After receiving a call for help from Guantanamo, the Pentagon was completely in chaos. They could not have thought that someone would dare to attack the American military base. And until now they still don’t know who their enemy is?

Defense Secretary Weinberg and President Reagan already knew about this, and they were contacting the conference room to discuss countermeasures. At first, Pentagon officials thought that the matter was done by Cubans, but after contacting the Cuban authorities through various channels, the Pentagon realized that they had made a mistake.

"Come in, Mr. President want to know what's going on now!" As the door of the conference room opened, a group of senior generals were called in and reported to President Reagan over the phone about the progress of the matter.

"Okay, I want to know how our rescue is going?" President Reagan asked with a serious face.

"Report to Mr. President, our fighter jets have taken off and will reach the combat area within about an hour. However, according to the information provided by Guantanamo base, there is a large amount of crude oil burning there, so the air contains a large amount of carbon particles. If the fighter jets fly at low altitude, they may encounter danger!" A brigadier general of the US Air Force reported to the president.

"Where is the Navy, when will the Navy's nearest ship arrive?" President Reagan quickly asked about the Navy when he heard that the Air Force could not count on it.

"Mr. President, our missile cruiser closest to Guantanamo is still in Haiti. In addition, the Enterprise aircraft carrier battle group has also rushed to the waters where something happened. However, the oil leaked from the tanker attacking Guantanamo base and the wreckage of the hull blocked the channel, and our ships cannot enter Guantanamo Bay!" A navy general replied ashamedly.

"Gentlemen, how can you tell me how to explain to the taxpayers that our soldiers are in dire straits now, Congress has invested a lot of money in you every year, and you touch your conscience..." President Reagan was dissatisfied with the reluctance of these gusts of the Department of Defense. He knew that if things were allowed to continue like this, he would suffer the biggest political crisis since he took office.

"Mr. President, our Rangers are willing to go to the battle site and try our best to rescue our comrades!" At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and a brigade general walked into the conference room. His appearance looked very firm, and he didn't look like the same kind of people as the white-faced scholars of the Ministry of National Defense.

"Who are you?" At this time, someone volunteered to stand up. It definitely took great courage because he had to bear the huge pressure! President Reagan did not intend to blame the soldier. On the contrary, if this person did not speak loudly, the President would be willing to give him this opportunity.

"The Ranger Brigadier General Harmon wants you to report, Mr. President, my subordinates are in Haiti now, and we can airdrop to the rear of the enemy!" Harmon said firmly.

"You are crazy! That's the scope of the Cuban government's control. Do you want to declare war on Cuba?" As soon as Brigadier General Harmon's suggestion was immediately questioned. The guy who just said nothing in the venue just now began to attack Harmon. Harmon's expression did not change, and he stood there and let his colleagues ridicule him. He didn't care what these people think. He had to unexpectedly fight. Now there is no way to log in from the Cuban territory.

"Brother General Harmon, I approved your request and let it go!" President Reagan agreed to this suggestion for a few seconds. It is unwise to have a conflict with Cuba, but if things are allowed to continue like this, the longer the time will be delayed, the more people will die, which is unacceptable to the President himself and the American people.

Hammon, who was authorized, immediately left the conference room. In fact, before Harmon entered the conference room, he had ordered his subordinates to go to the firefighting area in Guantanamo.

While the Americans were deploying in full swing, Boris also organized the miscellaneous troops in his hands to start landing. At this moment, Lebed had already felt the closest to the freighter with the most intense delivery. He and Boris would take people to search from the bases on both sides.

The Katyusha rocket launcher destroyed most of the defenses located on the Guantanamo base near Cuba. Now it is not impossible to attack with infantry. However, the scope of this base is too large. According to the map, the area is about 170 square kilometers. Lebede's cruise impact tactics only destroyed the base's dock and part of the airport. In addition, there are large blank areas that are still unscathed. In Lebede's view, the danger of landing operations is still extremely high.

However, while Lebed's tanker tactics blocked Guantanamo Bay, it also blocked its own life. The members of the tanker's attack were not aware of these guerrillas. Now that they were red-eyed, few people would think about the issue of retreat.

There are only two ways in front of Lebed. They either surrender to the Cuban government or rush out of the land along the bodies of the US military. In fact, there is no need to choose anyone at all. Everyone knows how the Cuban government treats drug dealers.

Everyone dispersed, don't gather, don't get together, pay attention to the enemy's firepower points. Lebed covered his face with a Balaclava hat, revealing his eyes and mouth! This look is exactly the same as the Chechen Ingush guerrillas in the Soviet Union.

As Lebe's troops accelerated their pace, the front was finally subjected to resistance from the garrisons in the base. After several gunshots, Lebede and the American troops fought together.

"Don't get too entangled, use the flamethrower to open the circuit!" With a command from LeBi, several guerrillas holding the flamethrower lined up and lie down on the spot. Then a fire wall rushed towards the US army that came to build a line of defense. At this time, the air was rich in flammable volatiles. The flamethrower could play a role of twice the result with half the effort. Just a charge, and each of the US troops rushing towards the opposite side became a fireman.

Lebed looked anxiously at the watch on his wrist. Forty minutes have passed since the attack was launched. The longer the time is, the more unfavorable it is for Lebed. Lebed couldn't help but frown and shouted to his subordinates, hurry up and move forward quickly. We must find Ivankov before the enemy reinforcements feel it, and then escape from here.
Chapter completed!