If there is no government, rebuild the government. If there is no army, rebuild the army.
For the careerists in the last days, this is an ambitious dream!
Anyway, it was only the people who disappeared, instead giving up a large number of ascending positions. Moreover, all kinds of food, water, fuel and other survival supplies did not disappear because of this, they just were not flowing smoothly, so countless people felt that their opportunity had come.
It's just easier said than done! The road to fighting for your dreams is full of hardships and suffering...
For example, Mr. Johnson of the Brotherhood of Steel was very upset. Because of the capture of Manhattan, he was promoted from the first-class assault battalion captain to the regional commander by the Brotherhood headquarters. But now the commander-in-chief is sitting in the office facing a lot of urgent problems, but
Helpless.
The adjutant was reporting: "The 'decapitation' plan we implemented has encountered a comprehensive setback. Four special operations teams have failed and suffered heavy losses."
The so-called 'decapitation' plan is to send several groups of powerful mercenaries to kill the top five members of the Skull and Bones Society. This low-cost, low-cost, high-yield approach is an ingenious idea thought up by Mr. Johnson.
However, the facts gave Mr. Johnson a scoop of cold water. The real elite special forces of the US military have disappeared, and the replacements he found are completely unqualified. The first to fourth special operations teams are mostly professional killers or gangsters. I think.
To win the rank of general among an army of millions, this... seems to be quite difficult.
According to what Johnson saw, the special operations teams he sent out were more than a dozen, and dozens of people entered the territory of the Skull and Bones Society. These people entered enemy-occupied areas with great momentum, but in the end they all failed due to various problems.
And failed. Most of them were annihilated, and only a few people ran back, and they were all in a miserable state.
"Alas, it is difficult to fight head-on, and the surprise attack was not successful. Are we going to enter a war of attrition again? But we can't afford the consumption of materials! How can we break the current situation?" Sir Johnson sighed, and his mind was tangled.
When the end of the world came, the New York branch of the Brotherhood of Steel occupied the U.S. National Guard barracks on Staten Island and blocked the entire Staten Island in the early stages. By advocating "white supremacy," it attracted a large number of forces and developed well.
But the Skull and Bones Society is not a vegetarian. It started with thousands of prisoners and united with any forces that could be combined. After occupying several US military camps and arsenals, it was extremely rich in weapons and equipment. Although the quality of its personnel is uneven and internal forces are infighting,
But it's also extremely powerful.
Neither party can swallow the other, both are in pain!
"By the way, don't we have six special operations teams?" Mr. Johnson suddenly remembered that he also had two mercenaries. "What's their situation like?"
"Uh..." The adjutant thought for a moment and said, "The Guzman team has disappeared since they sneaked into Brooklyn. Hugo team, they..., they..."
"What are they doing?" Looking at the adjutant's expression, Johnson felt that these two teams might also have problems, so he asked coldly.
"Victor Hugo seems to be in the smuggling business."
"puff……!"
Lord Johnson spit out a sip of coffee and splashed all over the table. He asked in shock: "Tell me again, what is that Chinese doing?"
"Doing business."
"Is there any mistake? I did not care about his identity and race and allowed him to join the great and glorious Brotherhood of Steel. This is how he repays me?" Sir Johnson felt his anger raging.
However, the adjutant took the initiative to explain: "I contacted Victor Hugo, and he said that he was doing this to win the trust of the Skull and Bones Society and to get closer to the goal. He also criticized the 'decapitation' plan you formulated for being eager for quick success and not for quick gain.
There is a possibility of success.”
"This..." Mr. Johnson's first reaction was that he had been deceived, but the reality was that the other special operations teams he sent out all failed, but the weakest Hugo team was doing well.
Although he was furious, Johnson could only hold back his anger and asked: "Did that bastard say when he will succeed?"
"Uh..., he said about a month." The adjutant replied.
"So long?" Johnson was very dissatisfied with this, "No, I have to put some pressure on him. Tell that Chinese guy that I will only give him half a month. If he doesn't make any achievements, I will cancel his mercenary qualifications."
.”
"Okay, I will obey your order." The adjutant nodded slightly and slowly exited Johnson's office. He walked out of the Staten Island headquarters of the Brotherhood of Steel and immediately got into a car near the headquarters.
inside.
In the car, Lena Fox with a charming smile asked: "My adjutant, thank you for everything you have done for me. I am glad that you can help me install a bug in Mr. Johnson's office. What do you mean, Commander?"
I understand everything. This is the material that belongs to you, and I have it stored in the warehouse at the port."
The adjutant took a cargo list, read the list of supplies on it and smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Fox, you are so generous. You are indeed the leader of a consortium that once controlled tens of billions of assets. Commander Lawrence's recommendation is indeed correct.
I wonder if you would like to meet other frontline commanders of our Brotherhood of Steel. They all have some trophies they want to get rid of, and they also need professionals to provide a sales channel."
Lena Fox hummed and smiled slightly, nodding slightly, but she was roaring in her heart: "You bastards, what you talk about are all doctrines, and what you do are all business! You almost drove me to a dead end, but now you are begging me to do it for you
Are you getting benefits? I won’t feel sorry if I don’t kill you several times!”
While Miss Fox was angry, Zhou Qingfeng was worried. He returned to the black market at JFK Airport with a large number of grandfather-grade military cans, but it was troublesome to sell them so safely.
Last time, the Butcher's pistol killed seven people in a critical attack, and this time the two of them were considered celebrities. When passersby saw the two of them, they were all pointing silently in the distance.
"It's that big guy, very powerful."
"Yes, seven bald guys were killed by him alone."
"That Asian guy is just a cover. Don't look at him walking in front, but he's just pretending, but it's actually useless. If you want to deal with these two people in the future, don't be fooled by the short one, but pay attention to the fierce big guy."
Zhou Qingfeng had a very good ear and was very annoyed by these comments. He silently complained in his heart: One in front and one in back is a battle formation, okay? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.
"Are these idiots blind? Am I very short?" Zhou Qingfeng, who is 1.8 meters tall, was very unhappy.
The butcher, who was over 1.9 meters tall, immediately cut back and said, "You are shorter than me."
While the two were muttering, a dirty child ran towards Zhou Qingfeng again. This time Zhou Qingfeng shouted with a cold face: "Hey, kid, I remember you. Don't use the same trick twice in front of me. Could it be that you are doing it again?"
Does anyone think of me as a fat sheep?"
But the child was not here to steal things this time. He said mysteriously: "Sir, do you want some good goods? Very good goods, I guarantee your satisfaction!"