If it weren't for Morey's submission, Lorraine would never have imagined what San Carlos really was.

Beneath the surface of chaos and order, her essence is actually a military bunker that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

According to Morey, the Nationalist Barracks was the first fort to be built in San Carlos, covering an area only one-eighth the size of the current fort, before it was expanded to include the West District, the lakeside pier, the church and the Water Gate.

This is the territory of the Miskito people.

No one knows how many indigenous savages are hiding in the vast rainforest, when they will go berserk like wild beasts, and no one knows if they can scare them away with their limited muskets and cannons.

The simple timber walls did not provide a sense of security for the Spaniards stationed here, who needed better defenses and safer shelters, especially in the period before it became a commercial hub for the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans.

Grenada has spared no effort to assist them.

In total, more than 5,000 slaves were transported to this fortress in the name of resting Xicheng District and expanding the agglomeration, and a strong, supposedly unconquered hexagonal bunker was built under the civilian barracks.

This is the last defense of San Carlos, the Gospel Fortress of Santa Maria.

The Gospel of Santa Maria is a superfortress with complete facilities.

Its main body is deep underground, large enough to hold an entire clump. There are three separate living springs in the fort, and the reserve grain is changed every six months, enough for a thousand people to eat for half a year.

The arsenal deep in the center of the fortress stored 3,000 pieces of ammunition and spare parts, a large amount of ammunition, and a simple black powder processing workshop and a buckshot workshop, and the raw materials were inexhaustible.

It even prepared a battery for itself.

The six forts are divided into six corners, and on top are the officers' quarters that are scattered throughout the barracks. Each battery was equipped with four guns, two fixed old 24-pounder mortar guns, and two equipped with new 12-pounder 12-pounder fire guns, which could both defend and counterattack.

Although he was a little unprofessional, Lorraine took the time to visit the half-hidden battery at his feet, accompanied by Morey, and saw not only the cannons, but also the various shells piled up in the ammunition compartment, as high as a mountain.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

Fortunately, the officers of the People's Army were killed......

During peacetime, the battery was stocked with ammunition but not ammunition, and all gunpowder was stored in the bunker arsenal, and not a single propellant was left in the battery.

This new discovery scared Lorraine.

If you hadn't come to San Carlos on a whim to hide, if you hadn't caught up with the dispute over the rights of the three military commanders, if you hadn't met the stupid and bad Marat, if you hadn't been given the task of destroying the arsenal of the people's army......

They will definitely run into a bloody encounter in front of this bunker armed to the teeth, and even if they are lucky enough to defeat the Spaniards, the operation will completely lose the ability to continue to carry out.

This is more than a dangerous word.

Standing at the firing port of the battery, Lorraine expressionlessly stroked the gun jacket that covered the barrel and asked Morey: "Are you sure that none of the six batteries have stored propellants?" ”

"That's for sure, after all, no one would joke with their lives." Morey replied with a wry smile, "The bedroom was built on gunpowder as high as a mountain, and the mere thought of it makes my heart tremble. ”

"It seems that it is impossible for you to return to the sea." Lorraine shook her head, "When we're at sea, we're stepping on a pile of gunpowder big enough to blow up a ship. ”

Morey raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You are the navy?" ”

"Not really."

"Not counting?"

"To be precise, my identity is a privateer mercenary of the Royal Navy of Great Britain, and I am indeed here on military orders, but I am not a soldier myself."

"You...... Briton?! ”

Lorraine nodded silently.

"Yes...... But you promised me that you would keep me alive......"

"Yes."

"You...... You also swore a poisonous oath to God......"

"Yes."

"Those who deceive the Lord will go to hell after death!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter." Lorraine shrugged her shoulders boringly, "Anyway, in the gospel of your Lord, anyone who doesn't believe in Him will go to hell." ”

……

A large hand stretched out from behind the guard, and with an almost constant speed, it pressed against the back of the soldier's neck, pinched it, twisted it, and did it in one go.

The soldier fell down without saying a word, and Lorraine emerged from the shadows, and just as she saw Diagonally Ahead, Henna pulled her knife out of her opponent's neck.

"How many are left ahead?" Lorraine asked, stretching her back.

"If you don't count the auditorium, three."

"You two, me one, a quick solution."

"Okay."

At 8:17 p.m., a full 17 minutes after the agreed time for the general attack with Nelson, Lorraine still failed to see the solid arsenal of Kumen.

This was an expected delay.

Because ever since the bunker came out of Morey's mouth, the whole thing has started to slide unstoppably into the abyss of trouble.

The Gospel of Santa Maria Maggiore was regarded by the Spaniards as a vital talisman for the fortress and personal safety, and no matter what kind of singing and dancing on the ground and the garrison were in ruins, the underground was always heavily guarded.

The entire bunker was brightly lit, and at least half a company of soldiers were scattered around the corners of the huge labyrinth.

These men either worked together to guard the key passes or patrol the core, and Lorraine and Henna had to be accompanied by blood with every step they took, and they had to beware of their voices and alarm those forces who knew nothing about the invasion.

The only thing Lorraine is glad for is that Henna is a professional counterpart for such an occasion.

In just two hundred meters of passage, Lorraine killed three, Henna solved nine, stumbled, and finally came to the last pass in front of the arsenal, the Fortress Auditorium.

The auditorium is the most spacious room in the bunker, located in the center of the entire building, and the overall rectangular shape should be a multifunctional space for ramparts assembly, worship, dining, establishing a command post and receiving wounded soldiers in wartime.

Its northern third is separated by a heavy stone wall, which is the arsenal of Lorraine's final target.

This means that the auditorium is the place where it must be captured and cannot be detoured in this infiltration operation.

If you take into account the fact that Lorraine and his party are only two and a half people, how many people are in this spacious room, and whether Lorraine's appetite can eat or not, will ultimately determine the success or failure of the entire San Carlos Raiders.

If you can't eat......

Along the way, Lorraine had already mentally built himself up, and if the Great Hall's defenses were beyond his reach, he would immediately leave with Henna and Barto, and join all the infiltrators to leave the city overnight, trying to convince Nelson to abandon the operation.

If Nelson is really stubborn, unilateral termination of the employment contract by the Drake Chamber of Commerce is not an option that cannot be considered.

Mentally reviewing it again, Lorraine leaned against the wall and pointed to the square ventilation duct above her head.

Ventilation ducts are a must for high-spec bunkers, connecting every room in the fort, and exits are often hidden.

The ventilation ducts of the Gospel of Santa Maria Maggiore were particularly spacious, and it was with them that Henna knew the bunker inside out, and achieved a much higher hunting score than Lorraine.

The exploration of the auditorium still depends on it.

Henna understood, and ran to a start, stepping lightly on Lorraine's shoulders and climbing into the vent.

After about ten minutes, she crawled out of the entrance again, her emerald eyes glistening in the shadows.

"There were only six people in the auditorium, and there were four guards among them. In addition, the commander of the fortress, Torresias, was inside, and I heard him say that the Water Gate had been attacked......"