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"I need vehicles, manpower, and a base now." Zhou Qingfeng called out the virtual projection of his arm-ring computer and asked Lena Fox, "Do you think it's better to put our base there?"

"Do you have any options?" asked Lena Fox. Because the killings created by 'dog meat' were too bloody, the young lady was still in a daze. She felt that her mind was dizzy and could not think.

"There are two places to be used as alternatives. One is the headquarters of the New York Police Department on Clow Street, Manhattan. The building is strong, spacious, and has a large amount of weapons and equipment. The most important thing is that no one is scrambling us for the time being.

But the shortcomings of the police headquarters are also obvious, there is no lack of food, water and fuel. And the space is too large, and we cannot defend it by just the two of us.

Another place is the prisons or islands near New York. Prisons and islands are relatively independent areas, with relatively complete internal facilities, so you don’t have to worry about daily necessities for the time being. But the disadvantage is that these places are all hosted. For example, there are thousands of prisoners in the Ricks Island Prison. We can’t handle it.”

Lina Fox was also thinking hard, "Maybe we can get a large cruise ship, the kind of tens of thousands of tons. The large cruise ship has complete living facilities that can accommodate hundreds of people for a long time."

Zhou Qingfeng denied, "Maybe the long-term goal can find a way to get a cruise, but now we are two of us can't fiddle with a cruise. You have lost all your network of relationships, and I am not familiar with the world at all. The most important thing now is to recruit a group of people."

"Then choose the police headquarters. I don't really want to go to prison. At least there is no one at the police headquarters." Lina Fox felt annoyed by prison instinct.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed in his heart. He didn't like prisons very much. But someone would definitely go to prisons to integrate prisoners there and build a large gang of gangs. Thinking about a gang of thugs with even more than a thousand people rampant in New York, it would be terrible to think about it.

"Okay, go to the police headquarters." Zhou Qingfeng also nodded in agreement.

Just as the two discussed where they were going, the college student who was forcibly arrested by Zhou Qingfeng as a coolie began to make trouble. The task of these people was to carry various equipment and accessories in the Babylon Intelligent Laboratory onto the mobile command vehicle, but after they moved it a few times, the number of people was significantly smaller.

"Where are the others?" Zhou Qingfeng asked angrily. He originally had eight coolies, but now there are only three left.

"They ran away..., ran away, and hid in the building. I advised them not to leave, but they expressed their unwillingness to be enslaved." A fat man carrying equipment said. Seeing his sweaty face, he was obviously very tired.

Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips, and Lina Fox, who was beside him, sighed: "It seems that we can't count on these college students anymore, they are too self-centered."

There were originally more than 60 people in the Babylon Intelligent Laboratory, and more than a dozen police and military personnel disappeared directly, and the remaining security guards also fled. Zhou Qingfeng came out to regain the gap in the command vehicle, and most of the remaining laboratory researchers also fled.

Only the laboratory director Lei Zuo, who was knocked out by Caterina, and two assistants under him, were caught by Zhou Qingfeng. However, the good news is that with the guidance of the two assistants, the spare accessories for "dog meat" were basically collected.

"Okay, fat man, don't be afraid. Tell me your name."

"My name is Rom, Ernst Rom."

"Okay, Mr. Rom, you are now the supervisor I appointed. You have the right to direct the rest of the people to work." Zhou Qingfeng also handed a Glock 17 pistol to Rom, "If anyone dares to escape, shoot him."

Fatty Rom looked at the gun that was forced into his hand, and tears fell from tears in his face. He was too scared to escape, but now he has become the supervisor of the demon. When he turned around, he looked at the other two companions who had not escaped. Sure enough, he saw a little fear on the other person's face.

"Okay, Mr. Rom, cheer up, our future is bright. Now we go to the medical school, and the team needs some experienced biopharmaceutical researchers." Zhou Qingfeng took these subordinates to the Medical Center of Columbia University.

As the controller of the Fox Consortium, Lina Fox is very familiar with New York biopharmaceuticals. With her guidance, Zhou Qingfeng directly captured the most famous biopharmaceutical team at Columbia Medical Center.

Because there were too many people and supplies, Lena Fox had to drive a snatched truck to load supplies.

And where will we go next? Zhou Qingfeng did not go directly to the police headquarters. He led the team to drive the car back to the Sacred Heart Church building. With Lina Fox here, he still wanted to convince the people in this club to accept his command.

One or two hundred professionally trained personnel in the church club, including cooks, waiters, security guards, and managers, and a team that can be used by taking over. It is much better than the coolies Zhou Qingfeng caught from the campus of Columbia University.

On the way back to the Catholic Church building, the fat man Rom looked dumbly at Manhattan, which had already appeared in chaos. The catastrophe began at 6 pm. It took a lot of time to transport supplies and arrest personnel. It was already past ten o'clock after nightfall.

Due to the loss of traffic police command, the signal light system was in a mess. Several streets in Manhattan are almost blocked by various vehicles. A large number of at a loss are walking back and forth on the streets, trying to find a way to go home.

And this is just a scene you can see in front of you. Many people are trapped in the subway and cannot get out. Many people feel that the situation is wrong and hide in various high-rise buildings. But as time goes by, the situation will only get worse and worse, and many people will be trapped and die slowly.

The New York Police Department logo was on the mobile command car, so many people ran to Zhou Qingfeng's car for help. These people rushed up and patted the car body. The bang bang made everyone in the car very scared.

"Damn policeman, what the hell is going on? Why is no one in charge of traffic? I want to go home now, my wife and children are still waiting for me to have supper."

"I want to complain to you, you are wasting taxpayers' money. Report your police number and I want to see your boss."

"Come down, I order you to get down to deal with the problem immediately. I have to rush to the airport, but I have been trapped here for three hours."

In the surging crowd, the moving command car was like a small boat, shaking and capsizing at any time. Zhou Qingfeng, who could not move forward, became very angry. He opened the window and directly fired with his rifle to the sky.

Tutou... After a gunshot, Zhou Qingfeng yelled at the crowd scattered with a loudspeaker: "Idiots, I'm not a policeman. Whoever dares to block the road will kill anyone. Now follow my advice immediately and leave Manhattan on foot and leave New York. This is your only way out!"

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng driving back on the road, even directly hitting or crushing the vehicle blocking the road, Rom, who was sitting in the car, smiled bitterly. He said to the more than 20 people arrested: "I think we are not the worst people, it's better than staying on the street."
Chapter completed!