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It was only twenty minutes before a tank board the 6th ship, which was the main force, actually raised a white flag at the port. To be exact, a pair of white pants came out of the bridge, and the nearly 10,000-ton warship stopped and dropped anchor and floated on the sea.

As soon as they saw this posture, the morale of the Cubans present suddenly plummeted. Words could not express what they were feeling, and many Cubans standing in the port were crying bitterly.

However, the Bahamians felt very happy to see this scene, and they were very happy. They giggled and laughed, and some even hurriedly spread the news to the whole city, leading more people to see the strange luck of the Cubans.

It's just that Nassau still has thousands of Cuban fighters, and these people obviously won't give up resistance so easily. Especially with the military strength of only 500 people in Katerina's hands, even if you add more than 100 mercenary cannon fodder, the number of people on both sides is far from the same.

But at the moment in Guantanamo, old Santos, who hadn't gotten the news, was already drunk. The old man was already dreaming of his fleet landing on the six major Abaco islands, and defeated the Aurora Legion like a plow. When the time comes, he will be able to capture the nuclear-powered Aurora, obtain a large number of supplies, and finally put to death the enemy who killed his son.

Bottle by bottle of rum was drunk into his stomach, and old Santos was a little confused about reality and fantasy. The horn of victory seemed to be blowing in his ears, and the surging cheers fell from the clouds, he slapped the table and stood up, strode out of the residence, and came to Zhou Qingfeng at once.

Zhou Qingfeng blocked the door of old Santos for a day and a night, and the place where he stayed at the moment had become a scenery in Guantanamo. A large parasol stood next to him, comfortable beach chairs circled him, and seven or eight girls in bikinis waited on him.

No, Cuba, near the equator, is just as hot in November, so it's not an exaggeration to dress coolly.

And old Santos drank wine and became courageous, and came to Zhou Qingfeng with pride, carrying a wine bottle and shouting: "Victor. Hugo, you're going to be finished. My fleet has long since left, and is now on your base, imagine that the supplies you brought from the United States will soon be in my possession. ”

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at him contemptuously and remained silent. But the hot girls who had been surrounding him were a little panicked. And at this scene, there are many alliance soldiers in charge of guarding, they don't understand what happened, just look at what old Santos said, it seems that there is something very thorny.

Santos Sr. had also drunk too much, and he shouted at the other Cubans around him, "You think this kid has good marksmanship, don't you?" It's useless! The world is not the western era of the past for a long time, and a cowboy with two revolvers, this is a joke!

I own a tank-6 ship, the Bunker Hill, which can carry more than a dozen tanks, can transport large Deng-6 boats, and can send hundreds of soldiers directly ashore. It has two guns to bombard the beachhead, and it also has Phalanx close-in guns to shoot down planes and missiles.

Do you think this kid can win in the end? He's just a clown, and he can only perform some funny plays, but in terms of practical ability, he can't compare to me at all! He's about to become a 1oser and lose everything! ”

Santos Sr. is desperately trying to vent the depression that has accumulated in his heart recently, and seeing that more and more people are coming, he wants to show off his strength and achievements. This kind of crazy performative personality is very infectious, and the onlookers turned pale for a while.

If Santos Sr. defeats the Aurora Legion, then the supplies that have been delivered in the past few days will be cut off, and the front that has been stabilized by the Cuban alliance side will be crushed. These Cubans who stay behind Guantanamo are about to become losers, and the losing side in a civil war is often bullied by the victorious side.

Because of the importance of the matter, Mirta, who was in charge of Guantanamo's internal affairs, hurried to hear the crazy boasting of old Santos. "Surrender quickly! You can still survive if you surrender now, and when the army of our liberation front pushes here, you will not have a good result.

Now it has been confirmed that my fleet has defeated the Aurora Legion and landed on the 6 major Abaco Islands, and my strength has been strengthened more than ten times. It's too late for me to join now, or you'll regret it. ”

Mirta's brow furrowed as she listened, and old Santos, full of alcohol, was dancing happily in celebration, as if the overall situation had really been decided and victory was in his hands. She also felt a sigh in her heart, and walked up to Zhou Qingfeng in a few steps and smelled: "What happened?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "I don't know." ”

"You didn't ask you about Big Abaco Island?"

"Why ask? Now that my companions are fighting, isn't it adding to the chaos when I panic and ask? ”

"Aren't you worried?"

"It should be fine." Zhou Qingfeng leaned on the beach chair with an indifferent face, as if he had no interest in the victory or defeat of the battle, "I have done everything I should do, even if I fail, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"You ......." Mirta was not as calm as Zhou Qingfeng, she hurriedly ordered her subordinates: "Contact the people we sent to Nassau immediately, I want to know the real situation now." ”

His subordinates immediately went to verify the information, but seeing that Mirta was so solemn, the people around him were even more worried. In their opinion, old Santos drank and celebrated, and even dared to run outside to openly provoke, and the matter was afraid that it had reached the point of no return.

"Dear Mirta, you still sent men to my lair? It's a pity that he's about to tell you bad news, you lose, I win! ”

"Mirta do you know how many Cuban men are obsessed with you? The soldiers in the barracks love to jerk off with your portrait the most. It's disappointing that you're marrying that idiot Federo. Wait, when my army enters Guantanamo, I will free you from Federo. ”

"And you, Chinese boy, you also wait to die! I want to prove to everyone that playing with guns is only a small trick, and that the real strong are the ones who get glory on the battlefield. ”

The more cheerful and noisy old Santos became, the more depressing the whole scene became, and in the end, hundreds of people watched in silence as the old man drank and danced, silent. It was only after waiting for half an hour that the personnel who had gone to verify the news hurried back and whispered a few words in Mirta's ear. (To be continued.) )