Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1011: Vegetables

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Late night, Alfred. Marshall's office is still lit. The head of the military intelligence bureau is doing the final job at hand. Calm, calm and responsible, his ability is appreciated and supported by Zhou Qingfeng's.

However, Marshall is currently writing a resignation. He was originally the head of Enclave ’s military advisory mission in Cuba to assist Diego ’s forces. After Zhou Qingfeng captured Havana, he captured the entire advisory group. As the leader, he not only saved his life but was also asked to form a military intelligence bureau.

Let the captives do the most confidential thing, which was also the helplessness of the Zhou Qingfeng when he arrived in Cuba. Fortunately, he did not miss the wrong person. Alfred. Marshall's work in more than half a year has achieved outstanding results, ensuring the stability and purity of the army.

But Mr. Marshall is still leaving. He had agreed with Zhou Qingfeng to return to Enclave at the right time. Because his wife, children and family are still waiting, he can't give up. He even stated that he was only doing his duty and could not keep secrets for the legion when he returned.

"Maybe I will be arrested when I return to Enclave, and then ask for all the secrets about Aurora Legion." Marshall thought so. But he was helpless and still had to write his resignation. Because for him, family is very important.

Due to the particularity of intelligence agencies, Marshall has known many secrets in Havana for more than half a year. Except for some particularly secret things in the Ministry of the Interior and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as well as certain tasks of the head of the regiment Mutant, there is no other information he does not know.

In this case, Marshall was deeply shocked by the development of the army after the occupation of Havana. An empire built from scratch, the ambition of all the builders, the vitality of the entire society, and even its reckless and fearless coexistence are deeply intoxicating.

Marshall really likes to stay in the Legion. He can feel from the various data reports that the Legion is making new achievements every day and expanding his strength every minute and every second.

Think of the fact that the Legion had just occupied a few thousand key personnel when they occupied Hawa, and now it includes the entire population of Cuba, and it is still absorbing refugees from outside. Sooner or later, it will become a great country. ↑ △ Small ↓ △ ..m】

"It's a pity that I can't always accompany the growth of this empire. This is really sad." Marshall thought about fleeing after he was captured, but the coldness of the nuclear winter cut off the possibility of a single escape. When he became the director of the intelligence bureau, his thoughts of running away soon faded.

Explore a wilderness and discover the hidden treasures in it. This is an obsession. however…….

After writing his resignation on the table, Marshall walked out of the building of the Military Intelligence Agency with a simple suitcase. The news that he was leaving was known to everyone, and everyone in the intelligence bureau building silently walked out to see him off.

"Everyone, I am very happy to have received your trust and service for more than half a year. I am deeply grateful. Although I am leaving today, I will definitely miss my time with you in the future." Marshall carrying a suitcase Slightly bowed his head to pay tribute to everyone, and finally solemnly said goodbye.

All senior officers of the entire Military Intelligence Agency were recruited by Marshall, and he established the rules, regulations and responsibility culture of the entire organization. He made all the early action plans, and also impressed his style and charm here, and it will be spread for a long time.

Marshall's departure has been acquiesced by Zhou Qingfeng's. When he walked out of the intelligence bureau building, he saw Ms. Nancy, one of the two ladies beside the head of the regiment, coming to see him off specially.

"Victor said that if he comes, he can't help but force you to stay, because he can't find someone to replace you." Nancy laughed.

Marshall also laughed: "I am very honored to receive such approval from the commander of the legion. Please believe me. I have an indescribable worship of the commander of the legion. The career he created is almost miracle in my opinion. Therefore ..., I am very sorry for my departure. "

Laughing to the end, Marshall almost choked out. His achievements in the past six months are the real glory of his life, but now he still bows his head in a departing car. Nancy also waved goodbye after giving a small gift.

In the car, Marshall opened the gift box, which contained a large uncut diamond. He knew at a glance that this should have been sent by an African messenger a few days ago, and if it could be made into jewelry it would be worth a lot of money.

And there is a note in the box that says, ‘Give it to Alfred. Marshall, your abilities and conduct are as simple and rare as this natural diamond. ’

With such an evaluation, Marshall almost burst into tears, and people in their tens of years kept crying. In his view, Victor Hugo is one of the few heroes in the world, and he can be so evaluated by those who admire and admire him.

The car will go to the airport. Havana has established a direct flight with Houston. Both sides have regular flights. While halfway along the road, the driver suddenly braked and even wanted to defend.

"What happened?"

"Someone is blocking the way."

In the light of the car, a skinny old man appeared in front of the car. The other party smiled and ran up and knocked on the car window, shouting: "Mr. Marshall, I am Dave of the Enclave Department of Commerce. I learned that you are going to return to Houston, hoping to catch a good flight. After all, we will be colleagues in the future."

Marshall frowned straight when he saw this old Jewish man in a white hat. But he really can't refuse, he can only let the other party get in the car.

"Ah? Your car is really comfortable!" Dave is familiar with himself. After sitting in the car, he said a few words and said: "Mr. Marshall, you have left Aurora Legion. I can be a colleague. Ask some questions? "

The coming general meeting, Marshall is ready. He nodded and said, "You ask."

"I have repeatedly submitted personal requests to issue banknotes for the Legion. Does Commander Hugo know about this?" Dave couldn't stand it, and he could not directly find the top of the Legion. He could only intercept Marshall halfway to try to solve it. Be confused.

"You just stopped my car for this problem?" Marshall said.

"Yes." Dave pleaded with fists: "I have this problem, please tell me the details. I have been confused for this for a long time."

Marshall's nose is all smoke, and I thought: I know a lot of secrets in the legion, so you come to ask this is irrelevant?

"The Legion Chief saw your application. I remember he smiled and said,‘ I ’m actually not opposed to issuing paper money. How do I trust a Jew who works for Enclave? ’” Marshall gave the answer with a straight face.

"Just this?" Dave did not expect that things would be so simple, "The regimental commander didn't refuse, he just didn't trust me enough, did he?"

“Yes, the Legion ’s gold reserves are far from enough to be used for coining. The senior officials have long planned to issue paper money. It ’s just that the Legion ca n’t find a trusted financial expert at the moment.” Marshall called and stopped, “Okay , You can get away. I do n’t want you to take a ride. "

Dave didn't think of getting off the train, but gratefully laughed. Knowing the crux of the problem, does he know how to solve the problem of not trust? To put it simply, it's a petition. Capital has no borders, and Judah does not need the motherland.

Move away the annoying Dave, Marshall hurriedly boarded the night flight and flew to the Enclave capital Houston a few hours later. After getting off the plane, he thought that there would be a big ticket to **** him with a cold air, but in fact the airport was so deserted that no one came to pick him up.

"What's the matter?" Marshall was originally a member of the Enclave Ministry of Defense, a military advisory group based in Diego a year ago, and then captured and dramaticly became the enemy's Director of Military Intelligence. "Anyway, I also held a key position in the enemy camp, and I have notified the information to be returned."

Accustomed to the hustle and bustle of Havana, the deserted Houston made Marshall very uncomfortable. He walked out of the airport bluntly, only to find that he couldn't even call a car or get on anyone.

"It's a hell." Marshall had to carry his suitcase to the airport management staff to find a way to call his original superior. After a few hours, there was a grudge young young officer coming to pick he.

"Mr. Marshall, wouldn't you pick a suitable time to come back? This midnight is not normal working time." The picking officer was impatient and yawned while driving. Judging from the crooked dress and lazy posture, the ghost knew how he got into the Ministry of Defense.

Damn it!

Marshall scolded in his heart. In Havana, Aurora Legion is trying his best to regularize his army and work hard to improve the quality of his officers and army. The commander-in-chief is extremely strict with the soldiers. He is always ready to fight.

But back to Houston, Marshall found that a waste young man in his early twenties was actually holding the rank of major in the Department of Defense. If this happens in Havana, the commander of the Hugo Army will be furious.

"It seems that the Ministry of Defence has forgotten me." Marshall complained in a low voice. When he was cold, he fell into a trough and was simply ignored.

"Ha Ha Ha ..., Mr. Marshall, your grievances are really ridiculous. Do you have a background? Do you have a backstage? Do you have a future? Forgive me, you are just a demotion and you will be thrown to Mexico Reserve senior officers, do n’t take yourself too high. "

The sarcasm of the little officer made Marshall angry. He couldn't help saying: "I have been the director of the intelligence bureau in Aurora Legion for more than half a year, I know ..."

I was interrupted before I finished speaking. The little officer shrugged indifferently and raised his fingers to shake: "Trust me, nobody cares about your experience in Cuba now. A lot has happened in Houston in the past six months, we The impression of the southern island has changed.

Do you know what we call the head of the Broken Legion now? Cai Lao! Ha Ha Ha ..., vegetable guy! "

Marshall's angry face turned blue when he heard such contempt. He really wanted to shout loudly: "You think of the heroic Victor Hugo as a" cai guy "? You will look down on him like this, and sooner or later you will pay the price!".