"That ......, Lin Sen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI'll call you Lin Sen. In an ordinary bar in Tokyo, Xiao Jinlang led Zhou Qingfeng to meet a mysterious guest, "This is a comrade from the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, and he came specifically for what you promised." ”

Except for Xiao Jinlang, Zhou Qingfeng and none of the mysterious visitors disclosed their true faces. He could see that the other party's face was covered with gelatin, and his voice even changed when he opened his mouth.

After the State Science and Technology Commission gently shook hands with Zhou Qingfeng, he said in a deep voice: "We have received news that you can get confidential information about the US F35 fighter plane and the 'Ford' aircraft carrier, and I have specially come to understand the situation and explain it. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was a little puzzled by this meeting, and he asked rhetorically: "What is there to explain about this?" I'll send you the information in a few days, or I'll get it. ”

I'll send it over in a few days, and you'll go to the supermarket to buy a cabbage!

The comrades of the State Science and Technology Commission were very unhappy, but they said patiently: "For these confidential materials, it can be obtained quickly within a few months, or even within a few years to achieve the goal." As long as something is real, we can afford to wait.

I will mainly explain those aspects that we urgently need now, such as the radar and communication system of the F35 combat power, and this information will help us understand the performance of this main fighter of the United States imperialism,......。 ”

"Wait, I'm grateful that you've been able to do me a lot of help this time. I don't know much about the technical side of things, though. But since you're interested in radar, how about I send you a radar for the F35C in a few days? That's my reward for you. ”

After Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left without nonsense. It's not that he doesn't respect the other party, but he really can't communicate with the other party, and he doesn't understand a lot of things the other party says.

Brag unblushingly!

The people of the State Science and Technology Commission had such four words in their hearts, and he glanced at Xiao Jinlang as the intermediary, his eyes were full of suspicion. Because Zhou Qingfeng's secret level is quite high, the number of people who know his deeds is extremely limited, let alone know others.

Xiao Jinlang also smiled bitterly, and could only comfort his own people: "I'll talk about it in a few days, this person has always had such a temper, but the feasibility of his words is still quite high." ”

"I don't believe he can really get me a physical entity of the F35C's radar? The Americans have made great efforts to protect their national defense secrets. If this can be done casually, the US Secretary of Defense can resign. Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's words, the people of the State Science and Technology Commission did not believe it at all.

But Xiao Jinlang thought about it for himself, it seemed that Zhou Qingfeng really casually got the American's confidential communication plane and stuffed it into the helicopter he was on.

And Zhou Qingfeng came out of the meeting place, and he was already light. He escaped the intelligence officers who were following him and went to the freighter's safe house in the port, and headed to the wasteland with the leftovers that the Nitta team delivered every day.

The location where Zhou Qingfeng appeared was the cargo warehouse of the cruise laboratory. There was a huge space here, and there was originally a large pile of corpses fed mutants. Now the bodies were all cleared out, and they were stuffed with more than a hundred vats that he had brought.

At the door of the warehouse, it was Caterina who was in charge of the door. In Hanniu's opinion, Zhou Qingfeng was just a momentary back and forth, and there were more than ten tons of food in the empty warehouse. She walked over to a large vat and asked with a frown, "Where's my lunch?" ”

"The blue vats are the most numerous, but the lowest quality. Yellow is the middle level, red is the best, and I specifically ordered that food that has not been touched at all be packaged separately. Zhou Qingfeng walked to a big red vat, opened the lid of the bucket and took out a box of chicken legs, "Eat it quickly while it's not frozen." ”

The nuclear winter of the wasteland is slowly rising, but the temperature in the cargo hold is still below zero, and the food will be frozen in minutes. Caterina quickly nibbled on half of the roast chicken, and the remaining half was hard enough to kill.

"Well, I'll have to get a stove to heat it up. I don't have the tough teeth and strong biting muscles of mutants. Caterina sighed and dropped half of the chicken. The only ones who can directly deal with frozen food are mutants who are cold and cold.

Zhou Qingfeng got a trailer and pushed two buckets of blue lowest-grade food out, and it was his task to deliver food to mutants every day. When asked where the food came from, he always said it came from a shelter outside the city.

With the exception of Marcos, the mutants on the cruise ship have been held in separate rows of crew quarters. These huge guys ate and slept every day, and felt like they were living a good life as a manure machine.

As long as they have a full stomach, mutants don't make trouble. They had been held for three or four days, and they had been quiet all the time, only crowding to the door of the cabin when Zhou Qingfeng was delivering food.

"Thank you, Legion Commander." Mutants grab large chunks of frozen food directly from plastic vats, and they eat more than a dozen kilograms of food in a single meal, and their digestive systems are powerful.

"Captain Hugo, may I make a request?" A mutant asked.

"You say." Wearing a 'mechanical exoskeleton', Zhou Qingfeng was not afraid to face these powerful warriors.

"We asked Marcose if he could win your trust by working against Colonel Piano. We can see that you can feed us. And we are not afraid of death, we are not afraid of fighting, and we want to earn your trust. ”

After eating a full meal for several days in a row, the most unruly mutants also felt that Zhou Qingfeng was really interesting. In order to continue to feed their stomachs, they didn't want to go back to Colonel Piano at all, they wanted to do it with Zhou Qingfeng.

"We can also take the initiative to trouble Colonel Piano, kill a few of his people, sabotage its vital facilities, disrupt its plans, we can do all these things. My name is Patch, and I'd love to follow in your lead. Said the mutant who took the initiative to speak.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly, but he didn't immediately agree to anything, "I will consider your request, I think you all have the opportunity to fight for me like Marcose." But bear with me now, and let me finish my current work. ”

"Thank you, thank you for listening to me. Life is good for us right now, and we're happy to endure it. "Mutant Patch obediently retreated back to his cabin, very honest.

After distributing the food, Zhou Qingfeng found Ma Keshi as a guard and asked, "I said stupid big man, do you think we should do something?" ”

In the past few days, the Baltimore Squad has been harassing the city, and Zhang Hong is driving his T-62A around to make trouble, disrupting several of Colonel Piano's assembly operations. However, there are various indications that the mutants in the city are about to launch a large-scale attack on the Granite Vault.

Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's question, the two-meter-three-tall Marco said without hesitation: "Go beat them up and make up those sons of bitches." I can lead the team to sneak in, the mutants on the ship are willing to do it with me, and we can teach that Piano a hard lesson. ”

"I'd like to give you a mission, but I'm not going to do it hard." Zhou Qingfeng already had a plan in his heart. (To be continued.) )