"I protest, let your leader come out to me. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'm the head of the outpost appointed by the Brotherhood of Steel, and you're grossly interfering in our internal affairs."

"I warn you, this is the Brotherhood of Steel's territory. You will pay the price for your reckless actions. ”

Finding out that the mysterious team that came yesterday was actually priing themselves into the corner, Hoffman was shocked and angry. He had planned to devour the convoy with a good plan, but instead they did it first.

If it is to use violent means to confront, Hoffman is actually on guard. The camp he set for Zhou Qingfeng's team was cramped, defended by the surrounding guard towers, fences and a large number of strong buildings, and the vehicles could not be maneuvered, so they could only be beaten passively.

As long as he launched an offensive, Hoffman was confident that with a few mortars in his hand, he could blow these fat sheep together half to death in a matter of minutes. Coupled with the absolute advantage of the number of people in his hands, no matter how he fights, he will win.

But I never thought of it, I never expected it! These fat sheep don't come from hard to soft. You said you could just give out some cigarettes and candy, but if you pull out the field cooking cart and feed hundreds of people in the stronghold, where did you get so much food?

Ordinary people don't think too much, they only look at the present. It's such a simple means, and the resident guards who are responsible for surrounding and monitoring are won over. As for those who are regarded as 'dead ghosts', not to mention those at the bottom, if you have a bite to eat, you will be grateful to Dade, even if the other party is a devil, you don't care.

In the end, Hoffman only dragged more than a dozen of his men to protest outside the team's camp, while his men silently lined up to receive food. This joke-like scene can be regarded as discrediting the person in charge.

And from beginning to end, Zhou Qingfeng didn't come out to deal with it, but just told Rohm to 'get this guy'. So orders were issued layer by layer, and finally the BTR-60 assault gun commanded by Julio came over, and the huge cannon barrel was facing Hoffman and his gang blocking the camp gate.

Hearing this, the people in front immediately put down their weapons and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands. I counted three times, and those who did not obey the order were immediately shelled. Julio hid in the turret and shouted with the microphone in his hand, and the Grand Lama, who hung on the turret, transmitted his voice to a radius of about 100 meters.

The faces of the subordinates who were originally around Hoffman suddenly changed greatly, this good man does not suffer immediate losses, although Hoffman is indeed a grassroots official appointed by the Iron Brotherhood, but as soon as the other side really fires, his own side is all finished!

In these years, it makes more sense to speak with a big fist.

"One ......, two ......." Julio shouted twice, and most of Hoffman's gang who blocked the door had already fallen to their knees.

This scene made Hoffman angry half to death, and he hunted geese all day long, but was pecked blind by geese. He kicked these men around him a few times, and he really couldn't figure out how the situation could be so reversed in less than an hour?

But no matter how Hoffman kicked, his cronies who knelt down kept moving away from him, for fear that they would be hit as soon as the other side fired. Without waiting for Julio to shout 'three', he himself raised his hands and knelt down with his head in his hands in frustration - flesh and blood can't carry cannonballs!

Seeing this scene, Julio and his crew laughed, and several people patted the newly installed gun barrels on their cars, extremely proud.

The BTR-60 was originally armed with a 100-millimeter caliber anti-tank gun, and now where are any tanks for people to fight? In a low-grade conflict, there is a fear of a large number of unarmored targets, so the reopened Havana military factory was modified with a large amount of Cuban equipment.

The sighting, fire control and communication equipment of the BTR-60 are extremely backward, and after repairs, it has probably been upgraded from the level of the sixties of the last century to the level of the beginning of the twenty-first upgrade. The biggest change was the replacement of an artillery gun - the original 100-mm anti-tank gun was replaced by a short-barreled 152-mm howitzer.

This 152-mm howitzer was modified by sawing the barrel of an old Soviet-made D-20 type 152-mm howitzer. In order to reduce weight and control recoil, a reduced-charge shrapnel was also specially made, and it was not expected that it would be able to hit far anyway, and it was enough to sweep a direct target within 800 meters.

Now in the face of a cannon barrel as big as a human head, Hoffman will not accept softness but also softness. And after he knelt down, a transfer of power within the stronghold was successfully completed. The more than 500 people in the stronghold didn't feel uncomfortable at all. And what happened next was jaw-dropping.

"This is your stronghold's warehouse?" According to Hoffman's subordinates, Zhou Qingfeng soon began to take over control of the entire stronghold. He immediately found the location of the warehouse in the stronghold. This outpost was converted from a former town called Nyumajit, and the stronghold covers an area of more than 30 acres, and a large number of previous buildings are preserved inside.

And when the warehouse door opened, there were at least hundreds of tons of various materials, mainly clothes and food, as well as a lot of weapons. After calculation, Zhou Qingfeng made a lot of money, and he didn't need Havana to provide supplies in a short time.

"There are starving people in your stronghold, but you are guarding so much food and not letting go." Zhou Qingfeng sneered and looked at Hoffman who was escorted over, "Listen to your subordinates, you still plan to swallow my team." ”

In order to get a good publicity effect, Zhou Qingfeng also arranged for hundreds of people in the stronghold to come and see the warehouse together. The mountains of supplies inside the warehouse contrasted sharply with the hungry and cold people outside the warehouse, and for a moment the angry crowd surged up, knocking Hoffman and several of his hardcore lackeys to the ground.

In the fierce shouting and cursing, the beaten Hoffman knew that he could not be spared, so he shouted fiercely: "You dead ghosts, don't think that you will have a good life if you remove me from power." The warehouses are full of Brotherhood of Steel reserves, and sooner or later someone will come to avenge me. You won't live long. ”

Hoffman and his lackeys yelled and cursed before they were beaten to their deaths. Zhou Qingfeng ordered them all to be hung on the boom of the stronghold, and used the misery of a few guys to effectively show his majesty.

"Send the supplies in the warehouse, and let the people in the stronghold go with me, so that they can know the benefits of following me. By the way, boil water in a boiler and let them take a good bath. A sloppy appearance hinders morale, and a neat posture can enhance people's spirit. ”

Zhou Qingfeng walked around several warehouses, and gave benefits to the residents in the stronghold with the kindness of others, so that they could feel the benefits of supporting him. And the materials in the warehouse are all sealed, and they are really the property of the Brotherhood of Steel.

And after being fed and clothed, the residents of the stronghold, who had long been numb, once again felt the hope of a new life. Zhou Qingfeng ordered them to take a bath in the cold winter weather, which made these people feel a strong warmth.

Enclosed rooms were turned into makeshift bathhouses, and large quantities of well water were pumped out of the ground to heat up, and fuel was used for wood near the base. More than 500 people lined up to enter the bathhouse with the new clothes they had been distributed, and the atmosphere of joy and joy was invaluable.

And when the more than 500 residents reappeared, the whole stronghold was a little more alive and energetic, and they did everything possible to express their gratitude and joy to the members of the task force.

Roma, who was in charge of registering these people, walked up to Zhou Qingfeng and reported in a low voice: "Sir, there are 512 people in the entire stronghold, including 472 men and 40 women. All of them were young men between fifteen and thirty-five, and 114 of them could be regarded as technicians. ”

"Send a report to Havana, tell Miss Fox about the situation, and explain that I will plane-send her more than a hundred people here. By the way, let her bring us some large drones, the detection range of the micro drones we use now is too limited. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was organizing the words in his head and making arrangements for the current situation, but at this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the distance.

Bang...... the entire stronghold was suddenly startled. Zhou Qingfeng and Rohm searched for concealment at the same time, and then quickly judged the direction of the gunshots. Zhou Qingfeng even asked sharply on his radio: "What's wrong?" Who's shooting? ”

Several units in a row reported that they had not fired their own shots, but a second gunshot rang out again. This time, Zhou Qingfeng finally recognized the sound of gunfire coming from outside the stronghold.

Enemy attack! (To be continued.) )