Chapter 283: Liting


Looking back to Nassau, the ac-130u transported the ‘Bunker Hill’ to the town with just a dozen shells. After some radio contact, dozens of speedboats belonging to the 'Aurora Corps' appeared at sea level and flew towards Nassau port at a high speed of more than thirty knots.
Under the surveillance of gunboats, more than a dozen ships, including the Bunker Hill landing ship, surrendered to the speedboat crew, and all the crew became captives.
However, the war has not yet ended completely. After Nassau fell into a temporary panic, thousands of Cuban armed men remained loyal to the old Santos, who were stubbornly fighting in Nassau's ports and airports.
Especially after the old Santos got the news in Guantanamo, he quickly returned to the house to confirm the situation again by radio. After confirming that the fleet was all over and the enemy was landing from the port, he immediately ordered the troops near the port to drive the people of the Aurora Corps to the sea.
In fact, the old Santos did not need to order. When the Roma of the 'Aurora Corps' ordered a platoon to land in an attempt to control the entire port, they were immediately blocked by Cubans. The pier in the port was soon full of guns and blood.
Old Santos whispered in front of the radio station. "There is still hope and hope. I have thousands of people in Nassau. As long as I keep the port and the airport, there is still hope."
I have to say that the Cubans in Nassau are still very stubborn. They did not do bad things for two or three months. Everyone knows that if there is no way to survive, they can only resist fiercely.
"Here the 57mm self-propelled anti-aircraft gun from the double-barrels, and blasted at the dock."
"Don't be afraid of these Americans, they only have some speedboats. We are much stronger than them."
"Occupy the building, build the barricades, and grab those Bahamas as human shields."
An eight-round self-propelled anti-aircraft gun really came over, and the pier aimed at landing was a bombardment. High-powered anti-aircraft artillery shells blasted the ground out of the craters, and soon there was a fragmented body around the crater.
The soldiers who just rushed ashore fled, and some who could not escape shouted ‘Do n’t fire, we ’re also Cubans’. It's just that no one on the battlefield cares about this shout, but Santos, who listened to the situation on the radio, got excited again.
"It's great. It's not bad that I trained. They played well."
"I want to hate this bunch of Yankees, as long as they can't go ashore, it's not a big deal."
"I will then organize another fleet to make a siege, and this war will not end."
In just a few minutes, all of the platoons on the shore were killed on the pier. The scene was blood-stained and the corpses were astonishing.
But at this moment in the air, on the ac-130u that had just finished his circled attack, Roma, as a battlefield commander, watched as a mercenary platoon under his command was killed. It can be seen that he has no emotional fluctuations, but simply orders the next platoon to be ready, and at the same time requires the ac-130u to come up and destroy the enemy's barricades and self-propelled artillery.
When the gunboat approached, the deep humming was frustrating. Cubans stationed in the port do not know if they can rely on port buildings and some Bahamian hostages to resist American attacks. The double-barreled five or seven anti-aircraft gun that attacked the pier came out again, and aimed at the sky with the naked eye.
This time, the Cuban's anti-aircraft gun had just opened fire, and the gunboat in the sky fired back immediately. The 105-mm howitzer fired slowly, so the 40-mm Bofors rapid-fire gun assumed the main force of the attack.
The sustained high rate of fire of hundreds of rounds per minute brings extremely amazing lethality. The impact point can be adjusted visually. In just a few seconds, more than a dozen cannonballs were fired. In the blast of shelling, a projectile-made death line quickly extended from the sea to the shore, and immediately touched the self-propelled artillery that stopped at the dock.
When the rapid-fire gun on the ac-130u fired, the gunner on the self-propelled antiaircraft gun screamed in horror. They desperately slapped the top of the cab and demanded to evacuate the battlefield. But before the eight wheels turned, the shells had caught up with them.
The forty millimeter shells penetrated the target without hindrance, and the self-propelled antiaircraft gun was demolished in less than a second. Turrets, hulls, and wheels were all flying around, and gunners died in an instant.
The bombardment did not stop there, the elastic line continued to extend, and once again touched a cement building next to the port. A few inches later, the wall failed to withstand the shell attack, and the entire building completely collapsed within half a minute, relying on Cuban armed personnel to flee.
ac-130u is still approaching, making a centripetal attack on the ground in the sky, without any dead ends. Within a kilometer, the 105mm howitzer can be fired accurately, and the Cubans who try to hide and resist will catch a full shot.
The original line that could still be maintained immediately collapsed, and Roma ordered follow-up personnel to land immediately and occupy the entire dock, waiting for follow-up support.
The soldier who listened to his hard training was falling off by gunboat, and the old Santos who was in front of the radio was an old teenager. After choking a bit, he grabbed the radio microphone and ordered: "Everyone retreat to the city and fight against the people of the Aurora Corps. The garrison personnel at the airport immediately blew up the oil depot, and we can't reserve any material for the enemy under."
The definitive order is equivalent to breaking the way for all Cuban armed men in Nassau, and it will bring great trouble to the people of the Aurora Corps. But after Santos ordered it, exclaimed from the radio, it sounded like a riot in the direction of the airport.
"What's going on? Don't panic, go and blow up the oil depot immediately. Fuel is the most important and must be blown up!" Old Santos shouted on the radio for a long time before someone panicked and answered, "General, there are several transport planes forcibly Landing on the airport, the special forces of the 'Aurora Corps' came in. "△ ≧ △ ≧,
Old Santos yelled angrily: "Where is the airport guard? I deployed antiaircraft guns at the airport."
"The gunboat smashed the anti-aircraft gun position, and we couldn't suppress the firepower of the other party." The panic voice explained a few words, and there was no reply. All kinds of gunfire and gunfire kept coming.
And at the airport ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Katerina personally led a team to launch a surprise attack with the firepower of the gunboat, and took hundreds of people directly from the sky. They even drove out several light wheeled armored vehicles, quickly defeating the resistance of the airport guards.
However, there are too many important buildings in the airport, especially when it is inconvenient to use heavy firepower such as oil depots. A few Cubans trying to blow up the oil depots used a few heavy machine guns to suppress the soldiers of the Aurora Corps.
At this time, Caterina, like the Valkyrie, needs to stand up and show her power!
So everyone saw his commander launching an assault on the enemy like a whirlwind. Caterina's speed is more than twice that of ordinary people. She ran over a distance of 30 to 40 meters within two or three seconds of the enemy changing the box, and struck a machine gunner with one foot in her mouth. The trend broke the enemy's line of defense.
"You have no chance, you will go to for all of me." Caterina strangled the Cubans who placed explosives in the oil depot with her dagger alone, relying on her high speed, "I do n’t believe it, you can want Quedo's pervert is just as fast! "
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