As night fell, Boryspil Airport gradually calmed down.
The day-to-day disputes dissipated, and the forces of the public knowledge faction kicked the iron plate. The Qing suppression team, composed of more than 1,000 troops, failed to capture the airport black market guarded by only five or six hundred mercenaries.
About a hundred people were killed or injured in the battle, most of which were caused by a surprise attack by the Ermao military and police. The public knowledge faction in Kiev wanted to capture the merchants in the black market for a sum of money, but forced the latter to resist desperately.
If Zhou Qingfeng were to be replaced, I'm afraid it would be to encircle the three faults and leave the road to stay alive, and beat the desperadoes at the airport as early as crying father and mother. And now, he is standing on the fifth floor of the terminal with the skylight opened, looking down at the entire airport.
Since the beginning of 1992, Boryspil Airport has played an extremely important role as a trade hub in the hands of the'Holy Light'.
Short-selling goods shipped by air from China can always find buyers in this black market, and Ermao's rich heritage inherited from the alliance has also been continuously shipped back to China.
As the black market provides convenient logistics and financial services, the cost of commercial transactions is low, attracting a large number of black market merchants to gather here to exchange their needs. But in about half a year of operation, the conflict of interests cannot be controlled.
After the daytime fighting, the airport suffered considerable damage and had to be closed for two or three months for rest. Marcos also needs to clean up Kiev again and replace him with a higher position.
It is conceivable that tonight will be a bloody revenge. Zhou Qingfeng doesn't want to know what kind of contradictions have occurred. The black market is not a place to make sense. It is enough to solve the people who create the contradictions.
However, the airport was closed, and the native chickens closed the Bosphorus Strait to the "Holy Light", and large cargo ships could not enter the Black Sea to call at the port of Odessa. The group's freight efficiency has been greatly reduced, and it is estimated that it will lose most of the profits of Ermao.
"It's a headache."
Zhou Qingfeng stood in the dark, not sure what to do next? Behind him sounded the tapping of high-heeled shoes, and a soft Russian female voice said softly: "Your Excellency, what you want to know has been answered."
The light scent of powder closes, it is a dozen or so subordinates who are stubbornly resisting with Marcos, a beautiful hairy girl in her twenties, and a swallow cultivated by the KGB.
It is a normal reaction to be attacked by the known faction and fight to the death. After a dismal victory, the pressure disappeared, and everyone had to think about the future when they calm down. The situation is likely to change.
Zhou Qingfeng needed to re-establish his prestige and used some small means to deter him on the spot. Otherwise, the hearts of the people are scattered, and the team may fall apart immediately.
However, Zhou Qingfeng's methods were too shocking to the world, and the supernatural power did gather the team, but it also caused some trouble. He could feel the gentle body pressed against him, throwing his arms into his arms.
"If you don't stop, I can wash away your memory and turn you into a carefree ordinary person." Zhou Qingfeng said in deterrence.
The nephrite-like body is like an octopus, wanting to move further. But Sister Mao stopped and asked, "Your Excellency, what kind of service do you want? I'm willing to do it."
The attitude of giving and asking for anything, the glamorous face, the rugged body, it is difficult for a man to resist. But when Mao Mei still wants to fight for it, she feels like her brain is stuck in a steel needle. She screamed in the tingling pain and took two steps back.
Zhou Qingfeng turned around and asked indifferently: "If I want to please me, I will work hard. I have always been generous to my own people, and you will get what you want. Let's be honest, what's the situation at the Nikolayev Shipyard? kind?"
Mei Mao held her head and stood up straight again. She is dressed in thin clothes, similar to the cloth dress of the Two-dimensional Fighting Ji, and is full of extravagant aura. Obviously, she wants to use the most primitive means to get to the top.
Ma Ke Shiyuan himself was seriously injured, but when he walked out of the office, he looked like a human being. Most of the wounded who had fallen to the ground were also saved and escaped the call of death. This is a miracle.
In contrast, the courage and courage to fly from the sky on the Il-76 is not worth mentioning. It has also become a matter of course that one person defeats the offensive of the public knowledge faction.
Marcos went to the city of Kiev and believed that the sky would definitely change after one night, like the clouds and the rain.
No one can refuse the temptation of supernatural powers. For the vague and mysterious figure in the dark, Mei Mao responded with great desire and fanatical exploration.
Unfortunately, Zhou Qingfeng refused.
Mei Mao was disappointed. She took a deep breath and whispered: "The Nikolaev Shipyard currently has two aircraft carriers, a nuclear-powered Ulyanovsk. But the shipyard has signed an agreement with the Americans, and this ship is being tear down.
There is also a "Varyag", currently there are two British and American companies interested in it, but the price is not agreeable. The shipyard is asking for one hundred million dollars, and no one is willing to pay for it. "
Something in history still happened.
Zhou Qingfeng had little interest in the Ulyanovsk. Only one-third of the aircraft carrier was built. To complete it, the entire alliance’s military system would be required, which is completely impossible.
The Varyag has completed nearly 70% of the engineering volume, and the hull is complete, that is, the power system and combat system are still lacking.
Mao Mei continued: "The previous group's Director Ma Qianshan took time to go to the shipyard, and I followed as an escort. The'Varyag' was shut down in November last year, but the current state is not bad.
As for the shipyard, it should be possible to keep prices down. They are really short of money. It’s just that it’s very difficult to completely rebuild. At most, it is to supplement the power system. "
There will be no need for Mao’s combat system in the country, and it will have to be re-modified when shipped back, but the power system is still required. Although it can be made up if it is towed back to the country, if the Nikolaev shipyard can be completed, a lot of things can be saved.
The biggest dilemma is the interception of native chickens.
Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly asked, "How is the military strength of the native chicken?"
"It's very strong in the Middle East."
Mao Mei said, "Its air force is now equipped with the most advanced F-16C/D fighter jets, and the Americans generously gave the production line. The army has the Leopard 1 tank exported from Germany. Only the navy is weaker, but the number of ships is not enough. less."
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly sighed, "F-16C/D, a generation of famous aircraft. Its AN/APG-68 radar system is not bad, compact and efficient, and stronger than Su-27.
There is also a general-purpose F-110 turbofan engine, tusk tusk.... The F-14D also uses this series of engines. The combat effectiveness has greatly increased. Even if you don't use it for the "Tomcat", you don't dare to think about it, you don't dare to think about it!
And the'Leopard 1'tank is also a classic. The German power system is really good, really good. If it can be removed and used for 59... Well, how could 59 have such a good life.
As for the native chicken navy, it is also a NATO member state at any rate, and there must be something good too. Can't let it go, can't let it go. "
Uncle Zhou has been smashing his mouth, as if a delicious ghost meets gourmet food, and he has already wondered how to do it in his heart. The Mao Mei next to her was dazed by his weird appearance, thinking that this powerful president was really quirky.
After conjecturing for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng returned to normal. He rushed to Mei Mei: "Contact the Nikolaev Shipyard, the'Holy Light' is willing to spend 50 million US dollars on the'Varyag', but the power system must be given. Install it.
In addition, think of a way, I want to take a trip to the local chickens. Isn't it a romantic local chicken? I believe they will not refuse a enthusiastic customer like me. "