On the battlefield where artillery roared, shrapnel exploded and thick smoke rose everywhere. The ground was shaking and buildings were collapsing. The embarrassed low-level officers were shouting loudly, trying to summon their rabble back, but the soldiers were often under heavy artillery attacks.
They all run around like stupid pigs.
Marshall from the Enclave worked hard to maintain the situation on the battlefield with his men. He first rushed to the artillery position in the refinery's defense circle, only to find that it had been plowed by heavy artillery early. More than 20 large-caliber heavy artillery had been blown over.
Half of the artillerymen on the position either fled or hid in a corner shivering.
The continuously falling shells even hit the ammunition accumulation point a hundred meters away. An earth-shattering explosion knocked Marshall over on the spot, causing him to fall into the ruins.
When the leader of the advisory group got up again, he saw that more than half of the supervising team who followed him were dead. He himself was dizzy, his ears were ringing, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't stand still. "This is wrong.
The artillery fire of the 'Aurora Legion' was too accurate, there may be their artillery observation posts around, or they may have sent in agents."
Marshall first ruled out the possibility of artillery observation posts, and if it was an internal response, he could not find it for a while. However, when the damage from the artillery was summarized, he immediately sensitively discovered that although the refinery was bombarded, the important production facilities were not damaged.
Those who were bombed were in every corner.
"Asshole, I thought the people of the 'Aurora Legion' didn't want this refinery." Marshall cursed bitterly, "As long as Victor Hugo still wants this refinery, I will have a way to make the Aurora
The Legion' suffered a big loss."
The situation on the battlefield was now a mess. The officers could not find the soldiers, and the soldiers were running around. However, the bombardment stopped after about forty minutes. Marshall quickly ordered his men to resume their positions. At the same time, he also ran to the oil refinery.
Inside the factory.
The entire refinery consists of a large number of oil storage tanks, steel supports and high-pressure pipelines. These important facilities have been planted with a large number of explosives and are controlled by Commander George of the 'Enclave' advisory group.
That's right, Commander George, who had lost his fleet, could only take the surviving sailors ashore to fight. When Commander Marshall found his colleague, Commander George was sitting in the detonation control room with a gloomy face.
There are several tables in the room, several wireless detonators are placed on the tables, and more than a dozen monitoring screens are placed in sequence. However, due to the shelling, there are already several monitoring screens that have no images.
The smoke and dust caused by the shelling caused a thick layer of ash to fall on the table, and the room seemed a bit messy. Commander George saw Marshall coming in and asked quickly: "The front line outside has been breached?"
There was no time to exchange too many greetings. Marshall, who was dressed in military uniform, patted the dust on his body and said in a deep voice: "The outer position is okay, the 'Aurora Legion' did not launch an attack. But the heavy artillery group on the sea is a great threat to us. But I think the enemy
We will still find a way to raid the refinery.
Judging from the current shelling situation, the enemy must have planted spies inside us. They may already know about our placement of explosives in the refinery, and you are a place where they will inevitably launch a special attack."
Commander George was silent for a while and said: "If there is an internal agent, it is probably the merchants who brought us supplies. The 'Aurora Legion' can use their channels to sneak in."
"Businessmen? Haven't we driven them all away?" Marshall asked in surprise.
"Those smugglers know us well, know who can be bribed to achieve their goals, and also know where our weak points are. Now that the shelling has stopped, I bet they are probably landing somewhere." George himself often talks to those smugglers.
Dealing with each other and knowing the secrets involved.
"Then we can set up an ambush in reverse." Marshall's eyes flashed, "Victor Hugo likes to engage in this kind of secret infiltration and surprise operations. If we can catch him, we can at least delay it for a while, or even get rid of him without a fight.
win."
George nodded slightly and said, "I'm going to check and see who is not at their post or what's going on? Maybe we can know where the enemy is coming from."
Marshall also responded excitedly: "I'm going to call in more people. As long as the people from the 'Aurora Legion' really show up, they will definitely be able to give them a surprise!"
At the same time, Catalina and a commando team of about ten people were riding towards the Havana port in a rubber boat. A powerful motor pushed the rubber boat to fly at high speed on the sea. In the boat, in addition to the commandos with determined faces, there were also people holding tight
Smuggler Koma holding the mooring rope in his boat.
This smuggler whose investment failed has shrunk significantly. In order to maintain his wealth, he took the risk to serve as the internal agent of the "Aurora Legion". Relying on the relationships he usually accumulated within Diego's forces, Zhou Qingfeng easily figured out Marshall
The defensive perimeter of Havana. Now he serves as a guide, guiding Catalina to sneak into the oil refinery in Havana.
Due to the shelling, the entire Havana defense circle was in pieces. After Catalina landed, what she saw was a killing field full of gunpowder smoke and bomb craters. The commandos were all veterans selected by the tough girls. Their combat effectiveness can be said to be second to none in the legion. They cats
With his waist bent, he moved quietly and swiftly on the battlefield.
"We have now passed the peripheral defense position. In front is a frontline company-level headquarters, on the left is an anti-aircraft artillery position, and on the rear right is a heavy artillery position. However, these distances are a bit far." Koma is now risking his own life.
, telling the situation repeatedly and in detail.
Catalina had a map drawn by Koma in advance. After confirming that she had gone to the right place, the commando team began to move covertly between the ruins. After all, this was already the core and vital area of the enemy. Even if the opponent fought against Wu Zha again,
Also handle it with caution.
Special operations are inherently risky. The Americans are in Afghanistan, the Russians are in Syria, and the French are in Libya. All kinds of covert operations are often carried out by local indigenous people in a panic, and there are even frequent casualties. No matter how strong Catalina is,
There are only a dozen people. If they are blocked by the opponent's superior force, their fate will be worrying.
While Han Niu was acting cautiously, Zhou Qingfeng smiled at the butcher on the bridge of the steam battleship: "Katerina's actions make me very worried. I'm afraid I have to leave for a while, and I can only leave things here to you.
.”
The butcher also grinned and said happily: "I made a bet with Minsk. I have been guessing how long it will take for you to catch up. I bet you will find an excuse to run away within ten minutes. Who knew you would actually delay it?"
Fifteen minutes. Okay, get out of here."
"I'm sorry that you lost the bet. I will try my best to be as fast as possible next time." Zhou Qingfeng also said with a smile. He pulled out the combat backpack that he had prepared long ago, jumped on a motorboat, and followed him inseparably.
The 'dog meat' chased the fierce girl.
"Silly dog, let's go! We have to protect that stupid woman Katarina, and we also have to let the Enclave gang understand that it's okay to be beaten on the battlefield, but you can't bully my girl."