Chapter 285: The Spoiler

The chat with David Lawrence broke up badly, and His Excellency the commander-in-chief of the New York area left in front of the radio station angrily. After a while, Angie's weak voice came over the radio waves, "Hi! Victor, how are you doing in South America?"

"I'm near the Caribbean Sea, and I've become the savior of the people of the Bahamas, just like your father." Chatting with the little girl is much more pleasant than chatting with the little girl and her father. Hearing Anji's crisp voice, Zhou Qingfeng felt Feel relaxed.

After chatting for a few words, Zhou Qingfeng still reminded Anji that she must leave New York within a week, "Take a lot of supplies, bring your parents, take enough armed direct descendants, and go to a sparsely populated place."

"You said the same thing when you left New York last time. Why?" Angie was puzzled.

Zhou Qingfeng could only sigh, "Anji, trust me, I won't hurt you."

Angie was obviously very puzzled, so the chat ended unhappy again. Zhou Qingfeng was also very helpless about this result. In fact, he has already said too much. If he didn't really like Anji, he wouldn't bother to remind her like this.

But just when Zhou Qingfeng was about to turn off the radio, another voice contacted him, "Victor, you bastard, when are you going back to New York?"

Upon hearing this voice, Zhou Qingfeng was delighted, "Hi, Rachel, are you okay?"

The married woman almost gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not good at all. The underwear you left on me makes me feel uncomfortable. It's so tight that there is almost no gap, and it can't be removed."

"Uh... how about the breathability of that underwear?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"Breathability? It's not bad." Rachel replied stupidly, but she quickly said bitterly: "It's not a question of breathability at all, but..., it's a matter of my personality. You It must be untied for me immediately."

"Sorry, I can't do that."

"Can't you come back? It's a quick flight. You ruined JFK, but we still have a couple of airports that work."

"But I really can't go back."

"Then what should I do? Wear this shameful underwear all my life? Do you know that my husband doesn't touch me now, and I suspect that he may have gone to another woman recently."

"Maybe you can come to me. Listen, get out of New York in a week and don't go near any big cities."

"You seem to have been talking to my husband about this just now, but David obviously doesn't want to listen to your nonsense."

"But I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious."

Well, Zhou Qingfeng also likes wives and mothers very much, so he said his warning again. It's a pity that the effect is even worse. Rachel only cares about how to remove the chastity underwear, and she doesn't listen to other words at all.

This time the radio contact ended with 'I'm making fun of myself'. Zhou Qingfeng sighed that he had done everything he should have done. If the Lawrence family really died in New York, he would be doing his best.

Just when Zhou Qingfeng was quite depressed, another uninvited visitor came to his door—"Cuba North American Strategic Committee", which sounds very domineering. In fact, it is an organization founded by the Cubans who now occupy Florida. This organization wants to establish a state in Florida.

After Catalina occupied Nassau, she officially began to discuss with this organization the plan to acquire all the aviation aircraft, ships, pilots, ground crews, or other various manufacturing equipment and technical personnel in the hands of the other party. For this matter, even Raymond's management team was transferred to cooperate.

Zhou Qingfeng allowed Katerina to negotiate with the other party based on the mentality of earning a little bit. But the only requirement is that it must be fast, and Florida must be evacuated before the nuclear bomb washes the ground.

But this acquisition is very difficult, and these Cubans are not stupid. They also know that these are good things in their hands and cannot be sold easily.

However, this organization unexpectedly sent someone to mediate the current conflict between the "Cuban National Liberation Front" and the "San Diego Military Alliance". Since the "Aurora Legion" has already established a foothold in the Bahamas waters, it is also a quasi-ally with the "Alliance" ,

Zhou Qingfeng was also included in the scope of mediation.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn’t laugh or cry at this. When the nuclear bombs wiped out the land, places like Florida would definitely be attacked. I’m afraid even one-tenth of the Cubans who occupied Florida would not be able to survive. Only a place like Nassau Remote places are safer.

If it wasn't for wanting to get some supplies from the other party that would be difficult to get in the future, Zhou Qingfeng would really be too lazy to talk to these idiots from the 'Strategy Committee'. What is the dry bones in the tomb? These Cubans who dream of building a country are just that.

"Mr. Hugo, I hope you 'Aurora Legion' can stop the conflict with the 'Liberation Front' immediately, otherwise we will have to forcibly intervene in your dispute." A guy named Jose ran to Guantanamo as a mediator representative, Also summoned all parties.

This gentleman was in his fifties, with dark skin, and looked like a staid dean in the school. He spoke bluntly and showed no expression. When he looked at Zhou Qingfeng, he still had a sense of arrogance.

"What do you mean? Do you want a ceasefire? We've already ceased fire." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Mr. José opposite him with a kind of teasing expression. In his opinion, this mediation was a waste of time.

"We hope that the 'Aurora Legion' can return the captured and captured equipment and personnel to General Santos." Jose, who was in charge of mediation, said.

Old Santos also participated in this boring mediation meeting. He was like an old dog with shaved hair, hiding beside Jose and staring at Zhou Qingfeng, "You still have to compensate me for my losses and make war reparations."

"Did I hear correctly, the defeated party actually wants to pay compensation?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the idiot opposite him with a smile.

Even Mirta on the side of the 'Alliance' couldn't stand this kind of thing, and vetoed it on the spot: "This provocative request is meaningless. If you really want to mediate, you should come up with some practical suggestions."

But Jose sneered and said: "The actual suggestion is that our 'committee' is the most powerful in the entire Bahamas waters. We want to dominate the order here, and anyone who disobeys will be punished."

This thick threatening words appearing on the negotiating table is obviously intended to overwhelm others. But having said that, the Cuban faction that fled to Florida is now fighting the 'Enclave' vigorously, and it is really the strongest among the four parties on the negotiating table.

In terms of population, the 'Aurora Legion' is the weakest; in terms of weapons and equipment, the 'Alliance' is the worst; in terms of morale, the 'Liberation Front' is the worst. In terms of population, equipment, and morale, the 'committee' has the upper hand.

It was only a few days before the nuclear bomb struck, Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to make any trouble at the last moment. He immediately asked to adjourn the meeting, expressing that he would seriously think about it, and then ran to find Clooney in the Enclave, "The Cubans occupying Florida are too rampant, should we give each other a hard time?"

The 'Enclave' was fighting a bad war with the Cubans occupying Florida. Clooney, the contact person, agreed with Zhou Qingfeng's request, "Mr. Hugo, you are really the best friend of our Enclave. Tell me, what do you want to do, land in Miami?"

Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart: I was looking for death to land in Miami, and now I wish I could get as far away from the mainland as possible. He put forward his conditions carefully: "How about we sell a batch of weapons to those Cubans?"

This suggestion sounded like an enemy at all, and Clooney's eyes were suddenly puzzled and vigilant.