A figure emerged from the State Guesthouse, quickly crossed the cordon set up by the Enclave garrison, and disappeared from the street outside the hotel in the blink of an eye.
After breaking away from the surveillance personnel, the figure slowed down. He was wearing a hooded jacket and walked quickly with his hands in his pockets.
Under the illumination of torches and street lamps, the city is dimly visible in the darkness. Displaced poor people and soldiers with guns can be seen everywhere on the streets. Everyone's eyes are a bit vigilant and ferocious. To survive in this city, you must have a pair of iron.
Heart.
For the soldiers and sentries under martial law on the streets, the hooded figure can avoid and dodge whenever he can. Anyway, with his speed and agility, it is difficult for anyone to keep up with his pace of climbing over walls and walls. As for the figure who rushes out from the street from time to time.
Among the robbers, if they were too brutal, they would be killed, or if they were knocked unconscious, they would be done.
The hooded figure was heading towards the embassy district in the city. Since he had no means of transportation, he walked a long distance. However, when he reached the vicinity of the embassy, two men with indifferent faces suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Take out your ID card." A man took out a pistol and pointed it at the hooded man with a sharp tone.
"What?" The hooded one was naturally Zhou Qingfeng who came out of the State Guesthouse. He didn't expect that when he arrived near the embassy area, someone wanted to check his ID card. He had a ghost ID card!
Another man stood behind Zhou Qingfeng, held his shoulder with one hand and said: "Don't move, we are from the gendarmerie, and we think you are suspicious. We are all around here. If you don't want to die, you'd better be honest."
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Another gun barrel was pressed against Zhou Qingfeng's lower back, and another hand touched his waist to search him. Uncle Zhou obviously didn't like being touched by a man, so he hit the man behind him in the neck with his elbow.
Then he kicked the man in front of him in the crotch.
The two attacks were crisp, short and effective, almost completed at the same time. The man behind Zhou Qingfeng was hit so hard that his body tilted and he felt like his neck was about to break. The moment he lost his balance, he wanted to shoot, but soon there was a sharp pain in his hand.
, the wrist bone was broken, and the pistol was snatched away by someone.
The man in front of Zhou Qingfeng was even more unlucky. He jumped up after being kicked. When he fell, he lay on the ground like a toad. This man actually pulled the trigger at the critical moment, and the pistol banged.
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Gunshots are not unusual in Mexico City, but the sound still alerted an inconspicuous car not far away from the street. Two people quickly jumped out of the car and shouted at Zhou Qingfeng, and quickly took out weapons such as pistols.
came out.
The distance is twenty to thirty meters, and it can be reached in a few seconds by running. The sound of warning shots was fired three or four times at the same time, and the sound of shouting and shouting was quickly approaching.
Zhou Qingfeng was squatting on the ground, using the man who was kicked in the crotch as cover. He pulled out a Type 56 short-barreled rifle with a folding stock. Click, click, click..., two shuttles were fired in short bursts, and he ran over from the opposite side.
The man was shot dead on the spot.
No one dared to care about the scene of blatant killings on the street, and those who occasionally saw it often left quickly. Soon, only the two so-called "gendarmes" who stopped Zhou Qingfeng at the beginning were left on the road, moaning and groaning.
Zhou Qingfeng kicked the pistol away. He did not address the meaning of these two so-called 'gendarmes'. Instead, he shouted to the dark corner of the street, "These two living and two dead people are given to you, enjoy them."
"
After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng strode towards the ownerless car parked on the roadside, while groups of urban poor walked out of the darkness behind him like ghosts.
"We are from the gendarmerie. Our brothers will be here soon. You'd better leave as soon as possible." The man from the gendarmerie with a broken wrist reluctantly stood up and ran a few steps to pick up the pistol he dropped. He
The companion who was kicked in the crotch had no time to threaten him and instead limped away.
In the direction of Zhou Qingfeng, when he walked to the car, he pressed the intercom in his clothes and said: "Marshall, I'm here, where are you?"
A sneaky figure soon appeared at the other end of the street in the embassy district. After confirming that the situation was safe, he quickly ran towards Zhou Qingfeng. He panted slightly and said: "I don't know why there are people from the gendarmerie here. I originally wanted to cancel
We met this time.”
Behind Zhou Qingfeng, two so-called 'gendarmes' screamed, and dozens of poor people were trying their best to tear them apart. They were like jackals without claws, being eaten by a nest of rats. And there were still people who were attacking Zhou Qingfeng.
Qingfeng approached, staring at the two fallen bodies on the ground.
"Let's go, let's talk somewhere else." Zhou Qingfeng got into the car left by the military police. The car was quite comfortable and had food, drink and everything. He came out this time to meet with Marshall, the former director of military intelligence.
He is very capable of working and can get a lot of information done in one day.
Zhou Qingfeng drove down the street and ran for a few blocks. After stopping, he took a document bag from Marshall's hand, which contained a report about the traitor in the Aurora Legion.
"I spent some money and some connections to get this information. I can't believe how corrupt the Enclave is now. The power struggle has resulted in a lot of information that should be kept secret being given away almost for free."
Marshall found a box of rusks in the car and while eating, he talked about the work he had done secretly. He sighed: "I easily bribed the first-class secretary of the embassy with the two cans of condensed milk I brought back yesterday. This was really difficult in the past.
Imagine.”
Zhou Qingfeng was looking through the intelligence materials sent by Marshall, which were all detailed descriptions. The Enclave's intelligence personnel didn't know much about the Aurora Legion, but as the commander of the Legion, he could see more clues.
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng frowning, Marshall explained: "The Enclave still doesn't know who is leaking this information to them, but based on multiple radio contacts, they have determined that the location of the radio station transmitting this information is in Guantánamo."
"Guantánamo?" A person's name popped up in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, "Feno East?"
"The person in charge of the 'Kennedy' aircraft carrier?" Marshall is very familiar with the personnel of the Corps. He used to monitor all senior figures in the Corps except for the Big Five. However, he has been away from the Corps for a year, and he is not clear about many new situations.
"Feno should have been involved in this leak. The Kennedy has been soaked in seawater without effective maintenance. He needs to bear full responsibility for this."
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head mid-sentence, "But Feinuo is not the real leader of this leaking operation. These leaked intelligence require higher-level access."
Continuing to check and read, Zhou Qingfeng quickly saw the latest intelligence information. He immediately cursed and said angrily: "This traitor is definitely a high-ranking member of the army. The 'Dongfeng' plan has been leaked. This matter only happened before."
It was mentioned once in a recent meeting."
After flipping through it quickly, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little more at ease. The Enclave only knew that there was a top-secret 'Dongfeng' plan, but he didn't know what this plan was for. Otherwise, the Enclave would have killed him first. And this
It means that the person who leaked the secret was someone who attended the meeting that day.
"We must find this bastard." Zhou Qingfeng said bitterly, "I treat those people well, but they actually betrayed me behind my back."
Marshall also knew that the situation was serious, but he provided a clue, "This traitor may be in a high position, but he is not professional. Although he is careful, he has some strong hatred and fear for the Legion.
, this can be seen from the text of the leaked information."
"I will arrange for people to follow up on this matter, and you can't relax." Zhou Qingfeng couldn't stay outside for a long time. He sent Marshall back to the embassy area and was about to return to the State Guesthouse with the intelligence information he had obtained.
And when Zhou Qingfeng returned to the original driving position, the two corpses and two "gendarmes" on the ground were gone. Instead, a group of poor people with green eyes were wandering around on the street.
After Zhou Qingfeng got off the car, he didn't even close the door. He whistled at the poor people and shouted: "This car belongs to you, get rid of it."
When Zhou Qingfeng walked less than ten meters, the poor people who were crazy about poverty rushed towards the car. I believe that it won't be long before there is not even a screw left in the car. And the gendarmerie in the city can't even find a screw.