Returning to Merida under the false identity of Governor Alfonso, Zhou Qingfeng felt very emotional.
The scene in the Governor's Palace remains the same, with the gorgeous living room, beautiful corridor, translucent chandeliers, expensive carpets, even the flower pots in the corners and the decorative paintings on the walls unchanged, all of which are symbols of status.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't care much about the aristocratic atmosphere in the Governor's Mansion. He liked to see it from the perspective of the entire city. The first time he came here, Merida seemed to be pulled back from the dark hell, cleansing away the rotten odor and eliminating the rottenness.
Meat, rejuvenated with vitality.
Standing in front of the window of his bedroom, he had an unobstructed view of most of the city. Although the weather was not very good, the streets were full of people and there was an endless flow of people. Zhou Qingfeng opened the window and looked for a while, and when he turned around, he saw the old butler Martin, his waist slightly hunched, quietly
Standing quietly behind him.
"How are you doing during this time?" Zhou Qingfeng asked. He hasn't been back for a while, but the bedroom is spotless and tidy.
"Very good." Old Martin started with the simplest three words, and then listed the conditions in the city like a treasure trove.
"We have planted corn outside the city for two seasons. After the initial 500 acres of demonstration fields, we have now expanded the planting area to 20,000 acres. The agricultural machinery sent by the army is very easy to use, but there is a big gap in fertilizers.
Big, basically just manure.
Compared with corn, our output in poultry and livestock breeding is more exciting. Legion sends recycled food waste once a week to use as feed, and our monthly meat and egg production is more than 5,000 tons. We plan to continue to expand the scale
, increasing production to 10,000 tons.
The FMLN has been strengthening grassroots organizations. We now have a party group for every 50 people in the city and regularly arrange cadre training. Outside the city, we already have more than a dozen guerrilla groups with more than 1,000 people, with a total strength of more than 30,000.
people.
However, Chairman Nieto has always said that the training of the guerrillas has never been sufficient. The instructors sent by the legion vary greatly in ability. Some are excellent and some are poor. Furthermore, the guerrillas lack weapons and equipment, especially heavy weapons and vehicles.
There are few, and the number of technical arms is almost zero.”
Old Martin said a lot in bits and pieces, many of which can be seen in the weekly briefings, but when told personally by the person involved, the impression is very different.
The city of Merida and the Mexican Liberation Formation were an idle move planned by Zhou Qingfeng at the beginning, but this idle move slowly developed on its own in a difficult environment and became more and more important.
For example, because of the good geographical environment, more and more agricultural and sideline products are produced here, and even Havana has become dependent on them. Furthermore, the guerrilla strength of 30,000 people is greater than the number of Aurora Legion troops in Havana. This is a problem that cannot be ignored.
of armed forces.
Because of the homogenous ethnic group, the same situation, and strong cohesion within the organization, the FMLN has developed very rapidly. Basically, more than 10% of the more than 500,000 people in the city of Merida are the backbone of the FMLN, and more than 80% of the population is controlled by the FMLN.
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The Aurora Legion has now launched a Mexican offensive. Such a force cannot be underestimated, and Zhou Qingfeng is even more unlikely to let it go. He came back this time to unify this force and lay the foundation for the brutal battle that will follow.
After the explanation, Old Martin also asked with a hopeful tone: "The Legion is coming soon, right? We can immediately eradicate the Enclave's strength in the city and kill Lula. Let that bastard go to hell early.
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"No, the situation is not as simple as you think." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand and shook his head: "The Legion is indeed landing in Mexico, but the progress is very slow. And we are not yet able to fight head-on with the Enclave, so we must delay the plan for some time.
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After the destruction of Cancun, the world was shocked. The Enclave issued a stern warning to the Aurora Legion, and more than a dozen warships set out from multiple bases in the Gulf of Mexico to block the Yucatan Channel. A squadron of F-16 fighter jets was also deployed
Arriving in Florida, I targeted Havana at close range.
The Aurora Legion was under great pressure under the Enclave's fury. The fleet landing in Mexico had to make a big detour to land from the southern part of the Yucatan Peninsula. It took half a day to transport too many people and supplies. The entire landing plan was seriously delayed.
The key is that the "Dongfeng" project, which was originally the "killer trump card", was indeed postponed. Professor Johnson, who promised to finish it in one month, said that there was something wrong with the project and that more time would be needed. Although this situation was within Zhou Qingfeng's expectation, but
The situation facing the Legion now is different.
Zhou Qingfeng judged that the Enclave did not dare to fight, and it was at best a combination of intimidation and coercion. But waiting for others to block the door of the house to intimidate him was not a good feeling!
The legion commander came to Merida City this time to show off to the Enclave, so that the enemies in the north would feel that the conflict was still controllable, and there was no need for a big fight - when they really wanted to fight, the initiative would be completely
Lost.
While Zhou Qingfeng was planning his strategy in Mexico, Giris, who was also staying in Merida, was also working hard on how to stabilize the Diego family's rule in Mexico.
Giris had just received an appointment from Mexico City to become the commander-in-chief of the Merida Front, but his power could only be limited to the dozen or so followers around him, making him a completely empty commander.
It's okay to be an empty commander, but Giris was tricked by 'cousin Alfonso'. His original move to gain control of the city was completely ineffective. In the eyes of Merida's powerful people, there was only a governor and no commander.
Giris set up his headquarters in the city hall and received a telegram from Mexico City - Don't panic, a division of reinforcements is coming, the Enclave has also taken action to suppress the Aurora Legion, you are on the spot in Merida
Let's organize troops to resist.
Giris couldn't laugh or cry when he thought about how those members of the family who were vegetarians treated war as a joke. He was one of the few elites in the Diego family who had gone to college and had done real work. He understood better than his uncles and relatives who only knew how to kidnap, extort and kill.
The difficulty of establishing a political power.
But now it's clear that the Aurora Legion is coming, but the family members in Mexico City don't prepare for the war. Instead, they put all their hopes on the Enclave, always thinking that the Enclave can handle everything.
"These idiots..." Giris was very troubled, confused and confused as to what to do. He actually envied his 'cousin Alfonso', who used to be a womanizer.
The scoundrel, now actually has a dignity and poise that is not afraid of danger.
"What should I do?" Giris scratched his head, thinking that he would have to cooperate with 'cousin Alfonso'. But then he knocked on the door and walked into the office, announcing that there was a military policeman named Lula.
The captain wants to talk to him.
"Lula?" Giris's mind turned and he couldn't remember who among the city officials was Lula. But in the difficult situation, he still nodded and said: "Let some guy come in, I'm willing to talk to him, maybe