As night rises, the Boryspil airport gradually calms down.

The strife of the day dissipated, and the forces of the public intellectuals were kicked to the iron plate. The clearance team composed of more than 1,000 troops was stunned and failed to take the black market at the airport, which was only guarded by five or six hundred mercenaries.

There were about 100 casualties in the battle, most of which were caused by the surprise attacks launched by the Ermao military police. The intellectuals in Kiev wanted to seize the merchants in the black market and demand a sum of money, but the latter desperately resisted.

If Zhou Qingfeng comes, I am afraid that he will surround the three ques, leave a way to live, and beat the outlaws at the airport to cry and call his mother. And now, he stands on the fifth floor of the terminal with the skylight open, looking down on the entire airport.

Since the beginning of 92, Boryspil Airport has played an extremely important role as a trade hub in the hands of the Holy Light.

The in-demand goods from China can always find buyers on this black market, and Ermao's rich inheritance from the alliance continues to be shipped back to China.

Due to the convenient logistics and financial services provided by the black market, the cost of business transactions is low, attracting a large number of black market merchants to gather here to exchange needs. However, after about half a year of operation, the conflict of interests cannot be controlled.

After the daytime fighting, the airfield suffered no small damage and had to be closed for two or three months for recuperation. Marcos also needs to clean up Kyiv and replace it with some of his own people.

It is conceivable that tonight will be a bloody revenge. Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to know what kind of contradictions had happened, the black market was not a place to be reasonable, just solve the people who created the contradictions.

However, the airport was closed, and the Bosphorus was closed to the 'Holy Light', and large cargo ships could not enter the Black Sea and dock at the port of Odessa. The group's freight efficiency has been greatly reduced, and it is estimated that it will lose most of Ermaojia's profits.

"It's a real headache."

Zhou Qingfeng stood in the dark, a little unclear about what to do next? Behind him there was the sound of high-heeled shoes, and a soft Russian female voice whispered: "Your Excellency, the situation you want to know has been replied." ”

The light smell of fragrant powder is approaching, and it is a dozen or so descendants who stubbornly resist with Marcose, a beautiful hairy girl in her twenties, and a swallow cultivated by the KGB.

Attacked by the public intellectuals, it is normal to fight to the death. After the dismal victory, the pressure is gone, and everyone has to think about the way back when they calm down. The situation is likely to come and go.

Zhou Qingfeng needed to re-establish his prestige, and used some small means to deter on the spot. Otherwise, the people's hearts will be scattered, and maybe the team will fall apart immediately.

However, Zhou Qingfeng's methods were too shocking, and the supernatural power did unite the team, but it also caused some trouble. He could feel the soft body coming up behind him, throwing himself into his arms.

"If you don't stop, I can wash away your memories and turn you into a carefree ordinary person." Zhou Qingfeng said intimidatingly.

The nephrite-like body resembles an octopus, wanting to make further movements. But the hairy girl still stopped and asked rhetorically, "Your Excellency, what kind of service do you want?" I'm willing to do both. ”

The posture of giving and taking, the glamorous and moving face, and the concave and convex delicate body, it will be irresistible for a man. But when Mao Mei still wanted to fight for it, she felt like her brain was pierced into a steel needle. She screamed in the stinging pain and took two steps back.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and asked indifferently: "If you want to please me, go and work hard, I have always been generous to my own people, you will get what you want." Let's get down to business, what is the situation at the Nikolaev shipyard? ”

Mao Mei hugged her head and stood up straight again. She was dressed thinly, similar to the cloth strips of the two-dimensional battle Ji, and her glamorous atmosphere was overflowing, obviously wanting to use the most primitive means to get to the top.

Marco Shiyuan himself was seriously injured, but when he walked out of the office, he looked like no one was fine. Most of the wounded who had fallen to the ground were also rescued and escaped the call of death, which is really a miracle.

In contrast, the courage and audacity of falling from the sky in the Il-76 are not worth mentioning. It became natural for one person to defeat the attack of the forces of the Commons.

Marcos went to the city of Kiev, believing that after one night, the sky would change, like clouds and rain.

No one can resist the temptation of supernatural abilities. For the vague and mysterious figure in the dark, Mao Mei repaid her great desire and fanatical exploration.

It's a pity that Zhou Qingfeng refused.

Mao Mei was disappointed. She whispered with a deep breath: "The Nikolaev shipyard currently has two aircraft carriers, a nuclear-powered 'Ulyanovsk'. But the shipyard has signed an agreement with the Americans, and the ship is being dismantled.

There is also a 'Varyag', in which two Anglo-American companies are currently interested, but the price is not negotiable. The shipyard is going to pay $100 million, and no one wants to pay for it. ”

Historical things still happened.

Zhou Qingfeng was not very interested in the 'Ulyanovsk'. Only a third of the aircraft carrier has been built, and it is completely impossible that the entire alliance's military-industrial system will be required to complete its construction.

The 'Varyag' has completed nearly 70 percent of the work and the hull is complete, but the power system and combat system are still lacking.

Mao Mei continued: "Previously, Director Ma Qianshan of the group took the time to go to the shipyard, and I followed as an escort. The Varyag was stopped in November last year, but at the moment it is in good shape.

As for the shipyard side, it should be possible to keep the price down. They are really short of money. It's just that it's going to be very difficult to rebuild it completely. At most, it is to make up the power system. ”

Maozi's combat system will not be needed in China, and it will have to be revised again when it is shipped back, but the power system is still needed. Although it can be made up if it is dragged back home, if the Nikolaev shipyard can be completed, it can save a lot of work.

The biggest dilemma is the interception of local chickens.

Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly asked, "How is the military strength of the local chicken?" ”

"It's pretty strong in the Middle East."

Mao Mei said, "Its air force is equipped with the most advanced F-16C/D fighter jets, and the Americans have generously given the production line." The Army, on the other hand, has Leopard 1 tanks exported from Germany. Only the navy is weaker, but the number of ships is quite large. ”

Zhou Qingfeng suddenly sighed, "F-16C/D, a generation of famous aircraft." Its AN/APG-68 radar system is good, small and efficient, and it is stronger than the Su-27's.

There is also a universal F-110 turbofan engine, tsk tsk ....... The F-14D also uses engines from this series. The combat effectiveness has increased dramatically. Even if you don't use it for the 'Tomcat', for the J-10, you don't dare to think about it, you don't dare to think about it!

There is also the 'Leopard 1' tank, which is also a generation classic. The German's powertrain is really, really good. If you can remove it and give it to 59...... Alas, how could 59 have such a good life.

As for the navy of the local chicken, it is also a member of NATO, and there must be good things too. Can't let it go, can't let it go. ”

Uncle Zhou has been smashing his mouth, like a delicious ghost encountering food, and he has already figured out how to do it. The Mao Mei next to her was in a daze by his strange appearance, and secretly thought that this powerful president really had some quirks.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng returned to normal, and he said to Mao Mei: "Contact the Nikolaev shipyard, 'Holy Light' is willing to spend 50 million US dollars to buy the 'Varyag', but the power system must be installed.

In addition, I want to think of a way, I want to go on a trip to the territory of the local chicken. Isn't it a romantic chicken, I believe they will not refuse such a warm guest as me. ”