Chapter 549: Raid on Fort Santiago
“One minute!”
The S1 "Greyback Falcon" slid out of the lush tropical jungle and flew towards a gray-white castle.
After hearing his teammates' hints that he was about to reach the target in a minute, Lin Ruiquan took his eyes off the aerial plan with many circles and arrows drawn with red lines.
Lin Ruiquan adjusted the position of the army green HK416A5 assault rifle hanging on his chest, and then pulled the windproof goggles from the helmet to the eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that the "director team" had a strange requirement that he must bring the yellow race to the task of raiding the Governor's Palace, as a rookie who had never experienced actual combat, he would have carried that one. The L85A2 rifle that Team S discarded was used by Ensign Bridge to abuse vegetables on the beach in the S2 under the protection of Second Lieutenant Bridge.
That's right, don't look at Bridge and his men who turned the Spanish defense line on the coast upside down, but that . Team S, with the exception of Bridge, the leader, is a group of newcomers who have just passed the examination and entered the Air Service Regiment.
How new are those people? It was new to the point that because they were not familiar with the more powerful HK series rifles, they could only go to the battlefield with the L85 that could be loaded with bayonets!
Although Lin Ruiquan was not familiar with the HK416A5 rifle hanging from his chest, the leader of the team, Sergeant Blind, should have treated him as a removable supply bag, and almost everything else was on his body. S old birds can use the equipment.
"Lin, you hold the gangplank door in the rear cabin, and the last one to come down." Blind's words made Lin Ruiquan more determined to conjecture that he was a mobile equipment pack.
The two years in Manila have not been peaceful, especially since the Spanish colonial authorities recently imprisoned Jose in Fort Santiago. After Rizal's execution, the local rebellion intensified.
In view of the unstable situation, the Governor has placed his most elite garrison around Fort Santiago.
Judging from the information provided by the "director's team," most of the Maxim machine guns newly purchased by the Spaniards were placed on the defensive positions centered on Fort Santiago, and the troops protecting the coastal defense artillery positions were actually only assigned two Maxim heavy machine guns.
Of course, mastered the Spanish defense deployment. The helicopter infiltration of Team S will eventually render the many defensive positions carefully laid out by the Governor useless.
But this one of the decapitation missions. It is still possible for the S-Team to face a lot of fire points hidden behind the fortifications, as well as a lot of CQB combat.
For this reason, Ensign Bridge chose to take the new Ding to the coastline to walk the monkey himself, and arranged all the old birds to carry out the decapitation mission, well, due to the strange requirements of the "director team", the old birds must also bring a new baby with a yellow face.
"What sound?" The Governor, who had been hiding in Fort San Diego lately, was unfamiliar with the roar of helicopter engines.
"My lord, that's, that's the strange cry of the 'Iron Dragonfly'!" The Ka-27 has not flown along the coast once or twice, but there are still people who know the goods around the Governor.
"Ring the bell! The enemy is going to raid the castle! "Obviously, the Governor has some superficial understanding of the airdrop.
Shout! Shout! Shout! As soon as the Governor finished speaking, the rocket pod under the folded short wings of the S1 "Grayback Falcon" launched a wave of cluster rockets towards the ground.
Then the 12.7mm machine gun under the nose fired another hundred rounds at the small square in the castle before swaggering to a halt on the empty stone floor.
“Move! Move!” The rear hatch opened and the gangplank was lowered, and Sergeant Blind yelled and urged the team into battle.
"Finch, hurry up and suppress the firing point in the direction of ten o'clock."
"Lin, hurry up and kick that box with the 'javelin' out of the plane."
"Shit, the Spaniards have more accurate shooters than we thought! Mike, you stay on the plane and go back into the air with S1 to provide us with sniper cover. ”
It was evident that the Governor had the greatest soldiers at his side, and before the alarm bell rang, they had begun to fight back in an organized manner.
The "Greyback Falcon" landing directly allows . The S-team was able to form a battle formation faster and carry more weapons and equipment, but the empty landing field immediately put the team in a dangerous situation where they could not hide.
The Spaniards, occupying the favorable terrain, frantically headed towards the newly landed. Team S opened fire, and despite using bolt-action rifles, they were outnumbered and covered, and for a time the Spaniards had the upper hand.
"Smoke grenades, quick! We've got to get out of this damn square! Soon the Spaniard's macqin sounded. The S team members were almost all pinned down behind the fountain pool in the small square.
"S1, move to the right, I can't see the Spaniards' fire." Mike, who followed the "Greyback Falcon" back into the air, shouted to the pilot.
"S1, steady!" After the "Grayback Falcon" moved more than 100 meters to the right, the machine gun mounted by the Spaniard between the pointed roofs was finally spotted by Mike.
I saw Mike's left arm bent inward, palmed to his chest, and then put the L96A1 sniper rifle on his left elbow, adjusted his breathing, and bang! Click, pull, bang!
“Move!” As soon as the Spaniards' machine guns were silent, Blind led the men out of the empty square under the cover of white smoke.
Whew, whew, whew! Lin Ruiquan, who followed the old birds to rush to one roof, kept panting, and at this time he felt a surge of urine coming from his dantian.
His strong physique didn't help him perform well in the battle just now, and not firing a shot was his answer. The bullets poured from the Spaniard's head made it impossible for him to shoot even the simplest way in the direction in which the group had fired, and he was almost half-pushed and half-dragged by the old birds to this roof.
"Finch! Use the 'javelin' to blast away the Maxim who was shooting towards the hallway. Blind shouted at Finch behind another bunker in the distance.
"Hey! Lin, you follow me, and as soon as that damn Makqin shuts up, we'll rush through the hallway. Blinder said to Lin Ruiquan.
Not all buildings in Fort San Diego are as thick as its walls, and Makqin, who was hiding behind a second-floor stone wall, finally shut up after eating a Javelin anti-tank missile fired by Finch.
An explosion was heard, and Blinder slapped one in front of him. Team S's shoulder, the demolition monster immediately flashed out of the stone pillar where he was hiding, and used the FN Minimi machine gun in his hand to suppress the opposite side.
Under the cover of the Minimi machine gun, the assault team rushed through the corridor and approached the room that had been repeatedly painted in red circles on aerial photographs.
Directional blasting to dismantle the door, stun bombs to clear the way, and kill the scum in the house with only pistols and rifles It only took seventeen minutes for the entire "Hunter Operation". It's as easy as drinking water.
Within a few minutes, Blind led all the Spaniards who resisted, and those who surrendered were asked to kneel at the rectangular table.
"Well, this is the governor, that is the judge, ah, it should be the tax collector who hangs up." Blinder took the photograph and compared the captives and corpses one by one.
"Hehe, can you believe it, these guys are actually having a dinner, well, we really save trouble!" Blinder said to Lin Ruiquan, who felt unwell because of the smell of blood in the room.
"Lin, drink saliva, it's time for you to perform." Blinder said as he pulled a document from his bosom.
"Hey, wipe the vomit from the corners of your mouth, be dignified, you know?" One. S Lao Niao said with a hippie smile to Lin Ruiquan, who was about to read out the document.
Nima's, look at your picky and selective appearance at the dinner table, you and I are talking about a dignified chicken?