Chapter 282 You seem to be making me laugh on purpose
In just twenty minutes, a tank landing ship as the main force actually raised a white flag at the port. To be precise, a pair of white underpants emerged from the bridge, and the nearly 10,000-ton warship stopped and dropped anchor.
Floating on the sea.
Seeing this posture, the morale of the Cubans present suddenly dropped sharply. Words cannot express their feelings. Many Cubans standing at the port were crying bitterly.
On the other hand, the Bahamians felt very happy when they saw this scene, and they all had a rare moment of joy. They were laughing and joking, and some even quickly spread the news to the whole city, leading more people to see the unfortunate Cubans.
Strange.
However, there are still thousands of Cuban armed personnel in Nassau, and these people obviously will not give up resistance so easily. Especially since Catalina only has a military force of 500 people, even if more than 100 mercenary cannon fodder is added,
The number of people on both sides is very different.
But at this moment in Guantánamo, old Santos, who had not yet received the news, was already very drunk. The old man was already dreaming about his fleet landing on the Great Abaco Island, and plowing through holes to defeat the Aurora Legion.
Defeat. When the time comes, he will naturally be able to capture the nuclear-powered Aurora, obtain a large amount of supplies, and finally execute the enemy who killed his son.
As he drank bottle after bottle of rum, old Santos couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy. The trumpet of victory seemed to be blowing in his ears, and roaring cheers fell from the clouds. He slapped the table and stood up.
He walked out of the residence without stopping and suddenly came to Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng was blocked at the door of Old Santos for a day and a night. The place where he stayed now has become a scene in Guantanamo. A large parasol was erected next to him, and comfortable beach chairs were surrounded by seven or eight people.
The girl with big breasts in bikini has been waiting for him.
There's no way around it. Cuba, which is located near the equator, is extremely hot in November, so it's not an exaggeration to dress cooler.
Old Santos drank to gain courage, and came to Zhou Qingfeng with pride, holding a wine bottle and shouted: "Victor Hugo, you are about to die. My fleet has already set off and is now landing at your base."
, imagine that the supplies you brought from the United States will soon belong to me."
Zhou Qingfeng glanced contemptuously and remained silent. On the contrary, the hot girls who had been surrounding him were a little panicked. And at this scene, there were many 'Alliance' soldiers responsible for guarding, and they did not
I understood what exactly happened, but just by looking at old Santos's vows, it seemed that something very difficult had happened.
Old Santos also drank too much, and he shouted to other Cubans around him: "You think this guy is very good at shooting, right? It's useless! The world today is no longer the Western era in the past.
It's a joke that cowboys travel the world with two revolvers!
I own a tank landing ship, the Bunker Hill, which can carry more than ten tanks, transport large landing craft, and send hundreds of soldiers directly to the shore. It has two artillery pieces that can bombard the beach, and it also has dense
The array of close-in defense artillery can shoot down aircraft and missiles.
Do you still think this kid can win the final victory? He is just a clown and can only perform some funny tricks, but in terms of actual ability, he is no match to me! He will soon become a 'loser' and lose everything.
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Old Santos is desperately venting the depression that has accumulated in his heart recently. Seeing more and more people coming, he wants to publicize his strength and achievements. This kind of "people come crazy" performative personality is very contagious.
As time passed, the faces of the people who gathered around turned pale.
If Old Santos defeats the 'Aurora Legion', then the supplies shipped in the past few days will be cut off, and the Cuban 'alliance' has finally stabilized its front line will be defeated. These Cubans staying behind Guantanamo will become a failure
Otherwise, the losing side in a civil war is often bullied wantonly by the winning side.
Because the matter was so important, Mirta, who was in charge of Guantanamo's internal affairs, hurried over and heard old Santos' crazy boast. "You surrender quickly! Surrender now and you can still survive until our 'Liberation Front' army arrives here."
, you will not have good results.
Now it has been confirmed that my fleet defeated the 'Aurora Legion' and landed on Great Abaco Island. My strength has been enhanced ten times. It's not too late to join me now, otherwise you will regret it."
Mirta frowned when she heard this. The old Santos, smelling of alcohol, was dancing happily to celebrate, as if the overall situation had been decided and victory was within grasp. Her heart skipped a beat, and she walked up to Zhou Qingfeng and smelled: "In the end
What happened?"
Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "I don't know."
"You didn't ask about your situation on Great Abaco Island?"
"Why are you asking? My companions are currently fighting. Isn't it just adding to the chaos if I ask around in a panic?"
"Aren't you worried?"
"It should be okay." Zhou Qingfeng leaned on the beach chair with an indifferent expression, as if he had no interest in the outcome of the battle. "I have done everything I should do, and even if I fail, it has nothing to do with me."
"You..." Mirta was not as calm as Zhou Qingfeng. She quickly ordered her subordinates: "Contact the people we sent to Nassau immediately. I want to know the true situation now."
The men immediately went to verify the information, but seeing how solemn Mirta was, the onlookers were even more worried. In their opinion, old Santos was drinking and celebrating, and even dared to go outside to openly provoke.
It has reached a point of no return.
"Dear Mirta, you still sent people to my lair? Unfortunately, he is about to tell you bad news - you lost, I won!"
"Mirta, do you know how many Cuban men are fascinated by you? The soldiers in the military camp like to use your portrait to masturbate. You actually married that idiot Fedro. This is so disappointing. Just wait, when
My army enters Guantánamo and I will rescue you from Federo."
"And you, Chinese boy, you should wait to die too! I want to prove to everyone that playing well with guns is just a trick. The real strong man gains honor on the battlefield."
The more cheerful and noisy Old Santos was, the more depressing the whole scene became. In the end, hundreds of people watched the old man drinking and dancing in complete silence. Only after waiting for half an hour, the people who went to verify the news hurried back.
Mirta whispered something into her ear.
"What?" Mirta looked at his men in shock.
The subordinate who reported the news was a little embarrassed by Mirta's questioning and whispered a few words again. Several hundred people in the audience were frightened and pricked their ears to hear something.
But after repeated confirmations, Mirta's face became extremely strange. She first looked at the crazy old Santos, then stared at Zhou Qingfeng seriously, and said lightly: "Mr. Hugo, congratulations, maybe we
We can consider hosting a celebration banquet for you."
After saying that, Mirta gave old Santos a vicious look, turned around and left.
The crowd watching at the scene suddenly felt like a cat clawing at a mouse, eager to know something. The originally quiet scene suddenly became noisy, and many people were analyzing why Mirta, who had just left, said such a sentence?
"Is this a hint?"
"Is the 'Aurora Legion' really finished?"
"Why did Ms. Mirta say congratulations? Is there still congratulations after failure?"
While everyone was talking, a panicked follower ran out of Old Santos' residence and whispered something in the old man's ear. The old man's originally arrogant face immediately became dull, and he yelled eagerly:
"Can you say that again!"
The attendant said again, looking at Zhou Qingfeng from time to time, his eyes full of fear.
After the same repeated confirmation, old Santos' drunken head suddenly sobered up. He grabbed Suisui's neck and shook it vigorously, "You lied to me. How could my fleet be so powerful and surrender? This is absolutely impossible!"
Oh..., the gossips around finally got some important information and exclaimed in unison. Zhou Qingfeng, who was lying lazily on the beach chair, stood up, hugged the girls around him and was about to leave. Old Santos' fleet was finished
Now, he doesn't need to continue blocking the door here.
While packing up the beach chairs, Zhou Qingfeng said: "Hey, old Santos, your performance just now was really good, as if you were deliberately making me laugh!"
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