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David. Lawrence placed his lair in the building of Stanton College of the State University of New York, the ruler of New York and its hundreds of kilometers of territory and inhabitants looking out through his office window at the depressed city.

There are many people and vehicles on the market, but the decay is reflected in the dilapidated buildings and dead vegetation. Lawrence's office was filled with heart-pounding tension, with more than a dozen of the top executives of the fraternity standing at their desks, silent.

Lawrence held several photographs in his hand, public shots of the city's streetscapes by liaison officers sent to Havana. There are even more military, police and security personnel on the streets of Havana than in New York, but the expressions of the pedestrians on the road are colorful.

Happy, anxious, relaxed, irritated, calm, curious, not everyone who lives in Havana is doing well, but there is no doubt where ordinary people are more energetic. And the average person in New York often doesn't know what the future holds for them. Mostly at a loss.

Hmph...... Davy. Lawrence made an unhappy sound from his nostrils, but looked back at his subordinates at his desk and asked coldly, "Is the report finished?" ”

A beautiful female assistant held the folder in her hand and nodded slightly, "Yes, Commander Lawrence, the report has been read." ”

David. Lawrence's gaze continued to scan, and his tone changed to ask his subordinates with a bit of anger, "After listening to the report, what do you think?" ”

Feelings? Bullshit impressions. We only have horror now, and you still made it, boss.

More than a dozen high-ranking officials of the Brotherhood who are under one person and above 10,000 people are all bitter. But each of them had a word ready in their hearts.

"There was an error in our assessment of the enemy's strength."

"The enemy is destroying the tacit understanding of peaceful coexistence, and this is a shameless betrayal."

"This is a serious provocation to our organization, which must be fought back, ferociously. We need to carry out a transoceanic disciplinary operation. ”

For the eloquent statement of a bunch of people under his hands, David. Lawrence laughed and said, "Good, really good." ”

Waiting for a dozen or so important subordinates to show some smiles on their faces, David. Lawrence's expression changed, "But I'm not complimenting you, I'm praising Victor. Hugo. I would also like to commend his subordinates for their teamwork skills, organization and discipline.

It was only after reading a series of reports submitted by you that I learned that the Aurora Army had sent more than 50 medium-sized freighters and hundreds of small yachts, and mobilized tens of thousands of seafarers, to deliver more than 100,000 tons of supplies to the Washington area in the past month.

More than 100,000 tons, which was a small figure in the past, but now it is an astonishing capacity for transportation and coordination. You also told me that most of the more than 100,000 tons of supplies are nutritious protein powder.

And according to your investigation, these so-called 'protein powders' should be Victor. Maggots farmed on a large scale by Hugo are ground after being air-dried. It's just these ridiculously powdered foods that have won the hearts and minds of hundreds of thousands of people around Washington, D.C.

Maggots, it's maggots, I really didn't expect Victor. Hugo was so imaginative. But for a large number of people who are dying of starvation, giving them a bite to eat is enough for them to do anything.

The essence of these hundreds of thousands of people was easily collected by the 'Aurora Army', and many cities were also looted under the impetus of these maggot powder, and more than 100,000 people expressed their deep gratitude to the 'Aurora Army' because of these foods. That's what you told me.

In addition to these benefits that should belong to us but were robbed by others, the important management planners of our own organization have also been snatched away. Yes, the enemy was so bold as to attack us directly.

Mcgrady. Boole, do you know how important this guy is to us? I finally found a person who knew about industrial planning, material research, and energy distribution and distribution, but I was lost because of an extremely ridiculous incident.

This time, you initially said that Simon of New Jersey planned it, and it wasn't until the pursuers were finally driven back by transport planes that you said that it might have been the work of the Aurora Legion. It's ridiculous!

You know? When I heard you say these things, my heart is filled with great shame. I can imagine Victor. Hugo was laughing when he heard the news. Yes, this old adversary of mine must be smiling happily, while I have to endure unbearable defeat.

Looking at the suggestions you have given me, some people say that the 'Aurora Army' should be condemned by public opinion, some people say that the army should be directly sent to attack the enemy forces in Washington, and some people say that there should be a long-range strike against Havana. What you guys think is amazing!

You're all thinking well, but can anyone tell me, Victor. Where did Hugo get more than 100,000 tons of protein powder? Even if it is raised by raising maggots, how is such a huge amount of maggots raised?

Investigators say feces and food waste are used, but how can Havana's half a million people who are still in food rationing have such a huge amount of waste and food waste? Can they make these things without eating or drinking?

And a month-long long transport, where does the consumed oil come from? Didn't you estimate that the Aurora Army's refinery capacity was simply insufficient?

So where does the fuel consumption of tens of thousands of tons come from? This fuel is extremely valuable to us, and our refinery capacity was just over 50,000 tonnes last month, and the fuel supply is still extremely tight. And the 'Aurora Army' stays in that poor place in Cuba, how did they do it?

You only tell me that the enemy is strong, but you can't tell me why the enemy is strong? Do you know that this makes me very passive...... makes me very passive! ”

David. Lawrence's last sentence was to roar out with all his strength, and the loud volume made the glass of the room hum, and the men closest to him turned pale because of it. This commander is usually gentle and elegant, but once he is angry, he is not inferior to Zhou Qingfeng in any way as fierce and brutal.

No one dares to talk casually anymore. Lawrence's question was not thought of by everyone present, but there was really no answer. No one can figure out Victor. How did Hugo get all this food and fuel?

Now the world is slowly degrading, and the capacity to produce is back to the point of meeting the basic survival needs of human beings, one is food, and the other is power. The Brotherhood of Steel itself could not meet the needs of its inhabitants in both areas, but the Aurora Legion did.

Davy, who couldn't get any answers. Lawrence gradually suppressed the anger in his heart, after all, anger could not change anything, he was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, "When will our fleet be ready?" (To be continued.) )