Chapter 1011: Veggie

Late at night, Alfred Marshall's office remained lit. The head of the military intelligence agency is doing the final work at hand. Calm, calm and responsible, his ability was appreciated and supported by Zhou Qingfeng.
However, Marshall is now writing a resignation. He was originally the head of the military advisory group Enclave sent to Cuba to assist the Diego force. After the capture of Havana, Zhou Qingfeng captured the entire advisory group. As the commander, he not only saved his life, but also was asked to set up a military intelligence bureau.
Letting the prisoners do the most confidential things was also helpless after Zhou Qingfeng arrived in Cuba. Fortunately, he read the right person. Alfred Marshall's work was effective for more than half a year, ensuring stability and purity within the legion.
However, Mr. Marshall still had to leave. He had agreed with Zhou Qingfeng to return to Enclave at an appropriate time. Because his wife, children and family were still waiting, he could not give up. He even said that he was only doing his due diligence and could not keep secrets for the Legion when he returned.
"Perhaps I will be arrested when I return to Inkley, and ask for all the secrets about the Aurora Corps." Marshall thought. But he was helpless and still had to write down his resignation. Because for him, family matters.
Because of the special nature of the intelligence agencies, Marshall has known a lot of secrets in more than half a year in Havana. Except for some special secrets of the Ministry of the Interior and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and some of the work of the Corps Chief Mutant Guard, there is no information he does not know.
Under these circumstances, Marshall was deeply shocked by the development of the army after the occupation of Havana. An empire built from scratch, the pride 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 every minute is expanding his strength.
Consider that the Legion had just a few thousand key personnel at the time of the occupation of Havana. Now it includes the entire remaining population of Cuba and is still absorbing refugees from outside. Sooner or later it can become a great country on the hegemony side.
"It's a pity that I can't keep growing with this empire. This is really sad." Marshall thought about fleeing after being captured, but the cold of the nuclear winter at that time cut off the possibility of a single escape. When he became the director of the intelligence service, the idea of ​​running away quickly faded.
It's fascinating to open up a wilderness and discover hidden treasures. however…….
Writing his resignation on the table, Marshall walked out of the Military Intelligence Agency building with a simple suitcase, extremely simple. The news of his departure was well known, and everyone in the intelligence building stepped out to see him off.
"Everyone, I am glad that I 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 the time with you in the future." Marshall, carrying the suitcase, bowed his head slightly. Everyone paid tribute, and finally solemnly said "Goodbye".
All senior officers of the entire military intelligence agency were recruited by Marshall, and the rules and responsibility culture of the entire agency was also built by him. He developed all the early action plans, and also deeply imprinted his style and charm here, which will be passed on for a long time.
Marshall's departure has been acquiesced by Zhou Qingfeng. When he stepped out of the intelligence building, he saw Ms. Nancy, one of the two ladies beside the head of the army, came to see him off.
"Victor said that if he comes, he can't help but forcibly leave you because he can't find anyone to replace you." Nancy laughed.
Marshall also laughed: "I am deeply honored to receive such praise from the Chief of the Legion. Please believe me, I have an indescribable worship of the Chief of the Legion. The cause he created is almost a miracle in my opinion. Therefore ... , I am deeply sorry for my departure. "
Laughing to the end, Marshall nearly choked. His achievements in the past six months are his true glory, but now he still bows his head into a departing car. Nancy waved goodbye after giving a small gift.
Inside the car, Marshall opened the gift box, which contained a large rough diamond that had not been polished. 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 inside the box is a note that says, ‘Give it to Alfred Marshall. Your ability and character are as simple and rare as this natural diamond. ’
To get such an evaluation, Marshall even burst into tears, and people in their decades still shed tears. In his opinion, Victor Hugo is one of the few heroes in the world. Those who can be admired and admired by him like this have no other choice.
The car will go to the airport. Havana has established direct flights with Houston. Both sides have regular flights. On the way, the driver suddenly braked, and even pulled his gun to defend.
"What happened?"
"Someone stopped."
Under the headlights, a skinny old man appeared in front of the car. The other person laughed and ran up and knocked on the window and shouted, "Mr. Marshall, I'm Dave from the Inkley Department of Commerce. I learned that you are going back to Houston, hoping to take a downwind flight. After all, we are colleagues.
Seeing this old Jew in a white hat, Marshall frowned. But he really couldn't refuse, only let the other party get on the car.
"Ah? How comfortable is your car!" Dave was familiar with it. After sitting in the car, he asked with a few words of humor: "Mr. Marshall, you have already left the Aurora Corps. I can ask as a colleague. Question? "
The general meeting is here, and Marshall is ready. He nodded and said, "You ask."
"I have repeatedly submitted a request for the issue of banknotes for the Legion. Do the Hugo Commanders know about it?" Dave couldn't bear it, and couldn't find a senior legionnaire directly. He could only stop Marshall in an attempt to solve the confusion.
"You just stopped my car for this problem?" Marshall said.
"Yes," Dave begged with a fist, "I'm on this issue, please tell me the details. I've been confused about this for a long time."
Marshall's angry nose was going to smoke, thinking: I know a lot of secrets of the Legion, but you come to ask this that it doesn't matter?
"The chief of the legion saw your application, and I remember he was smiling and saying,‘ I do n’t actually oppose the issue of banknotes. How can I trust a Jew who works in Enclave? ’
Marshall gave the answer with a stern expression.
"That's it?" Dave didn't expect things to be so simple. "The captain didn't refuse, he just didn't trust me enough, right?"
"Yes, the Legion's gold reserves are far from enough to mint currency, and the senior management has long planned to issue banknotes. But the Legion currently cannot find a trusted financial expert." Marshall called and stopped, "Okay, you can Off, I don't want you to take a downwind flight. "
Dave didn't think he got out of the car, but he laughed gratefully. Knowing the crux, he knew how to solve it--isn't it a matter of trust? Simply put, it's a vote. Capital has no borders, and Judas does not need the motherland.
Driving away the nasty Dave, Marshall boarded the night flight and flew to the Enclave Houston in a few hours. After getting off the plane, he thought that there would be a large number of agents who exhaled Mori's cold air to take him away, but in fact the airport was deserted and no one came to pick him up.
"What's going on?" Marshall, who was originally part of the Enclave Department of Defense, sent a military advisor to Diego a year ago, and then was captured and became the enemy's director of military intelligence dramatically. "I'm also in an important position in the enemy camp, and have already informed the information to be returned."
Used to the hustle and bustle of Havana, the deserted Houston made Marshall very uncomfortable. He walked out of the airport with no thought, but found that he could not reach a car and could not contact anyone.
"It's a hell." Marshall had to carry his suitcase and ran to the airport manager to find a way to call his original superior. A few young grievous young officers came to pick him up a few hours later.
"Mr. Marshall, wouldn't you come back at a suitable time? It's not normal working hours in the middle of the night." The little military officer who picked up was impatient ~ EbookFREE.me ~ driving while driving. Judging by his skewed attire and laziness, the ghost knew how he got into the Ministry of Defense.
Damn it!
Marshall cursed in his heart. In Havana, the Aurora Corps is trying every means to formalize its army and rack its brains to improve the quality of its officers and army. The chief of the regiment is extremely strict with the soldiers, and he is always ready to fight.
But back to Houston, Marshall found that a young man in his early twenties with a major rank in the Department of Defense. If this happened in Havana, the leader of the Hugo Army would be furious.
"It looks like the Department of Defense has forgotten me." Marshall complained in a low voice, and his feelings of depression fell to a trough, which was simply ignored.
"Hahaha ... Mr. Marshall, your grievance is ridiculous. Do you have a background? Do you have a background? Do you have a future? Forgive me, you are just a person who will be thrown to Mexico for retirement after being demoted. Reserve officer, don't take yourself too high. "
The mockery of the young officer made Marshall angry, and he couldn't help but say, "I have been the director of the Intelligence Bureau for more than half a year in the Aurora Corps. I know ..."
He was interrupted without saying anything. The little officer shrugged indifferently and shook his finger. "Trust me, no one cares about your experience in Cuba now. In the past six months, many things have happened in Houston. Kojima's impression has changed.
Do you know what we call the head of that broken legion now? Vegetable seller! Hahaha ..., selling vegetables! "
Marshall's face turned blue when he heard such contempt. He really wanted to make a loud roar: "Do you think of Victor Hugo as a‘ grocer '? You despise him like this, and sooner or later you will pay the price!