Chapter 308: Beheading 1

The gunshot rang out, and the old Santos fell to the ground immediately with a .45 caliber bullet. He touched his bloody chest in disbelief, stared at Zhou Qingfeng who stood up from the sofa and asked, "Why? Why did you dare to kill me? Where did I go wrong?"

"You guessed me wrong, I never like to be threatened." Zhou Qingfeng stopped talking to the dying man on the floor, he took a deep breath and ordered to Raymond: "Order the ships in the port to leave immediately , to Nassau. Except for the various combat teams in the city, all other personnel began to evacuate."

Raymond was a little dazed, and he hurriedly said: "But we are not ready yet. Although all kinds of aircraft and crews at the airport are fully equipped, the airport itself is not in our hands. The Cuban garrison brigade with more than 3,000 people is firmly in control. that place.

And as soon as we leave, the Cubans in Miami will immediately react. They only need to drive a few gunboats to chase us, and we can't escape at all. "

"I know your worries." Zhou Qingfeng patted Raymond on the shoulder, "You are good at organization and management, but let me do the work of destroying escapes now. Raymond, you are an excellent manager Personnel, your mission is now over and you can return to Nassau."

Zhou Qingfeng snapped his fingers, and the sisters Aileen and Aili followed him. The 'dog meat' that was lying on the ground also sprang up. It barked twice at Raymond who was still in a daze, reminding the latter to act quickly, and then chased after his master.

Mr. Clooney of the "Enclave" is in the next room, and he is also busy collecting information on various Cubans. But Zhou Qingfeng broke into his office suddenly, laughed at him and his subordinates, and said, "Mr. Clooney, your beheading operation can begin. Let the 'Enclave' fighter take off immediately."

"What?" Mr. Clooney, who was somewhat bewildered, obviously didn't understand what happened, and asked in surprise, "Now? Isn't your barter trade being negotiated? And you haven't got even one passenger plane ready to be exchanged yet. .”

"The passenger plane is at the airport. Now I need you to bomb the Cuban garrison brigade stationed near the Miami airport. Be careful not to damage my precious airport and runway. Bomb the rest as you like." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand viciously, Countless lives were decided.

"But we are not sure about killing the high-level commanders of the 'committee' at once, especially the target of the city hall, where is the center of the entire 'committee'. According to what we know now, the head of the other party is hiding in the city hall working in the underground air-raid shelter.”

Several plans have been drawn up for the 'Enclave' beheading operation, but there is one place that cannot be avoided, and that is the fortified Miami City Hall. Especially Chairman Carnell hiding in the city hall bomb shelter. The decapitation operation cannot be called a success until he is killed.

"I know, I know." Zhou Qingfeng's retreat plan would be very difficult if not to collapse the command system of the 'committee', and it would even be impossible to succeed at all. "I'll kill that red-faced chairman immediately."

"You...?" Clooney was shocked immediately, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and asked, "Are you crazy? To destroy the enemy's command center yourself?"

"It seems that only I can easily enter the city hall and see Kanel himself, and no one else can. Then only I can fight in and out, and others can't even do suicide attacks."

Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands and patted Clooney's shoulder again, "Don't worry, you just need to follow my plan. By the way, I may call for air support when necessary, so don't make mistakes! "

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng come and go in a dashing way, Clooney's mind was a little messed up. He hastily contacted the headquarters of the 'Enclave' and demanded that the 'beheading plan' be launched immediately. After all, now that Zhou Qingfeng was about to turn the tables, they had no choice but to act.

Zhou Qingfeng left the Four Seasons Hotel and sat in a bulletproof Mercedes. He contacted more than 20 action groups that he arranged in turn,

Completely controlled the command of the entire retreat plan. And after contacting Lena Fox, he thought of Angie who was still in New York.

The high-powered radio began calling in the direction of New York, and Angie's voice came over the radio a few minutes later, "Hi... Victor, I'm so glad you still remember me."

The little girl's voice was a little lonely, as if there was something unhappy. Zhou Qingfeng didn't have time to comfort her, he sighed and asked, "Angie, you still stayed in New York, right?"

"Yeah." Angie smiled, "You're going to persuade us to leave again, aren't you?"

Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear to let the girl die in New York. He said in a deep voice: "Listen, Angie. Tell your father immediately that a nuclear bomb will attack New York in thirty-six hours, and let him take people away as soon as possible.

Remember, don't go near any cities. All cities with a population of 50,000 or more are targets for nuclear strikes. Let him go to the nuclear war shelter built by the US government. I believe he must know where there is a large shelter near New York.

Angie, I really hope you survive and I hope to see you again someday. Trust me, I'm not kidding you. "

The radio contact ended here, and even though Anji, who was in a daze, kept calling Zhou Qingfeng after he woke up, he ignored him. The sisters Aileen and Ellie, who were also sitting in the car, were stunned by his words, their faces turned pale, and they didn't know what to say at all.

"Let's go to the city hall. We must also get everything done within thirty-six hours and escape from this doomed place." Zhou Qingfeng acted as the driver himself this time, heading to the enemy's nest with full of ambition. ②miào︰②bi︽.*② Pavilion ︽②,

And after being unable to contact Zhou Qingfeng again, Anji, who was still in New York, felt a chill filling her whole body. She rushed out of her room in a panic, and hurried to find her father.

"Mom, where is Dad?" Angie now lives in a high-end apartment in Manhattan, and now she is the daughter of David Lawrence, the king of New York.

Rachel is preparing lunch. The wife's status has risen sharply recently, but doing housework and arranging flowers and plants has become the only work she can do. "Angie, what are you doing in such a panic?"

"Victor said that a nuclear bomb would hit New York in thirty-six hours. He said it several times before. I don't think he was joking. He was serious about warning us." Angie panicked. Cried.

After David Lawrence ruled New York, the population here recovered, and now there are more than five million people living in the city. If the nuclear bomb strikes, it is doubtful whether the whole city can survive one-tenth of the population.

With a clang, a plate in Rachel's hand fell to the floor and shattered, and she believed her daughter's words for an instant. Because judging from past experience, although Zhou Qingfeng is domineering, vicious, ruthless, and in a sense a complete villain, he has never bothered to lie.

"God, we have to convince your dad right away!"