Chapter 548: IQ Crushing
Just as the soldier who had brought the "downed" Ka-27 to the Governor's Palace had not finished enjoying the meal that had been rewarded to him, another soldier with a depressed expression brought the news that the shore defense artillery position had been terminated.
"What? You repeat? The Governor asked, tugging at the collar of the messenger's shirt, for in his mind there was no artillery in the world that could penetrate the fortifications of the battery.
The soldier didn't say much, but took out the letter from his bosom that his superiors had asked him to pass on, in order to prove that he was not spreading rumors to mislead the public.
"Another 'iron dragonfly'? A soldier who slipped off a rope? Wouldn't our soldiers guarding the batteries shoot at them? "I thought that the impregnable fortifications had been ordered from within, and the Governor was so angry that he almost swallowed the letter in his hand.
"Your Excellency Governor, they only blew up one of our shore defense batteries." The staff next to him hurriedly reassured.
"Huh, yes, this kind of acrobatic tactic of the Great Song people can only work once!" The Governor took a deep breath to calm his irritable mood, and the letter made it clear that there were not many people who had slipped off the Iron Dragonfly.
Just a battery? Did you overestimate the combat effectiveness of the overseas garrisons of a fallen colonial empire at the end of the 19th century, or did you not treat the 22nd Air Service Regiment, which usually dressed like an ordinary army, as a special forces?
In fact, while the Governor and his staff were discussing how much time the Coastal Defense Force would take to annihilate the daring Song people, Bridge was already leading his men to attack the last Spanish defense battery on the Manila coastline.
Although the Governor had deployed most of his troops along the coast, in order to prevent the Song from attacking the forts from the flanks, the positions constructed by these heavily fortified troops were filled with many joints that could be easily penetrated.
In the era of inconvenient communications, this kind of joint is extremely fatal to the passive defender, especially when the attacker is a special forces good at infiltration, this defect is almost infinitely magnified.
It was a well-planned sabotage battle, and Bridge had in his hands the detailed information provided by the "director's team" about the Spanish coastal fortifications, so detailed that every aerial map of the trenches was marked.
Having captured the second shore defense artillery position, Bridge was in no hurry to blow it up. These demolition monsters used the shells of the shore defense artillery to arrange some "small gifts" for them on the route of the Spaniards' counterattack, an old trick that they could not get tired of playing through the crowd - IEDs.
"yes, yes, hopefully there's nothing wrong with this damn wired detonator, I haven't used it in a long time. Open your mouths, boys, Fire in the hole! With the cute "director's crew" blocking out all signals, Big Tom can only get close and detonate the IED with a wired detonator.
Unlike the patrols that walked cautiously through the streets, these Spanish soldiers, who had never encountered a roadside bomb, lined up in a dense formation and headed straight for the . Charge the battery controlled by S-Team.
The shells of the Spaniards' shore defense guns were not loaded with any high explosives, but they were more than sufficient, and the detonation point was a short trench with the entrance facing the path, and the Spaniards lined up in dense formations on both sides of the path. The aim is to avoid bullets that could come from the trench.
However, what came out of the trench in an instant was not a bullet, but a shock wave that could not be vented from the bend at the other end of the trench after the IED detonated.
Since the other end of the short trench, which was about seven meters long, was a 90-degree bend, a large part of the shock wave from the explosion turned back and gushed out of the opening facing the path.
The short trench, built with a large number of shells, resembled a simple leaky cannon barrel, and although some of the energy was dispersed by the flying canopy, the fan-shaped shock wave gushing out of the entrance still crushed the Spaniards who had gathered in the path.
This can shock the Spanish troops who are rushing here from a few farther positions, is this Nima a siege point to send reinforcements, do we still want to get up?
Bridge didn't have time to pay attention to the Spaniards who were standing outside the fort, so he told Big Tom to hide a time bomb and led his men straight to the next turret to be blown up.
And our lovely Mr. Tom was very "intimate" to set the time bomb to detonate half an hour later.
The Spanish reinforcements, who had waited for a long time and had not seen a large-scale fireworks display, did not know how to deal with the embarrassing situation in front of them for a while, and continued to attack for fear of encountering an ambush, and it was obviously impossible to leave the fort alone, and it was a dilemma!
When the gunfire of the exchange of fire came from the direction of the third battery, the Spanish officer commanding the reinforcements felt a sense of shame in his heart that his IQ had been suppressed.
After leaving some of his soldiers to defend the newly "recaptured" battery, the Spanish commander gritted his teeth and led the remaining reinforcements to the third battery, risking another ambush.
Of course, in order to avoid being treated like a monkey again, the commander also sent people to contact the surrounding defenders, so that they could divide their men to assist those batteries that had not yet been attacked to organize defenses.
Divide your forces to defend? At first glance it sounds so witty to say, however like. What a small infiltration force like S is afraid is that you will rely on the number of people to defend to the death, after all, no matter how crushed your equipment is, when the ammunition runs out, you can't stand the bullets, and there are not many people!
"The Spaniards' reinforcements began to disperse to the various batteries." The sniper coming down from the tower said to Bridge.
"Hmph, as expected, blow up this battery right away." Bridge said with a mocking sneer on his face and ordered the shore defense battery to be blown up.
Boom, boom! The Spanish reinforcements, who were rushing to the third battery, finally saw the "long-awaited" large-scale fireworks display, and the second battery behind them and the third battery they were rushing to reinforcements were detonated almost at the same time.
In addition to the shame of being played back and forth in the hearts of the soldiers, there is more of the feeling of escaping, if it is a little later or one step earlier, they may all become a ghost in the sea of fire.
As for the Spanish officer, who was ashamed of his IQ being suppressed just now, he doubted whether his IQ could reach the level of about seventy.
Of course, after ten minutes or so, the officer should have answered the question in the negative, and since he suggested that the nearby Spanish defenders had sent reinforcements to the nearest battery, it was clear that these diluted forces were not enough for the Song people to use to stuff their teeth.
"Good, six minutes ahead of the expected end of the operation. Come on, boys, let's go to the civilian area and fish out those two two-knife pilots. Bridge said, looking at his watch.
Just as Bridge and his men were heading to the agreed turn point with the S2 Greyback Helicopter, a Greyback Falcon, also painted in army green, bypassed the Spanish defenses, and was quietly approaching Manila from the inland jungle area, which was almost like a branch of the woods and was painted with a white "S1" symbol.
A demolition monster sitting by the side hatch with his feet dangling from the plane looked at the marker underneath the plane, then held out four fingers at his teammates in the cabin.
“Four minutes!”
Seeing the gesture of the demolition monster, the other demolition monsters in the cabin began to inform each other.