Richard's wife drove and took the family near the Miami City Hall. Although the market has stabilized a lot, the streets are still depressed. There are many Cuban military and police who block the roads and must rely on special passes to pass.

Miami is no better than Manhattan, New York. High-rise buildings are rarely seen here, and single-family houses are seen on the streets. Sitting in the back seat, his son Silva looked a little curiously at the tramp running fast on the street and asked, "Dad, why do those people run around like this?"

Richard was wearing a black eye patch and his hands were fixed by splints and gauze. He tilted his head and said in a deep voice, "I don't know why they ran this way, but if we can't complete the task that Mr. Hugo explained, we will run around like these people right away."

Young Silva pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "I would rather work for Mr. Hugo than run around like these people."

Richard is a Colombian, Hispanic, and has extensive experience in low-intensity fighting. After Zhou Qingfeng recognized his ability, he was promoted directly to the commander of an action group.

"Our task is to block the city hall and protect Mr. Hugo from the city hall when necessary." Richard didn't quite understand what the mission meant, but in the past few days, he could already feel the 'Aurora Corps' right Cubans entangled in Miami are full of malice.

A total of fifteen people from Richard's operation team drove six cars to a ten-story building opposite the town hall. In the building's parking lot, several Cuban guards looked suspiciously at the large boxes they dragged out and asked, "What are you doing?"

"We are setting up a rooftop lookout point." Richard has a formal passport and identity document in his hand, which are all real goods brought by Mr. McGrady, the attendant placed next to Chairman Carnell.

After the Cuban guards verified the serial number and photo on the pass and identity document by radio, they waved and let Richard and others enter the building.

Richard and others ascended from the freight elevator all the way to the top of the eighteenth floor of the building. He told his wife, "Notify Mr. Raymond that Team 7 has reached the target location and is preparing to deploy positions."

After the notice was completed, Richard continued to order from his opponent: "Control the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth floors of the building and set up the anti-infantry mines and explosives we brought. Take all the boxes apart, and this top floor is what we will receive. Downcoming combat positions. Be sure to arrange them. "

The box brought by Group 7 contained an M252, 81-mm mortar and artillery shells. This gun was obtained from the Cubans, and its power was not small.

Richard carried the large gun bag of m107a2. His wife helped unload the gun bag and opened it. The family of three was busy setting up a direct sniper position on the rooftop.

"Can I kill that bad old man named Jose?" Silva asked. Richard patted his son's shoulder with his splint and said, "You can kill him as long as Mr. Hugo allows it."

There are more than twenty action teams like Richard, who are busy scrambling around the entire city of Miami to carry out covert sabotage operations according to the planned plan. At the moment, Zhou Qingfeng, who is in charge of these sabotage plans, is listening to his deputy Raymond's report.

"By buying through the Cubans on the ground floor, we have privately loaded about thirty ships and personnel, of which nearly 20,000 people. Just waiting for your order, they will immediately rush out of the port of Miami."

"Miss Fox's operation in Newport News was also smooth. She got more than a dozen large ships full of supplies, but the number of people was small, only less than 3,000 people. She said that in Newport News Social stability, people are reluctant to follow her. "

"There are about 370 aircraft of various types over the airport, including more than 100 large passenger planes. We have prepared sufficient crew at the airport, and these aircraft have tried everything to fill up the fuel and fill all Kind of material we can collect. "

"Just relative to the port, the airport's guards are extremely tight. There is a Cuban **** brigade with more than 3,000 people, well-equipped and well-organized. The commander of the garrison is extremely stubborn, and we were unable to buy the one named Tuval Guy. "

Raymond's report was quite lengthy, with little detail, and Zhou Qingfeng was a little surprised. The countdown of the nuclear bomb washing in his eyes was less than two days old. Soon the world will be truly destroyed.

And after the nuclear bomb, chemical and biological weapons will come one after another. Fortunately, highly toxic chemical weapons often dissolve naturally after a certain period of time. Bioweapons, especially genetic weapons as a subspecies of bioweapons, are more terrifying than nuclear bombs.

"Mr. Hugo, Mr. Hugo, ..." Raymond watched Zhou Qingfeng having a snack and was forced to shout, "After the report is finished, our plan is going smoothly. But please forgive me if we If we stay longer, the gains will be even greater, and we can even occupy the entire state of Florida. "

Zhou Qingfeng's mouth twitched as a smile, and before he explained, Irene walked in from the outside and said, "Victor, there is an old man named Santos who insists on seeing you. He says you don't see him and he will treat you Conspiracy told everyone. "

"Santos?" When Zhou Qingfeng frowned as Old Santos came in from the door, he remembered that this was the former Nassau master. "Old man, are you running to death?"

At the moment Santos was old, sloppy, with a smirk on his face. He got together and whispered to Zhou Qingfeng with a sense of madness and coldness: "Mr. Hugo, I'm here to make a deal with you. I've noticed your attempt to deal with the 'committee'. If I want to keep silent, it's best to promise me some small requests. "

Zhou Qingfeng sat on the backrest sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, raising his eyebrows, and looked up at Raymond beside him. Raymond immediately gave out a cold sweat and said in a hurry: "I'll check to see where the leak is?"

"No, there is no need to check." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, and he looked at the old Santos again. "Why waste time, just listen to this old man."

Old Santos sneered and said, "I have to marvel at the capabilities of your 'Aurora Corps', and within a few days it has corroded the holes in the 'Committee'.

I know that you have controlled the port and accumulated a lot of supplies. There are also people at the airport. Road traffic is under your control. The entire situation of the 'Committee' is in your hands, and you must have a spy beside Chairman Carnell.

From the analysis of the prepared situation, your hands-on time should be in these two days. I bet you must be in collusion with the 'Increte'. Maybe the 'Aurora Corps' is simply a subordinate organization of the 'Increte'. You have deceived everyone, but you cannot hide from me!

Now I ask you, Victor Hugo, to give me something good right away. I want to regain control of power ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Master the army, control the territory, and I want you to return everything I have lost! "

The old man grew more and more excited, and by the last few words he was already snarling. Raymond was shocked immediately, and he wanted to control the old Santos with a gun. But the old man laughed again: "Don't think that killing me can hide all this. If I can't leave safely within an hour, my companion will immediately report you to Chairman Carnell.

A little frustrated? I see that your faces are a bit unnatural. At the last moment of the operation, I was seen through by this little humble person. The exhausting layout will be completely missed, and the Cuban military and police in Miami will come to arrest you.

And now I give you a chance to please me. You can only make up for it by courting it. Think about it. Your time is running out. Hahaha ...! "

Santos's mood was unstable, and he apparently lost his mind between inferiority and arrogance. Raymond hurriedly looked at Zhou Qingfeng, and according to his idea, at present, he has to keep the old man in front of him a little bit mad, and he can't let the Cubans in Miami turn their faces to deal with them.

Zhou Qingfeng just smiled, shrugged easily, and said, "Old Santos, you are rare and savvy. But it doesn't take an hour to think about it, I can say my answer now."

"Agree or not?" Old Santos was full of hope and nervousness immediately. His eyes were wide, his throat was dry, and his heartbeat soared. He dreamed of becoming the power of the high society again. Now see Zhou Qingfeng's reply.

But a bang shot killed all hope and tension.