Chapter 395: Don’t Bully My Girl

On the battlefield where the cannons were rumbling, shrapnel exploded and thick smoke billowed everywhere. The ground is trembling and buildings are collapsing. The distressed junior officers were screaming loudly, trying to call back the ragtag under him, but the soldiers often ran around like stupid pigs under the heavy artillery attack.

Marshall from the "Enclave" led his men to maintain the situation on the battlefield. He first rushed to the artillery position of the oil refinery defense circle, only to find that the ground had been plowed by heavy artillery early on. More than 20 large-caliber heavy artillery were blown up in half, and the artillery on the position either fled or hid in a corner trembling.

The falling shells even hit the ammunition accumulation point 100 meters away, and a shocking explosion knocked Marshall over on the spot, causing him to fall into the ruins.

When the head of the advisory group got up again, he saw that more than half of the following supervisors were dead. He himself was dizzy, his ears were buzzing, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't stand still, "This is not right, the artillery of the 'Aurora Legion' was too accurate, there may be their artillery observation posts around, or they sent You should come in."

Marshall first ruled out the possibility of an artillery observation post, and if it was an internal response, he couldn't find it for a while. However, when the shelling damage was summed up, he immediately found sensitively that although the oil refinery was shelled, the important production facilities were not damaged, and the bombed areas were all in the corners.

"Asshole, I thought the people from 'Aurora Corps' didn't want this refinery." Marshall scolded angrily, "As long as Victor Hugo still wants this refinery, I have a way to let 'Aurora Corps' Legion' suffers."

Now the situation on the battlefield is a mess, the officers can't find the soldiers, and the soldiers are running around. However, the shelling stopped after about forty minutes. Marshall quickly ordered his men to restore their positions, and at the same time he ran into the oil refinery.

The entire refinery is a large number of oil storage tanks, steel supports and high-pressure pipelines. These important facilities have been placed with a large number of explosives, and are controlled by Commander George of the "Enclave" advisory group.

That's right, Commander George, who lost his fleet, can only take the surviving sailors ashore to fight. When Captain Marshall found his colleague, Commander George was sitting in the detonation command room with a sullen 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 one by one. It's just because of the shelling that there are already several monitoring screens that have no images.

The smoke and dust caused by the shelling left a thick layer of dust on the table, and the room looked a bit messy. Commander George saw Marshall coming in, and quickly asked, "Has the line outside been breached?"

Before we had time to exchange pleasantries, Marshall in military uniform patted the dust off his body, and said in a deep voice, "The outlying positions are fine, and the 'Aurora Legion' did not launch an attack. But the heavy artillery groups at sea pose a great threat to us.

But I think the enemy will still find a way to raid the refinery.

Judging from the current shelling situation, the enemy must have planted internal agents inside us. They probably already know about our explosives at the refinery, and you're where they're bound to launch a special attack. "

Commander George was silent for a while, and said: "If there is an internal response, it is likely to be the merchants who brought us supplies. The 'Aurora Legion' can use their channels to sneak in."

"Businessmen? Haven't we already driven them all away?" Marshall asked in surprise.

"Those smugglers know us quite well, they know who to bribe to achieve their goals, and they know where our weak points are. Now that the shelling has stopped, I bet they are probably coming ashore somewhere." George himself often talked to those smugglers. Dealing with each other, I know the secrets of this.

"Then we can set up an ambush in reverse." Marshall's eyes lit up, "Victor Hugo likes to engage in this kind of stealthy raid operation. If we can catch him, we can at least delay for a while, or even fight without a fight." win."

George nodded slightly, and said, "I'll check to see who is not on the post now or has any changes? Maybe we can know where the enemy is coming from."

Marshall also responded excitedly: "I'm going to recruit more people, as long as the people from the 'Aurora Legion' really show up, I will definitely be able to surprise them!"

At the same time, Catalina and a commando team of a dozen individuals were rushing towards the port of Havana in a rubber boat. The powerful motor drives the rubber boat to speed on the sea surface at high speed. In the boat, apart from the resolute-looking commandos, there is also the smuggler Korma who is holding on to the mooring rope inside the boat.

The smuggler whose investment failed has shrunk significantly. In order to preserve his wealth, he took the risk and acted as the internal agent of the "Aurora Legion". Relying on the relationship he usually accumulated within the Diago faction, Zhou Qingfeng easily figured out the Havana defense circle arranged by Marshall. And now he acts as a guide, leading Catalina to sneak into the oil refinery in Havana.

The entire defensive circle of Havana has been torn apart by shelling. After Katrina landed, what she saw was a killing field full of gunpowder smoke and bomb craters. The commandos are all veterans hand-picked by Hunny, and their combat effectiveness can be said to be second to none in the legion. They move quietly and quickly on the battlefield with their waists bent.

"We have now passed the outer defensive position. There is a frontline company headquarters in front, the antiaircraft artillery position on the left, and the heavy artillery position on the right rear, but these distances are a bit far away." Kema is risking his own life now. , Repeatedly tell what you know in detail.

Katerina had the map drawn by Koma in her hand, after making sure she was in the right place. This commando team began to walk covertly among the ruins. After all, this is already the enemy's core vital area, and even if the opponent fights again, he must be careful.

Special operations are inherently extremely risky. The Americans are in Afghanistan, the Russians are in Syria, and the French are in Libya. All kinds of covert operations are often embarrassing by the local indigenous people, and even cause repeated deaths and injuries. No matter how strong Katerina is, there are only a dozen people. If she is blocked by the opponent's superior force, her fate will be worrying.

While Hunny 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. I can only leave the matter here to you." .”

The butcher also grinned, and said cheerfully, "I bet Minsk that I've been guessing when you'll catch up? I bet you'll make excuses and run away within ten minutes. Who knew you'd be so late?" Fifteen minutes. Come on, get out of here."

"I'm sorry to make you lose the bet. I will try my best to hurry up next time." Zhou Qingfeng also said with a smile. He dragged out the combat backpack he had prepared a long time ago, jumped on a motorboat, and took the backpack that was inseparable from him with him. The 'dog meat' chased after Hunny.

"Silly dog, let's go! We have to protect that stupid woman Katerina, and let the people in the 'Enclave' understand that it's enough to just be beaten on the battlefield, and you can't bully my girl."