"I protest and ask your leader to come out to see me."
"I am the head of the outpost appointed by the Brotherhood of Steel. You are grossly interfering in our internal affairs."
"I warn you, this is the territory of the Brotherhood of Steel. You will pay the price for your reckless actions."
When he discovered that the mysterious team that came yesterday was actually trying to pry into his own corner, Hoffman was shocked and angry. He originally planned to make a good plan to swallow up this team, but instead they took action first.
If violent means were used for confrontation, Hoffman was actually prepared. The camp he planned for Zhou Qingfeng's action team was in a small location and was defended by surrounding sentry towers, walls and a large number of solid buildings. Vehicles could not maneuver and could only be passive.
The state of being beaten.
As long as he launches an offensive, Hoffman is confident that using a few mortars in his hand, he can kill these fat sheep gathered together in a few minutes. In addition, he has an absolute advantage in numbers, how can
Win every fight.
But I never expected, never expected! This batch of fat sheep actually didn’t come with hard or soft ones. You said you could give out some cigarettes and candies, but you pulled out the field cooking truck and supplied hundreds of people in the stronghold.
People eat, where do you get so much food?
Ordinary people don't think too much, they only care about the present. With such a simple method, they can win over the resident guards who are responsible for surrounding and monitoring. As for those at the bottom who are regarded as 'dead ghosts', not to mention, they can only eat if they have a bite to eat.
Be grateful, even if the other person is a devil, you don't care.
In the end, Hoffman only brought more than a dozen of his men to protest outside the action team's camp, while his men silently lined up to receive food. This joke-like scene completely discredited the person in charge.
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From the beginning to the end, Zhou Qingfeng didn't respond. He just told Rom, 'Get rid of this guy.' So the orders were issued layer by layer. Finally, the BTR-60 assault gun commanded by Julio fired over, and the huge barrel was facing the blockage.
Hoffmann's group outside the camp gate.
"The people in front listen, immediately put down their weapons, put their heads in their hands and kneel on the ground. I will count three, and anyone who disobeys the order will be shot immediately." Julio hid in the turret, holding a microphone and shouting, hanging on the turret.
The great lama carried his voice to a radius of about a hundred meters.
The expressions of the subordinates who had been surrounding Hoffman suddenly changed. This hero was not going to suffer any loss. Although Hoffman was indeed a grassroots official appointed by the Brotherhood of Steel, if the enemy really opened fire, his side would be completely ruined!
These days, those with big fists are more reasonable.
"One..., two..." Julio shouted twice, and most of Hoffman's group who were blocking the door knelt down.
This scene made Hoffman so angry that he spent the whole day hunting geese, only to be blinded by the goose pecks. He kicked the men around him several times and couldn't understand how the situation could be so serious in less than an hour.
What about reversal?
But no matter how much Hoffman kicked, the cronies who knelt down kept moving away from him, for fear that they would be hit when the other side fired. Without waiting for Julio to shout "three", he himself raised his hands in frustration and hugged him.
He knelt down with his head - a body of flesh and blood cannot withstand a cannonball!
Seeing this scene, Julio and his crew members laughed loudly, and several of them patted the newly installed gun barrels on their cars, feeling extremely proud.
The btr-60 was originally equipped with a 100 mm caliber anti-tank gun. Where are the tanks for people to shoot now? In low-level conflicts, we have to worry about attacks from a large number of unarmored targets, so the Havana Military Factory that reopened has modified a large number of Cuban
When equipping, targeted modifications were made.
The sighting, fire control and communication equipment of the btr-60 are all extremely backward. After repairs, they were probably upgraded from the level in the 1960s to the level at the beginning of the 21st upgrade. The biggest change was the replacement of a gun - it turned out
The 100mm anti-tank gun was replaced by a short-barreled 152mm howitzer.
This 152mm howitzer was modified by sawing the barrel of an old Soviet-made D-20 152mm howitzer. In order to reduce weight and control recoil, a reduced-charge shrapnel was specially made. Anyway, I don’t expect it to hit very far.
It is enough to clear direct targets within 800 meters.
Now faced with a cannon barrel as big as a human head, Hoffman had to submit even if he refused. And after he knelt down, a transfer of power in the stronghold was successfully completed. The more than 500 people in the stronghold did not feel any inconvenience at all.
What's not to adapt to? What happened next is jaw-dropping.
"Is this the warehouse of your stronghold?" According to what Hoffman's subordinates told him, Zhou Qingfeng quickly began to take over control of the entire stronghold. He immediately found the location of the warehouse in the stronghold. This outpost was built by a former man named Niuma.
Renovated from the small town of Jite, the stronghold covers an area of more than 30 acres, and a large number of previous buildings are preserved inside.
When the warehouse door opened, there were at least several hundred tons of various materials inside, including mainly clothes and food, as well as many weapons. After all, Zhou Qingfeng had made a huge profit and would not need it in a short time.
Havana provided supplies.
"People are starving to death in your stronghold, but you are guarding so much food and not letting go." Zhou Qingfeng sneered at Hoffman, who was being escorted over, "I heard from your men that you plan to swallow my team.
"
In order to obtain good publicity effect, Zhou Qingfeng also arranged for hundreds of people from the stronghold to come and see the warehouse. The mountains of materials piled up in the warehouse were in sharp contrast with the hungry and cold people outside the warehouse. For a while, the angry crowd surged up.
, knocking Hoffman and all his hardcore lackeys to the ground.
Amidst the ferocious yelling and curses, the beaten Hoffman knew that he would not be spared, so he yelled ferociously: "You damn devils, don't think that you will have a good life if you drive me out of office. There are people in the warehouse."
The Brotherhood of Steel’s reserves, sooner or later someone will come to avenge me. You won’t survive long either.”
Hoffman and his lackeys yelled and cursed before being beaten to death. Zhou Qingfeng ordered them all to be hung on the boom of the stronghold, using the misery of several guys to effectively demonstrate his majesty.
"Distribute the supplies in the warehouse and ask the people in the stronghold to follow me. At least let them know the benefits of following me. By the way, boil water in the boiler so they can take a good bath. The sloppy appearance will be a hindrance.
Morale improves, and a neat posture can enhance people's energy and spirit."
Zhou Qingfeng walked around several warehouses, and generously distributed benefits to the residents in the stronghold, letting them feel the benefits of supporting him. All the materials in the warehouses were sealed, and it was really the Brotherhood of Steel.
the property of.
After being fed and clothed, the numb residents in the stronghold once again felt the hope of new life. Zhou Qingfeng ordered them to take a bath in the cold winter weather, which made these people feel a strong sense of warmth.
Closed rooms were opened up as temporary bathhouses. A large amount of well water was pumped from the ground for heating, and the fuel was wood from the vicinity of the stronghold. More than 500 people lined up to enter the bathhouse with new clothes distributed, and they happily entered the bathhouse.
The atmosphere is commendable.
When more than 500 residents with a new look reappeared, the entire stronghold became more vibrant and energetic. They did everything they could to express their gratitude and joy to the members of the action team.
Roma, who was responsible for registering these people, walked up to Zhou Qingfeng and reported in a low voice: "Sir, there are 512 people in the entire stronghold, including 472 males and 40 females. All of them are between fifteen and thirty-five.
There are 114 young people among them who can be considered technical personnel."
"Send a report to Havana, tell Miss Fox the situation here, and explain that I will transport more than a hundred people here to her by plane. By the way, ask her to transport some large drones to us. The micro drones we are using now
The scope of human-machine detection is too limited.”
Zhou Qingfeng was organizing the words in his mind and making arrangements for the current situation, but at this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the distance.
Bang..., the entire stronghold was suddenly startled. Zhou Qingfeng and Roma looked for cover at the same time, and then quickly judged the direction of the gunfire. Zhou Qingfeng even asked sternly on his radio: "What happened? Who is shooting?"
gun?"
Several units of the action team reported that they did not shoot by themselves, but the second gunshot was heard again. This time Zhou Qingfeng finally recognized that the gunshot came from outside the stronghold.