Chapter 144 Seizing the Warship
Every day, hundreds or thousands of tons of ammunition are consumed by them.
And every day, hundreds of thousands of zombies are killed by them.
All personnel and residents have entered a highly busy state, and everyone is trying their best to win.
According to the think tank's calculations, if the fighting continues like this, the ammunition reserves in the Human Alliance base will drop below 40 percent after the war is over.
After all, the munitions reserves in the Human Rights Alliance base are merely the reserves of a single Fort Benning Army base.
Although Lyon felt sad when he heard the news, this was an active attack by the enemy and they could only respond passively and were helpless.
And that afternoon, Peggy suddenly gave him a message.
"My dear, the warship we have been monitoring seems to be moving supplies and preparing to leave the port of Miami City."
Hearing this news, Leon suddenly became energetic.
If it weren't for this guy, he might still have some intelligence use. Facing the enemy, Leon would not show any mercy.
After saying this, he ignored the ugly looks of his officers and returned to his room to think about his plan.
"Well, that's good."
"Otherwise, I will send someone to relieve you of your duties and take over this warship."
Because of this, although General Tasima is afraid of the power of the Freemasons and will not take the initiative to oppose them, it is probably not an easy task to obtain his assistance.
"You don't need to annihilate the enemy or fight head-on. As long as you can delay them for half a day, that will be enough."
Then the giant monster attracted the attention and beat the person into a pool of meat by swinging a giant mace.
Just as he was thinking about these questions, he suddenly heard the sound of fierce gunfire outside, followed by the roar of the soldiers on the deck.
"Oh my god, there are monsters coming."
Thinking of this, he looked serious, glanced at the officers present, and said:
Lyon learned the history of the cruiser from a Cuban naval officer.
After saying that, Leon walked out of the captain's room and came to the side of the ship. He picked up a submachine gun that fell next to the corpse and began to help the soldiers on the dock clear the enemy.
Constantine gave a false smile and complimented:
"Mr. President, the most important reason why the Human Union is so powerful is your wise and powerful leadership."
Moreover, although this monster looked very clumsy, its running speed was extremely amazing. He ignored the bullets shot at him by the soldiers and in less than two minutes, he crossed a distance of several hundred meters and ran in front of the soldiers who were just carrying supplies.
Hibbert's face suddenly darkened. As a mid-level spy of the Freemasons, his habitual thinking has always been mission-oriented and he would not spare his life. He did not expect that these guys in front of him would be so slow in doing things.
In an instant, the entire warship began to become chaotic. The soldiers and officers on the deck were frantically looking for cover, picking up their weapons and looking around for the location of the sniper.
"In the future, our Human Federation will become stronger and stronger."
"Don't tell me, you want us to starve to death in the ocean."
"As long as you are still here, I believe that the People's Union will prosper forever."
Hibbert could no longer care about anything else and regardless of the danger, he immediately turned around and rushed into the captain's room, picked up the trumpet and shouted loudly:
Constantine was a little confused when he suddenly received a call from Leon, but he quickly reacted and guessed what the President was thinking.
"Otherwise, we will all be killed."
In just a few minutes, the Cuban soldiers were on the verge of morale collapse.
"Now, you only have one chance to surrender."
Although Leon felt somewhat pleased with himself, his face remained calm. He glanced at Constantine calmly and said:
"We have the most professional scientific researchers, the most loyal soldiers, and the most hardworking residents."
In Freemasonry, this kind of waste is often only used as human test subjects for recycling.
"One man fights against hundreds of soldiers, yet he remains unscathed. In the past, movies about personal heroism didn't dare to film it this way."
At present, the disaster in Cuba is more serious than that in the United States. Their residents have neither the spirit of resistance nor so many guns. The casualties they suffered in the tide of zombies are more serious than imagined.
"One day, you will have the chance to become as strong as me."
The soldiers of the People's Alliance not only captured more than 80 Cuban soldiers, but also captured a fully functional cruiser.
This battle is a good opportunity to test the fighting power of giant Tom and allow little Clanmanting to adapt to the atmosphere of the battlefield.
Leon, who was also wearing the Guardian Armor, just chatted briefly with the sharpshooter Yiwan about the mission, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.
However, he had no other choice. After all, this group of people were not members of the Freemasons. Trying to force them to take action would definitely backfire.
"Fire quickly, fire quickly."
He stood on the deck and looked in the direction where the soldiers were shouting.
"Don't worry about the soldiers on the dock. Get in position and set off immediately."
At the same time, he was also a little annoyed. He had been in charge of Florida affairs, but he had ignored this matter.
"Besides, we are not far from General Tamasi's base."
"We have seized the Shark Gang's warships and cut off their retreat. There is absolutely no chance for these guys to escape."
Hibbert was suddenly startled. He knew that this must be the enemy's backup plan. He quickly stood up, opened the door and walked out of the room.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Once again at an ambush site, after taking two bullets and killing six soldiers at an extremely fast speed, the Cuban soldiers on the warship immediately realized that this was a monster they could not defeat.
Moreover, considering Cuba's unique island country, the virus released by the Freemasons there is different from that released in North America. It is a different virus variant. What the internal situation is like now is probably only clear to local researchers.
If we continue to wait here, we will most likely encounter more unexpected risks.
"We are not far from Cuba. It will take less than two days to reach General Tamasi's base."
The Chinook transport helicopter was quite fast, and it took about three hours to fly from the Human Rights Alliance base to Miami City.
However, while they were in a panic, more enemies rushed out from the dock. Led by a group of elite soldiers in standard equipment, dozens of survivors with guns also joined the battle.
"Garbage, gabbers, you are all gabbers."
"Please rest assured, this time we will send special personnel to guard the warehouse, and such mistakes will never happen again."
Then he reached out and grabbed Hibbert's throat and injected him with an anesthetic.
He slapped his forehead and suddenly thought, yes, since most of the Shark Gang members have been sent out, the defense inside their warship must be weak. How could I have overlooked this matter?
"Put down your weapons, kneel on the ground, and wait for processing."
Although the warship is equipped with anti-aircraft missiles, making it difficult for aircraft to approach, they are short of manpower now, so they can try to capture it by force.
"Please give us another day, and we will definitely be able to complete the preparations before sailing."
Hibbert looked at the tragedy happening at the dock in horror, guessing in his heart that this giant must be a biological weapon sent by the Human Union.
"To be honest, I have thought of four or five methods. They will definitely not be able to leave the port today."
All I saw was a two-story-tall humanoid monster suddenly rushed out from the street a few hundred meters away at the dock with a wide view. I couldn't see his specific appearance clearly. He was holding a huge metal mace and was wearing a covering black alloy armor all over his body, like a humanoid Gundam. Even the pupil of his helmet was covered with transparent bulletproof glass.
He immediately picked up the communicator and connected to Constantine's call. Without further ado, he spoke directly:
"Constantine, I now order you to take your men to the port of Miami and prevent the Shark Gang's warships from leaving."
The Cuban soldiers on the dock had to guard against attacks from the rampaging monster giants, as well as sneak attacks from the elite soldiers. From time to time, sniper bullets would come from nowhere and blow their heads off.
Moreover, he himself had his objections to Director Lawrence's approach, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive, wasting a lot of resources and consuming the power he had spent several years building up. In the end, he only consumed the opponent's ammunition and did not achieve any results at all.
"Without logistical supplies, our soldiers would not dare to risk their lives for us. This is not a peaceful time. We are all trying to survive."
"As long as you remain loyal to the People's Federation and fight and dedicate yourself to its cause."
Compared with the desperate roars of the Cuban soldiers on the dock, the warship fell into an eerie silence.
Hibbert's expression changed when he heard this. They had just prepared to set out and someone had tampered with their food and drinking water. How could this be such a coincidence?
The soldier's companions were immediately frightened out of their wits. They roared in fear, raised their submachine guns, and shot desperately at the giant's head.
As the mission was urgent and there was not much time to gather a large number of soldiers, Lyon chose half an hour, took a few powerful men with him, and set off immediately.
Leon was still very confident in this guy's ability. He promised to give Constantine some rewards after completing the task. After stimulating his motivation, he immediately began to gather people and prepare to carry out this robbery mission.
Constantine climbed onto the warship with a gunshot wound on his shoulder and a nonchalant look on his face. When he saw Leon and the bodies scattered all over the deck, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes and he said:
"Mr. President, are you the legendary ace agent in peacetime?"
The soldier of normal height was like a puppy in his hands. With a slight squeeze, red juice burst out.
As the saying goes, you raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them in a moment, but it turns out that these useless people usually hide in the warships all day long, having fun, playing with women, smoking opium, and doing nothing.
He had no intention of greeting the enemy. Through the black helmet mask, he spoke in a deep and magnetic voice:
"it's over."
"If we continue to stay here, we might encounter other dangers, or even be attacked by their bomber fleets."
But it's better this way. Since no bombers were sent to destroy the warship at the beginning, it is a good choice to capture the warship now.
"My lord, marching and fighting is no joke."
In addition to the four of them, there were eight elite soldiers carefully selected from veterans on the plane. Their combat effectiveness and courage were impeccable and they could be of great use in this kind of small battle.
As soon as the man climbed onto the warship, he immediately took out two M1911 pistols from his body and began killing ruthlessly.
However, ordinary bullets could not do anything to the ten-centimeter-thick special alloy steel plate. When they hit it, they only created a few weak sparks on it but could not hurt it at all.
With a light grab of the metal-gloved hand, a soldier was pulled out of the bunker.
After hearing Hibbert's words, the people in the captain's room looked different, and a middle-aged officer couldn't help but say:
But he could never imagine how a small force of less than 10,000 people could develop such a powerful biological weapon that even the Freemasons might not know about.
Hibbert suspected that the conditions proposed by Director Lawrence might not impress the Cuban general.
"After all, if we reach General Tamasi, it shouldn't be a problem to ask him to support us with some supplies, right?"
......
Lyon walked slowly to the captain's room, exchanged glances with Hibbert who was in the captain's room, and walked in under the other's complicated and incomprehensible gaze.
Although he had not participated in a battle for a long time, his combat effectiveness had not declined. With the help of the golden finger in his body, his physical abilities had already surpassed those of ordinary people. The pleasure of killing made his body senses extremely sensitive.
The panic gradually spread to all the soldiers. No one dared to stand against Leon anymore. Many soldiers hid in the dark corners of the warship, trembling and not daring to make any sound.
He was as fast as lightning, had extremely accurate marksmanship, and seemed to possess a special sensing ability that allowed him to detect someone who wanted to attack him in the first instant and shoot them back.
According to Constantine's intelligence, all the Shark Gang members on the warship should have been sent out at this time, so there are at most about two hundred soldiers from the Cuban Navy on the warship, responsible for daily maintenance.
"Everyone, you should know that we are fighting the Human Rights Group. This time there is a problem with the drinking water and food. There is no doubt that they are the ones causing trouble."
"Don't worry, Mr. President. We may not be able to fight head-on, but we are the best at petty thefts."
Suddenly, he heard a clear "pop" sound and turned around to see an officer more than ten meters away from him whose head was blown up by a bullet from nowhere. Red and white blood spurted onto the deck and the body lying on the ground trembled unnaturally.
Yiwan's marksmanship is as good as a god, and in long-range shooting, he is even better than him with cheats. He is indeed a good helper. He has even considered bringing this young man into the Stinger Squad.
Lyon wielded two M1911 pistols and pushed his marksmanship to the limit. He was able to attack in two different directions at the same time. Relying on the Guardian armor on his body and the complex environment on the deck, he could basically kill the enemies the moment they showed their heads.
Before, Lyon was just intimidated by the cruiser's air defense missile system. In fact, they were not as powerful as they looked and could not withstand the attack of America's latest bombers.
Today, when their efforts were needed exactly, such a big mistake occurred.
"By adhering to the principle of putting people first, your lives will not be in danger."
The fat quartermaster in charge of logistics wiped the sweat from his forehead and said carefully:
"Lord Hibbert, although this batch of food and drinking water has been contaminated, we still have spare supplies stored in our dock warehouse."
However, it is not so easy to drive away a warship, and the battle on the dock is still fierce. But while the soldiers on the warship were desperately fleeing, no one noticed that a tall man in black protective armor had quietly climbed up using special equipment.
After taking control of the captain's room, Leon picked up the speaker in the captain's room and said:
"Listen, enemies of the Human Alliance. We have taken control of this warship and won the battle."
"But as you said, we are fighting the enemy, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. What if we are harassed by the enemy on the way and something unexpected happens during the journey?"
It turned out that Cuba's navy was very weak. Before the disaster broke out, their entire navy department had less than 5,000 people, and the total number of soldiers and officers was only about 3,000.
"There is a sniper, take cover quickly."
In the captain's room, Hibbert pointed at several of his officers and cursed them, feeling depressed.
"I think we can survive even without food and drinking water."
Hibbert shuddered all over, fell to the ground immediately, and shouted loudly:
Seeing this, Hibbert could only say with a dark face:
"No matter what, I'll give you another six hours. We have to set off in six hours."
In his eyes, the world seemed to slow down, and everything around his body was under his control.
There are only two cruisers belonging to Cuba, both of which were converted from long-distance fishing boats. They are called Damji River-class frigates, with a full load displacement of 3,200 tons and a maximum speed of 16 knots. The weapons on the ship are made up of a patchwork of weapons, mainly a double-barreled 57mm main gun, two P-15 anti-ship missile launchers, two 14.5mm double-barreled heavy machine guns and two twin-mounted 25mm heavy machine guns. The rear of the ship is a spacious helicopter landing class.
On the Chinook transport helicopter, Kevlar, dressed in black armor, tilted his head and sat next to little Clementine, talking to her softly, trying to calm the little girl's nervousness.
Seeing that Constantine was not buying into the big cake he had drawn, Leon decided to make the next move. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and continued:
"You probably don't know that Dr. Mephala and Dr. Hathaway are extremely talented. Not long ago, they discovered a way to multiply human lifespan from the zombie virus."
The giant smiled joyfully under his black helmet, and rushed towards the other soldiers with his hands and feet dancing. Modern weapons almost became a joke in front of his armor. No soldier could stop his actions, and they were all turned into indescribable pools of meat under his powerful attack.
I'm afraid this guy would never imagine until his death that the man he is facing now is the supreme leader of the Human Rights Organization, President Leon.
He immediately patted his chest and assured:
"Otherwise, death will be your only fate."
Half an hour later, the battle to capture the warship took less than six hours from decision to execution to completion.
These more than 200 soldiers may seem like a lot, but the combat quality of Cuban soldiers is quite poor. If it were just because they could not use heavy weapons on the warship, an elite special operations team would be able to teach them a lesson.
And the speed must be fast. If we wait until they leave the port and then want to force a landing, it will be much more troublesome.
"As long as they continue their research, perhaps one day our human life span will be extended to 200, 300, or even 1,000 years."
"As my right-hand man, I will consider giving you a spot."
"As long as you work hard, you will definitely stand on the side of our People's Union in the future."
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