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Chapter 1928 far away

When 'David Lawrence' died and his soul disappeared, everything settled.

Zhou Qingfeng saw the visible light reconnaissance photos sent back by his own low-orbit satellite in the command vehicle of a Rabbit missile brigade. The George Washington company located off the coast of New York was hit by four Dongfeng-26D missiles. The 100,000-ton hull was in a few

It tilted within minutes and sank into the sea within half an hour.

The missile brigade participating in the special mission immediately cheered and celebrated. The whole brigade was originally nervous to death, but now they felt as relaxed as a holiday when they learned that they had scored high marks after the college entrance examination. But Zhou Qingfeng was sitting alone on the chair of the command vehicle.

In a daze, the photo of the sinking aircraft carrier was right in front of him.

"The overall situation has been decided! I'm so happy now." Xiao Jinlang walked in from outside, grinning from ear to ear, "The next step is to sweep away thousands of armies like a rolling mat and secure the United States!"

Zhou Qingfeng only chuckled twice, stood up, took a deep breath and laughed casually, "Yes, I finally defeated the enemy. No one can oppose me on this continent."

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was not as happy as expected, Xiao Jinlang did not disturb him too much, but took the initiative to contact his daughter Xiao Yi in Mexico City. The next thing to do is how to plan and govern a new country.

A few hours later, the 4th Guards Brigade under the command of Butcher arrived in Chicago. Butcher himself even led the team to take Zhou Qingfeng back. When the two grown men met, they hugged each other tightly and burst into tears.

"Congratulations, Victor, you succeeded. You created a miracle, an amazing miracle." The butcher said with tears streaming down his face. "You ended the apocalypse and brought peace to the world. Human beings in this world can finally

Away from the flames of war."

The straightforward praise made Zhou Qingfeng laugh with tears in his eyes and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it is finally over. An old era has passed and a new era has begun. We are the winners and have the right to be proud of ourselves. From now on, I

You can loudly declare that the land under your feet is 'my country'."

Hahaha…….

The news of Victor Hugo's final victory spread at the speed of light, and many people were excited about it. Lena Fox immediately announced the news to the entire legion, and said that this day was 'Victory Day' and that a large-scale event would be held.

Activities to celebrate.

The overall situation has been decided, and residents across North America are breathing a sigh of relief. The vicious battle between the two heroes has finally come to an end. Although the winner does not satisfy everyone, at least there will be no more horrific wars that kill countless people.

Zhou Qingfeng lazily took the flight back to Mexico City, after all, that was his hometown. When he got off the plane, he thought Lena Fox or Catalina would come to greet him, but who would have thought that the person running in front was actually Riven's dad?

.

"Victor, how do you think our relationship is?"

"Ah..., ha?"

Zhou Qingfeng was confused and confused.

"Victor, you think your idea of ​​establishing Holy America is very good."

"Ah..., ha?"

Zhou Qingfeng was very confused.

"Victor, I have specifically studied your Chinese emperor's harem theory. This..., there are seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, right?"

Pfft..., Zhou Qingfeng was embarrassed.

"Victor, Victor, don't leave! I've really studied this issue seriously, and I just want to ask how many queens you want to create? Hey, you bastard, why are you running so fast?

Can't you understand my psychology as a father?

I also want to ask what kind of title can I be granted? Are you going to use the Western canonization method? Or the Chinese style? Or a combination of Chinese and Western methods? I really want to study it with you. Don't run away, I am the head of the country after all.

ah."

Zhou Qingfeng was so disturbed that he ran away as if he were running away. He never thought about the problem of Ruiwen's father, but Ruiwen's father was very interested in this matter and would not let go of his son-in-law. He must ask clearly.

Just give up.

After finally avoiding Rui Wen's father, Zhou Qingfeng didn't have time to take a breath. Xiao Jinlang, who had followed him back to Mexico City, also came up to him with a smile.

Uncle Zhou turned his head and wanted to run again, but Xiao Jinlang shouted loudly, "Boy, I am also the head of the country. You can escape the monk, but you can't escape the temple. You can escape the first day of the lunar month, but you can't escape the fifteenth. If you dare, don't sleep.

My daughter."

After using this trump card, Zhou Qingfeng could only stand still with a grimace and sighed: "The founding of the country and canonization is a major event, how can it be so easy to make a decision? If you ask me now, I can't explain clearly."

"Hehehe..." Xiao Jinlang put on another smiling face and said, "I'm not asking you about the harem. I'm bringing the Central Elder to care about you and have a chat with you."

Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, obviously not believing it.

Xiao Jinlang asked again: "I know you definitely want to establish an empire, how do you plan to ennoble the titles of the founding heroes?"

"The Butcher is the elder who started the business together with me. He will be given the title of king. Everyone else should be given as low a title as possible."

"Ah, just the Butcher can be crowned king? Isn't that too high?"

"Because the Butcher wants a title, he will give up all rights and return to the real world to retire. As for the others, they will only give lower titles to leave room for future canonization. After all, most of the people in the legion are young, and I don't want to

It would not be good if it becomes unblockable in the future."

"Well..., this idea makes sense." Xiao Jinlang nodded, looking very impressed. But he immediately asked a more substantive question, "Boy Zhou, I know that your queen has been chosen. Poor

My Xiaoxiao works hard but can't get to the top, you have to make up for it."

Speaking of this, Zhou Qingfeng also felt guilty. Xiao Yi was already indispensable to him, but he failed to give him corresponding treatment. He smiled and said: "Old Xiao, what compensation do you want?"

"I want to form a European expeditionary force." Xiao Jinlang said seriously.

Phew..., Zhou Qingfeng took a sip of tea. He felt that what Lao Xiao said was so imaginative.

But Xiao Jinlang explained very seriously: "You see, this wasteland world is so big and the opportunities are so good. How can we not visit all the places?

The Americas are naturally yours, and the mainland of Asia is also owned. In Africa and the Middle East, the heroes are vying for supremacy, but they are also novices. We will not disturb the muddy water for the time being. But Europe cannot let it go! Europe is the foundation of a great country.

Land cannot be given away easily to others, it must be snatched away."

This makes sense. Europe in the Old World is comparable to America and is so important.

But Xiao Jinlang's request was much harsher than that of Ruiwen's father. Ruiwen's father wanted at most a better title, a larger fiefdom, and pleasure behind closed doors. But Lao Xiao wanted to

Kick down the widow's door, dig up the grave of every household, and go to Europe to cut off other people's roots.

"Boy Zhou, don't be soft-hearted, let alone be lazy. I don't need you to take action, I don't want your people, and I don't want your money. I just want to borrow your space-time gate, there is no other meaning." Xiao Jinlang said.

Frankly. This is obviously supported by the real-world rabbit government.

These days, everyone is really more ruthless than the other, and all the people who come out to hang out are not good people. Zhou Qingfeng thought for a while, and expanding his territory would not do him any harm anyway, so he nodded in agreement.

With Uncle Zhou's nod, I am afraid that Chinese will be the only official language in this wasteland world in the future.


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