After the catastrophe, riots broke out in Cuba, and the National Liberation Front of Cuba took control of the northern region, including the capital Havana. At the same time, they also assembled several warships to invade the Bahamas and occupied its capital Nassau.
Under the leadership of the old General Santos, thousands of Cuban armed personnel and tens of thousands of Cuban poor poured into Nassau, classifying more than 300,000 local residents as being ruled. Now the old Santos wants to attack the 'Aurora Legion', and a large number of Cubans
People spontaneously drove hundreds of small boats to accompany them, intending to follow and make a fortune.
On the shore, more Cubans who couldn't find a boat were beating their chests and hating that they couldn't make a fortune together. On the other hand, they were inexplicably excited about the expedition launched by their compatriots, and felt that their country was also powerful in force and its status had risen sharply.
Thinking that millions of Cubans have landed in the United States, and that the US imperialism that has always oppressed Cuba in the past is now oppressing them, the Cubans in Nassau can happily drink several bottles of rum.
"Defeat the 'Aurora Legion'!"
"Must win!"
"Bring back more loot!"
Looking at the countless people on the shore waving and cheering, the fleet preparing to go out is also in high spirits. Compared with the last frigate of more than 1,000 tons, the tank landing ship 'Bunker Hill' now serves as the flagship, with a full load of nearly 10,000 tons.
In comparison, the hull of the ship is taller and more majestic.
There are also thousands of Nassau natives on the shore. Most of the population of the Bahamas is black. Since the Cubans landed, the black people here have become second-class citizens and are subject to discrimination. Not to mention their status, they have not yet eaten.
Didn't drink.
Today, the Cubans in Nassau went out to fight, and a large number of Bahamians came out to cheer. But compared to the cheerful Cubans, the Bahamians were silent and numb. They saw the 'Bunker Hill' going out to sea.
, and also saw a dozen escort ships accompanying the Bunker Hill.
The 'Brotherhood of Steel' not only sent the 'Bunker Hill' to old Santos, but also sent a large number of ships from the US Coast Guard. Each of these patrol ships is stronger than the old frigates before and has been greatly improved.
The strength in old Santos' hands. This is why he dared to attack.
The 'Bunker Hill' is equipped with two 76mm-caliber naval guns and a 'Phalanx' air defense system. The 'Brotherhood of Steel' supports some operators with professional skills, allowing this twenty-
mm caliber air defense systems can work normally.
Just as the fleet was going out to sea, a large drone flew from a distance and passed by the Nassau Port at an altitude of 700 to 800 meters. Because the drone flew slowly and was large, people on the ground could see it.
Be clear.
When the Bahamians at the port saw the drone appearing, their eyes widened. They began to whisper among themselves in private.
"Is this the drone of the Aurora Legion?"
"Can they beat old Santos like they did last time?"
"Will there be a powerful fleet behind the drones to fight these damn Cubans?"
The discussions among the Bahamians were relatively quiet, but the Cubans on the shore and the Cuban boats accompanying them at sea immediately made all kinds of noises.
"This must be an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft of the Aurora Corps."
"Knock it down quickly, knock it down!"
"Kill those Americans and let them know how powerful we are."
Surrounded by shouts and screams, in the Bunker Hill's air defense radar room, several air defense operators received an order from the captain from the bridge, "Destroy the drone in the sky immediately."
"Yes, sir," the air defense officer responded.
The 'Phalanx' system located above the bridge began to work. The 20mm close-in defense gun suddenly raised its barrel, and a shuttle of shells flew into the sky. In just a few seconds, the slow-moving aircraft in the sky
The flying drone was smashed into pieces and scattered into hundreds of pieces.
"Yeah! That's great, our warship is the strongest."
"The 'Aurora Legion' is finished now. Don't let them hit us with guided artillery shells like they did last time. We will not let those hateful drones get close again."
"It feels so good to hit Americans with Yankee aid."
The air defense operation was initially successful, and the fleet was full of joy. Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the Cubans on the shore and on the ship were even more excited and manic. Many people wished they could have a carnival and drink on the spot. Even the old Santos who was far away in Guantánamo was on the radio.
When Li learned about this, the old man's frown relaxed a lot, and there was a bit of a smile on his face.
"Go and get me a bottle of wine. I want to have a good drink. When the fleet is victorious, I will settle the accounts with that ignorant and fearless guy outside." The old man was happy, and the personal guards around him were naturally happy too. Okay
The wine was served and everyone drank together.
For the Bahamians in Nassau, this drone was already their last hope for salvation. But their hopes had just been raised a little bit, and they were immediately shattered. The appearance of the drone was still
He was killed within two minutes.
"Can the people of the 'Aurora Legion' do it?"
“Are we destined to be ruled by the Cubans?”
"I think the 'Aurora Legion' is going to die. How can they come to save us?"
"It's over. The dawn of freedom and democracy has been extinguished, and neither can Americans."
Just as the mood of the crowd at the port became polarized, Old Santos's fleet continued to leave the port. The only headache for the Cubans here was that the speed of the 'Bunker Hill' was too slow. As a tank landing ship, it could only
It can run fourteen knots, and its escort fleet can generally run more than twenty-four knots, and some can even run thirty knots.
But it doesn't matter. Latinos all have a natural characteristic anyway, which is that they are extremely "romantic" - they wave and slow. Just go slow. Anyway, it's only forty or fifty nautical miles from Nassau to Great Abaco Island.
It only takes a few hours to drive there.
But in this warm atmosphere of the expedition, the low roar of an engine came again from the distant sky. This was different from the scene where the drone appeared just now. The aircraft did not appear, but the sound appeared first.
"This must be a big plane."
"Maybe it's the huge attack fleet of the 'Aurora Legion'."
"Isn't the 'Aurora Legion' a force of the Yankees? Maybe it's the Yankees' aircraft carrier attack fleet."
"Stop talking nonsense, where are the aircraft carriers now?"
The Cubans and Bahamians at the scene once again looked eagerly and vaguely saw a rapidly growing black spot on the sky. Inside the Bunker Hill, the radar had already seen the black spot, and the officer on duty immediately reported to the captain.
The report said: "Sir, a transport plane is approaching us."
"Transport plane? How could it be a transport plane? Is the Aurora Legion mentally disabled? They should send a fighter jet after all!"
At the port, some of the tens of thousands of Cubans and Bahamians with binoculars could see clearly that it was a Yankee C-130 transport aircraft. This is a medium-sized aircraft that can take off and land at field airports.
Transport aircraft have excellent performance and are widely used. But the problem is that this is a transport aircraft! How can a transport aircraft be used for fighting?
"Hahaha..., the people of the 'Aurora Legion' came here to commit suicide. As long as they dare to get close, our 'Phalanx' close-in defense artillery will shoot them down immediately."
"This is really ridiculous. A transport plane is actually a transport plane. I have never seen such a stupid commander. This is simply asking soldiers to come and die."
"This is really hopeless. Even Americans are starting to act stupid. We Bahamians are afraid that we will be slaves to the Cubans forever."
As the Cubans laughed and the Bahamians lamented, the rapidly approaching C-130 suddenly turned and began circling in the central direction about five kilometers away from the Bunker Hill. When it turned sideways
When the fuselage was exposed, a 105 mm caliber howitzer revealed its hideous appearance.
This is an AC-130. One more letter means a completely different meaning.
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