"Just now we had a Ka-27 smashed on the beach in Manila." Yang Guang told Zhao Yi, who was discussing with everyone how to deal with the incident of the Spaniards shooting Chinese civilians in front of him, about the disappearance of the B1 fall.

"What's going on? Haven't you flown many times before? Zhao Yi asked.

"The cause of the crash is not clear for the time being, but the weather conditions in Manila are good, and the possibility of a helicopter malfunction cannot be ruled out." Yang Guang's words obviously mean that the crash is very likely to be related to the back door that the "director team" left on the Ka-27 that the ground staff could not investigate.

The "director team" has already figured out the terrifying plot of the "Sea Giant" rushing straight to Hong Kong, and then moving the hands and feet of those ground crews who can't even count as two knives on the Ka-27 can't even be detected, it really won't be news.

"Where is Marcos' 'Fort Brand'-class frigate now?" Yang Guang's words reminded Zhao Yi that he should stop thinking about sending planes to Manila at this time.

The "Brandenburg" class frigate was originally planned to go directly from Dongwanlu through Zengmu Shoal and Nansha Islands, and then go to Hong Kong waters to rendezvous with the roving duo of the "Sea Giant" through Zhongsha Islands.

The Spanish fleet nested in Manila was more than enough to deal with a "Dreadnought 2" class destroyer, but once the "Sea Giant", which had no advantage in speed, approached the anchorage of John Bull's Far East Fleet, Zhao Yi had to guard against those arrogant aristocrats who loved to fly the St. George flag and people to death, so it was better to expect the enemy to send a frigate from Kuando.

"GPS shows that the F217 ship has just entered the waters near the Zhongsha Islands." Ma Xiaoyi on the side said to Zhao Yi.

"Let Marcos adjust course and go straight to Manila." Zhao Yi said to Yang Guang.

Obviously, not only do they not dare to let another Ka-27 fly to Manila to carry out rescue operations, but even the F-15E, which has always been very solid in their minds, they dare not let it take off again.

I have to say that the trick of the "director team" to sail autonomously on a supertanker has greatly shocked these rough embryos who have always relied on advanced equipment in the 21 st century.

The plane did not dare to fly, so it had to rely on warships to rescue it close to its face, but the voyage schedule set by the "Sea Giant" showed that it would only stay in Manila Bay for 48 hours before turning around and heading for Hong Kong waters.

In such a short period of time, and without air support, I am afraid that it will not be enough for the "Dreadnought 2" class destroyers to dismantle the coastal fortifications of the Spaniards, let alone land and carry out rescue.

Now the only way to do this is to let the Brandenburg-class frigates sail to Manila to speed up the tower pushing, and in case the rescue operation does not go well, one warship will be left to continue to put pressure on the Spaniards.

"Mr. Sergeant, all those loyal to you have arrived." Garcia arrived at Gonzalez's garrison with the soldiers who were in their minds and eager to survive.

"Gentlemen, I'm sure you've heard the news that a giant warship of the Great Song is approaching here, although the Doge assures him that he won't fall like the Dutch, but." Gonzalez was explaining to the loyal soldiers the purpose of summoning them here when he noticed a loud bang on the other side of the beach.

"Mr. Sergeant, that 'iron dragonfly' is stuck headlong on the beach!" Garcia interrupted Gonzalez's speech.

Now the soldiers around Gonzalez exploded, this goods have been flying over their heads for several days, and they have all been saluting the sky for several days, and they have always been in good shape, why are they now rushing to the beach, could it be that there is a lucky person who has won the jackpot?

"Gentlemen, if you don't want to be hung up like sausages after the Great Song people land, take your rifles and go with me to the beach over there!" The Ka-27 that suddenly fell down no longer allowed Gonzalez to make any more tirade.

Beat the "iron dragonfly" of the Great Song people from the sky with a rifle? I'm afraid you haven't heard of those porcelain touching routines played by those Great Song people, right? If there were really people with such good luck on the beachhead in Manila, then the superships of the Great Song people should not have come here at all.

However, whether this is a sign before the Great Song people make a move, it doesn't matter to Gonzalez, it is a headache for the nobles. In the eyes of the former sergeant, this "iron dragonfly" smashed from the sky is a God-given opportunity, this time he does not have to worry about how to prove that he has not committed the crime of ethnic cleansing, and protects those who drive the "iron dragonfly" of the Great Song Dynasty, even if they have become corpses, it is estimated that it is enough to express his friendliness to the Chinese people.

"Garcia, go and bring the boy we saved earlier from the cellar!" Gonzalez grabbed the stunned young man who was about to follow everyone to the beach.

As a smart man with a strong desire to survive, Gonzalez would not wait for the Spanish garrison to clash head-on with the local Chinese before hastily arranging a way back for him.

Realizing that the Manila colonial authorities were deliberately trying to pull the strings, the shrewd Castilian began to provide refuge to the Chinese who had lost their homes to the onslaught of the natives.

Among the many Chinese who Gonzalez helped in his self-preservation was a boy who spoke Spanish very well, and he placed the fifteen-year-old boy and his mother in a cellar close to his station.

No matter how many elaborate strategies this Castilian had planned to protect himself before, after seeing the Ka-27 smash on the beach, Gonzalez had only one plan in his mind: to rush over before the bureaucrats could react, and to do everything possible to protect the survivors before the Great Song people landed, well, maybe just a few corpses.

"Command center, I can't feel this guy's pulse, uh, I mean KIA! KIA！ The co-pilot got up and found that the rough embryo performing the ground observation mission in the rear compartment had burped.

However, before he could figure out a way to remove the injured pilot from the cabin, he saw a group of white soldiers with weapons rushing in this direction.

"Hey, what does that captured handbook say? Should we throw away our weapons right away? The co-pilot asked the driver.

They had been in and out of the airspace in the vicinity many times before they were smashed down, and it was clear that the beach was surrounded by several Spanish shore fortifications and beachheads, and with their current physical condition, it was impossible to break through.

"Find a way to pull me out, and then I'll buy you a little time to deal with the helicopter wreckage." The driver moved slightly, and the pain from his lower limbs made him grin.

"!?" The cockpit was covered with fine yellow sand, and it was impossible to see the driver's lower limbs.

"Give me a morphine first!" Judging by the speed of the group of white men, I am afraid that the co-pilot has no time to slowly cut away the sand with his hands.

However, by the time the co-pilot retrieved the morphine injection from the first aid kit, the Spanish soldiers had approached a position where he had to shoot.

"Ah Sheng, don't shoot! I have a malicious frame, and I have a frame to save you! "When the co-pilot fired several shots at the opposite side with an AKS-74U, the white soldiers stopped and began shouting.

However, the co-pilot opened the A card before he crossed over, where can he understand Cantonese, but he just took the shouting of the translator Gonzalez painstakingly found as a persuasion.

"Damn, we're going to surrender, but why don't you give my brother a little time to burn the plane!" The creature muttered and fired another 5.45mm bullet at the opposite direction.

Perhaps because the white soldier on the other side had not fired back, or perhaps because the calming effect of morphine had taken effect, the driver of the Ka-27 began to pay attention to the shouting on the other side.

"Hey, stop shooting, like they're not shouting in Spanish." The driver is also a northerner, but he has also watched a few Hong Kong dramas with original sounds.

Here, Gonzalez finally made a white flag out of a yellowed white shirt, but found that the other side seemed to understand the Chinese boy's shout, and was waving at them to show kindness.

"Command center, this is B1, hurry up and find a rough embryo who can speak Cantonese." The co-pilot used the radio to contact the command center located on the "Dreadnought 2".

"No, it's all now, why don't you quickly destroy the radio station and burn the plane, what kind of Cantonese can you find?" Yang Guang felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

"There was a Chinese boy who came to our rescue with a white arm, but the boy could only speak Cantonese." The co-pilot said.

finally found a rough embryo of Kaiyue A, but Ya was sure that the boy definitely had a country accent, and there was a huge gap between him and their language habits in Guangzhou, in short, he couldn't understand it. In the end, it was thanks to Li Yuan's daughter-in-law Chen Sanniang who came to the rescue, and she was quite familiar with this Southeast Asian version of Cantonese.

"They said they couldn't hold it, and the Spanish defenders near the beach had small artillery." Chen Sanniang frowned and said to Lu Xiaobei.

Obviously, Yang Guang, who rushed all the way to Manila Bay, still had the illusion of picking up some spare parts for the intact "snail" on the 650 ship from the fallen Ka-27.

"The white man who took the lead said he could only enter the slums of Manila with the corpses and the wounded on a small path." Chen Sanniang's face was as white as a piece of paper as she spoke.

"Sanniang, tell that white man, take our people away, soon we will land, gold and silver are indispensable to theirs." Lu Xiaobei said to Chen Sanniang.

Chen Sanniang nodded, and said something into the microphone that should be in Cantonese, but tears couldn't stop falling down.

Didn't you say that you would come back after going out for ten days? Why is there a scene where there are wounded and corpses to be taken away?