Three Hundred and Forty Eighth Old Man

Shocking Thunder!

Barto is not a blasting expert. In terms of gunpowder, he is only slightly better than ordinary people who are good at using firearms and cannons. He can barely be regarded as the one who plays more safely among the many disciples of Yacharin.

Safe means "quantity against quality".

In order to ensure that all the firearms and supplies of the Spaniards were destroyed in one explosion, he arranged thousands of kilograms of explosives in the armory and the gate of the auditorium.

Compared with the tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder stocks in the bunker, an explosion of this magnitude is definitely in line with the effect of "small-scale precision blasting" proposed by Lorraine, but the explosion occurred in a cramped underground chamber, and the shock wave with nowhere to vent was still in an instant. Turn the entire auditorium into ruins.

The shock was transmitted from the shallow ground to the surface, the entire San Carlos was shaken, and the dilapidated houses in the east city collapsed one after another.

Before the confused and miserable people even had time to scream, the second roar followed, and the aisle of the auditorium collapsed.

The big explosion that directly affected the bunker itself caused a secondary disaster that was greater than the first one. The civilian army barracks was shaken to open a huge ground crack, and the copper bell of the church was shaking and screaming. Looking at the flat bluestone in the west city The road surface bumps up one after another.

Just like a violent earthquake, the first sound is just a warning, and the second sound is the real anger of the earth.

Thick smoke spewed out from the bunker's limited ventilation pipes, and the entire San Carlos fell into endless panic.

It just so happened that Daniel, who had made up his mind to decide on the ship, staggered and fell to the ground.

He sat on the ground, staring blankly at the smoke and dust rushing up into the sky not far away: "Captain...he succeeded?"

Leff touched his bald head in disbelief: "Odin, I actually missed this..."

"Eriksson, we missed nothing."

Daniel laughed and stood up, slapping the dust that may or may not have been on his body, and his voice returned to the calm and indifferent in the past.

"The captain put us here so that we could be the aftermath of the explosion, and the aftermath would not last long. So gentlemen, target the San Carlos, Drake, and take the ship."

...

San Carlos is 4.4 kilometers due north, at the junction of the rainforest and the lake.

This is a rare place in the rainforest with a wide view.

Moreover, there is a soft sandy beach by the lake, which can avoid those horrible snakes and insects that haunt the night and the dense forest to the greatest extent.

Unobstructed and unobstructed is probably the biggest flaw of this place, but according to the city defense map sent back by Lorraine, the north wall of San Carlos is so simple that there is not even a lookout post. The Spaniards obviously did not consider the beasts in the rainforest or Mies The Kito would one day rally and launch a decisive offensive against them.

"I seem to have accidentally discovered one of the reasons why the Spaniards lost the ocean..." Nelson murmured while holding up the telescope.

Under his feet, the ground was trembling slightly, and beside him, the surface of the lake was rippling.

San Carlos in the camera is billowing with thick smoke, and the shocking thunderbolt is still faintly discernible even at a long distance.

"Although it was late, Drake played the triumphant salute for us." He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Major Spencer beside him, "Next, the fortress will be handed over to you and your heroic soldiers." Warriors. And I'm going back to the deck I know, which is the most beautiful outcome."

Spencer looked at Nelson suspiciously.

"Colonel, as the commander-in-chief, are you sure you want to give up the honor of being the first to enter the city? You see, Drake has almost done everything. We only need to blast down the symbolic wooden city wall, and the Spaniards will Humbly bowing your head..."

"The Navy enjoys the process? The Army looks forward to the result? This is the difference between the Army and the Navy." Nelson laughed, "This trip to the rainforest has brought me so many things worth remembering. I believe Drake is the same. Now only You are left? My friend? Comrades and partners."

"Go and enjoy your moments. Like most joint operations, me and Drake will be watching you from the water? You deserve it."

Spencer finally stopped pushing. He bowed to Nelson, walked back to his troops, and drew out his command sword with a swish.

"All line up in line, infantry in front, vehicles and artillery accompanying!"

The soldiers who were lazily gathering around gathered quickly.

Looking at their eager expressions, Spencer couldn't help feeling heroic.

He lectured loudly: "Gentlemen? First, let me clarify a doubt for you."

"Some people probably already guessed it? Yes, the thunder just now was man-made. President Drake blew up the Spanish arsenal in San Carlos."

"I don't know exactly how he did it. It may be God's blessing, or it may be Satan from hell who shielded him."

"Anyway? The Spaniards are screwed. The Navy has overachieved their mission, and the rest is ours!"

"Break down the northern wall? Take the city and smash all resistance as far as your eyes can see... if there is any? Break them!"

"Gentlemen, target San Carlos? Beat the drum? Raise the flag!"

...

"I didn't expect that? The secret exit of the bunker is actually hidden in the sewer leading to the lake..."

Gently patting the ash splashed on his body during the explosion, Lorraine looked around at the wide underground pipe in front of him without any strange smell.

The pipes are very dry.

But from the black and white lines on the wall, Lorraine can easily see that during the rainy season, at least one-third of the area will be submerged underwater, with a depth of almost one meter.

A depth of one meter is enough for most non-large fish to come and go freely.

This puzzled Lorraine.

"Mr. Baron, I heard that there are freshwater sharks in Lake Nicaragua, and they are aggressive. Don't you worry about being attacked by sharks when you evacuate?"

"Sharks are bloodthirsty, Mr. Drake. Even when it is time to use the escape route, a gentleman should not let his body be stained with blood, at most there will be some floating dust, just like we are now."

Torresias' performance was far easier than Lorraine imagined, and this ease seemed to appear suddenly at the moment he stepped into the sewer.

Lorraine looked at him and suddenly asked, "Then where is the ambush?"

"Ambush..." Torresias was stunned for a moment, "There is no ambush. I am still in your hands, how could I do such an irresponsible thing for my own life?"

"But your performance is like saying that your strategy has succeeded, and we are already deeply in the urn."

"You're suspicious!" Torresias laughed softly, "Mr. Drake, I swear to God, there is no ambush on our way forward, and even if there is, it is definitely not arranged by me."

"oh?"

"Actually, I just suddenly remembered a piece of information that you might be interested in."

"what's the message?"

"About this year's election." Torresias said, "Because the Port Authority was attacked by mobs, Grenada decided to advance this year's election. This news was sent to me yesterday, and Major Mara should have known earlier. But I guess you don't know."

A playful smile appeared on his face.

"According to yesterday's information, the governor's and admiral's ships will arrive at the lakeside pier ahead of schedule on May 1, which is two days later. You made such a big commotion in San Carlos, and with the current state of the fortress in disarray, I Guess the two officers will not choose to dock, but will choose to turn the bow and come back with a powerful force that you cannot resist."

"By the way, the one-way route between Grenada and San Carlos only takes six hours, which means that on May 2, you will face a powerful Spanish land and land mixed army."

Hearing this, Lorraine finally understood Torresias' intentions.

"I didn't expect that Your Excellency the Baron is actually a forbearing and wise gentleman. This news should not just come to your mind, right? Do you think that keeping it until this moment will earn you the most benefit? "

"Will my defense be effective?" Torresias pointed to the exit of the sewer, "You see, after tonight, everyone will know that there is a powerful British army lurking outside San Carlos. But your The number of people will definitely not be many, half a regiment may be the limit, just like the civilian army under my command."

"Why do you have such a judgment?"

"Because of the capacity of the river course!" Torresia paused, "The condition of the San Juan River in the dry season is very bad, and your warships will definitely not be able to enter the mouth of the river. With a few assault boats, how many troops can be transported? It's not troublesome to get up."

"So? You want me to let you go, so that you can go to your governor and admiral unscathed?"

"Freedom is of course my expectation, but it has never been everything." Torresias cleared his throat, "Mr. Drake, I solemnly propose to you. The British siege should be stopped. Bring this doomed expedition to an end with dignity, before we fail."

"This is my only request, and your only choice..."

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