Without a government, the government will be rebuilt. Without an army, the army will be rebuilt.

For the ambitionists in the end of the world, this is a dream full of ambitions!

Anyway, only people disappeared, but a large number of upward positions were given up. Moreover, various food, water, fuel and other survival materials did not disappear because of this. They were just poorly circulated, so countless people felt that their opportunities were coming.

It’s just that knowledge is easy to do and it is difficult to do! The road to fighting for dreams is full of hardships and sufferings...

For example, Mr. Johnson of the Iron Brotherhood was very upset. Because of the capture of Manhattan, he was promoted from a first-level assault brigade captain to regional commander-in-chief by the Brotherhood headquarters. But now the commander-in-chief sits in the office and is helpless against a lot of urgent problems.

The adjutant is reporting: "The 'beheading' plan we implemented has suffered a heavy blow, and four special operation teams have failed and suffered heavy losses."

The so-called "beheading" plan is to send several groups of powerful mercenaries to kill the five senior leaders of the Skeleton and Bones Society. This kind of small cost, low cost and high profit is the exquisite idea that Mr. Johnson came up with.

However, the fact gave His Excellency Johnson a cold water. The real U.S. special forces elite have disappeared, and the substitutes he found are completely unqualified. The First to Fourth Special Operations Teams are mostly professional killers or gangster villains. It seems that it is quite difficult to win the general's head among millions of troops.

According to what Johnson saw, the special operation teams he sent were more than a dozen or so people entering the territory of the Skeleton Society in groups. These people entered the enemy-occupied area with great momentum, but in the end they all failed due to various problems. Most of them were annihilated, and only a few people ran back, and they were all in a mess.

"Oh, it's difficult to fight head-on, and the surprise attack is not successful. Should we enter the war of attrition again? But the materials cannot be consumed! How can we break the current situation?" His Excellency Johnson sighed, and his mind was entangled.

As the end of the world came, the New York branch of the Brotherhood of Steel occupied the US National Police barracks on Staten Island, and blocked the entire Staten Island in the early days, attracting a large number of forces to develop well by advocating "white supremacy".

But the Skeleton Society is not a vegetarian. They started with thousands of prisoners and joined forces with any force that can be united. After occupying several US military camps and arsenals, they were extremely well equipped. Although their personnel quality was uneven and internal forces were intrigued, they were also extremely powerful.

No one on both sides can swallow each other, and it is very painful!

"By the way, don't we have six special operations teams?" His Excellency Johnson suddenly remembered that he still had two mercenaries, "How are their situation?"

"Uh..." the adjutant thought for a moment and said, "There was no news after the Guzman team sneaked into Brooklyn. Are you there in the Hugo team? They..., they..."

"What are they doing?" Johnson looked at the adjutant's expression and felt that the two teams were probably having many problems, so he asked in a cold manner to understand.

"Victor Hugo seems to be in a smuggling business."

"puff……!"

His Excellency Johnson squirted out a sip of coffee, splashing all over the table. He asked in surprise: "Say it again, what is that Chinese man doing?"

“Do business.”

"Are you mistaken? I don't care about his identity and race, and allow him to join the great and glorious Brotherhood of Steel, and he will repay me like this?" His Excellency Johnson felt angry.

However, the adjutant took the initiative to explain: "I contacted Victor Hugo, who said that he was working hard to win the trust of the Skeleton Society and to get closer to his goal. He also criticized the 'beheading' plan you formulated as a quick success and instant benefit and there would be no possibility of success."

"This..." Your Excellency Johnson's first reaction was that he was deceived, but the reality was that the other special operation teams he sent out all failed, but the weakest Hugo team was in a prosperous state.

Although he was angry, Johnson could only hold back the anger in his heart and asked, "Did that bastard say when will he 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 it. Tell the Chinese boy that I will only give him half a month. If he doesn't have any results, I will disqualify him from mercenary."

"Okay, follow your order." The adjutant nodded slightly and slowly withdrew from Johnson's office. He walked out of the command center of the Staten Island of the Iron Brotherhood and sat in a car near the command center.

Inside the car, Lina Fox asked, "My Adjutant, thank you for everything you did for me. I'm glad you can help me install a wiretap in Your Excellency Johnson's office. I know what the Commander's meaning is. This is yours, and I have allowed you to exist in the warehouse in the port."

The adjutant took a list of goods, saw the list of supplies clearly, and smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Fox, you are so generous. It's not a loss that he is the leader of the consortium who once controlled tens of billions of assets. Commander Lawrence's recommendation is indeed correct.

I don’t know if you would like to meet other frontline commanders of our Brotherhood of Steel, who have some trophys that they want to take off, and they also need professionals to provide a sales channel.”

Lina Fox smiled softly, nodded slightly, but was roaring in his heart: "You bastards are all about politicism and all about doing business! I almost forced me to a dead end at the beginning, but now I beg me to get benefits for you? I will be sorry if I don't kill you a few times!"

When Miss Fox was angry, Zhou Qingfeng was worried. He brought a large number of military cans at the age of grandfather to return to the black market at Kennedy Airport, but selling them so safely was a problem.

The butcher's pistol attacked him and killed seven people last time, and this time they were considered famous people. When passers-by saw them, they were all silently pointing in the distance.

"It's that big guy, very awesome."

"Yes, seven bald guys were killed by him alone."

"That Asian boy is just a cover. Don't look at him walking in front, but he can only pretend. In fact, it's useless. If you want to deal with these two people in the future, you must not be deceived by the short man. Pay attention to that 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 the other in the back, is it good? Don’t mess around if you don’t understand.

"Are these idiots blind? Am I very short?" Zhou Qingfeng, who was 1.8 meters tall, was very unhappy.

The butcher, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, immediately finished the attack, "You are shorter than me."

While the two were muttering, a dirty child ran towards Zhou Qingfeng again. This time, Zhou Qingfeng shouted coldly, "Hey, boy, I remember you. Don't use the same trick twice in front of me. Does anyone think of me as a fat sheep?"
Chapter completed!