The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 583: Let me take the blame for you?
Hearing the explosions in the distance, followed by a sudden burst of gunfire like a rainstorm, Nelson Myers' face turned pale.

He understood that Chen Zhengwei guessed right.

"Go and find out what's going on ahead!"

"Go check if the defense line has been set up."

Nelson Miles immediately gave orders quickly, then stared at the map closely and continued to mark the area around the city center.

However, news soon came in.

A messenger with blood on his shoulder rushed into the headquarters and said anxiously:

"General, our retreating soldiers encountered an ambush. The natives got behind us! The retreating army suffered heavy casualties and has been dispersed."

"Their people are everywhere now, and they are following us and fighting us. We can't even keep our distance!"

Hearing this, the staff officers in the headquarters all looked shocked: "Which direction did you come back from?"

"I came back from the direction of Hertzmani..."

Before he finished speaking, another messenger with a face full of smoke rushed in and said in a difficult tone:

"The defense line of Calle 29 was lost. The Colombians and the soldiers fleeing from the front line broke through the defense line together!"

After hearing this, the staff officers' faces became even uglier.

Quickly surround the map.

The location of Kale 29 Street is not in the southwest, but in the south of the castle.

Then bad news came one after another.

The 37th Street line was also lost.

Same as on 29th Street.

First the soldiers were ambushed, and the surrounding darkness was filled with Colombians.

Then they collapsed and fled.

The Colombian army broke through the defense line following the fleeing soldiers in front.

Moreover, due to the darkness, the armies of both sides were mixed together, and now even if they wanted to order the fleet's artillery to open fire in support, it was impossible.

The staff officers looked at Nelson Miles one by one.

"They want to drive us back into the sea!" Nelson Miles took a deep breath.

If this continues, not only will they be driven back into the sea, but they will also lose most of their troops.

The army in his hands will be devoured by the other side in this process.

"He guessed right..." said a staff officer who followed Nelson Miles to the hotel, his face pale and his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"He had thought of it before. If he had reminded us earlier..."

Nelson Miles gritted his teeth and drew a line on the map with a pen: "Order the soldiers to retreat to Heredia Avenue, and defend 31st Street, the fortress and the port!"

He had to get the army back on its feet, otherwise there would be greater casualties.

Most places in Cartagena have complicated roads and narrow alleys everywhere, like a maze.

Only a small area in the city center has wide roads and neatly built buildings, making it more suitable for defense.

"What about the command center?" The others immediately looked at Nelson Miles.

The defense line that Michael rearranged reduced the defensive area by half.

The command center is just outside the defense area.

"Move the headquarters to the hotel!" Nelson Miles took a deep breath and said.

Soon, Nelson left two people here to temporarily issue orders and notify other teams of the changes in the command center's location.

Then the group retreated back to the hotel where Chen Zhengwei was staying.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel gate, I saw hundreds of people outside the hotel, all Chinese sailors wearing shirts, canvas pants and boots.

And these people were carrying boxes down from the carriage.

Nelson Myers even saw two huge and ferocious-looking guns.

Although he had never seen these two guns before and didn't know the functions of them, he guessed that they were Chen Zhengwei's trump cards.

Chen Zhengwei has many weapons that are more advanced than those of the army.

Seeing this scene, Nelson Miles felt much more at ease. He withdrew his gaze and walked quickly into the hotel.

In the hotel, Chen Zhengwei's men were seen standing aside with guns in their hands.

A female musician was playing the violin, and the sound was melodious.

Chen Zhengwei still did the same thing as before, but there was a bottle of red wine and a cup on the coffee table in front of him.

With a relaxed smile on his face, he seemed to be enjoying the evening.

And there was no surprise when I saw them.

It was as if they had known that Nelson Miles and the others would come.

Nelson Miles took off his hat and put it on his chest, then bowed slightly to Chen Zhengwei: "Mr. Chen, you guessed right."

"The situation is not good for us now. The Colombians took advantage of the night to go around the side and rear of the front line, set up an ambush, and launched a charge at the same time, directly dispersing our retreating troops and breaking several lines of defense."

"If the army is handed over to you to command, do we still have a chance?" Nelson Miles did not ask Chen Zhengwei whether he was confident of winning.

Because the situation has reached this point, being able to maintain stability will be considered a victory.

He could only try his best to delay it. If he continued, the casualties would be very ugly.

In this case, he might as well let Chen Zhengwei give it a try. He has some expectations for Chen Zhengwei's abilities.

And even if it fails... Chen Zhengwei will also bear some responsibility. He can also use this opportunity to understand Chen Zhengwei's command style.

"You come to me at this time and ask me to take the blame for you?" Chen Zhengwei clapped his hands with a smile.

"Nelson Miles, this is the first time I realize that you are so suitable to be a politician. Why don't you go into politics? I support you to be the governor!"

"I take full responsibility!" Nelson Miles said in a deep voice.

"If you don't take responsibility for a fight like this, who will?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and looked at the female musician first.

"You can stop!"

The violin stopped abruptly.

Chen Zhengwei picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Tell me the details!"

Nelson Miles immediately spread the map on the coffee table and said his arrangements and ideas: "I have ordered the deployment of defense lines here, here, and here."

"On the front line, they took advantage of the darkness and complex environment to ambush us from the sides and behind."

"Here, the roads are straight and the buildings are all stone buildings built by the Spanish, which are more suitable for defense."

"We still have about 600 people on these lines of defense."

"But there are still deserters on the front line!" Chen Zhengwei sneered. Unless Nelson Miles intends to kill all those deserters, the Colombians will use the same trick again.

Soon after, the fleeing soldiers broke through the defense line.

Chen Zhengwei took a sip of red wine and said, "Su Ya, take 60 people to this building to ambush."

"After the defense line collapses, we'll attack once half of the Colombians have rushed in!"

Chen Zhengwei pointed directly to the intersection of 31st Street, then looked around. Few of the bodyguards around were capable of taking on the responsibility.

He simply pointed to the sailors who were moving things outside and said, "Go outside and ask them which one has a higher position."

Soon, a man was brought in. He was the artillery commander of the Pallas, Wu Qingrui.

"Take 60 people with you and ambush here. Wait until half of the Colombians rush in before you take action!" Chen Zhengwei ordered him.

"Got it, boss!" The other party was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed.

"Take those two machine guns, too."

"Have someone take them over, and then notify the people on your two lines of defense. If the fleeing soldiers attack, they should pretend to flee, and after rushing to the back half of the street, they should rush back when they hear our gunfire."

"Remember, let them pretend to collapse, not really collapse! If your people really escape and trap my people there, I will hang you first! Then I will leave all the army here to die." Chen Zhengwei snorted coldly and said to Nelson Miles.

"Have someone pour tung oil on the street, and when you hear the gunshots, light the tung oil first, and then rush back to kill."

Nelson Myers nodded. He probably understood what Chen Zhengwei was thinking.

Using that kind of continuous-fire submachine gun, they lured the Colombians in and massacred them, and then the army counterattacked and drove the Colombians back.

Separate the fleeing soldiers and Colombians, and then rebuild the defense line.

However, this is based on the rapid-fire weapons under Chen Zhengwei's command, and he can't learn it even if he wants to.

But this also made him feel relieved. After all, he had personally experienced the power of Chen Zhengwei's guns.

This tactic has a very high success rate.

It also made him realize that although this tactic was simple, after Chen Zhengwei learned about the situation from him, he could think of it and make a decision without even thinking, which was not simple.

This shows that Chen Zhengwei has an amazingly keen insight into the battle situation, and has strong self-confidence and decisiveness.

Moreover, he is very good at street fighting in the city.

After Chen Zhengwei gave the order, Nelson Miles did not hesitate and immediately arranged for people to take Su Ya and Wu Qingrui to the ambush point arranged by Chen Zhengwei. These people kicked open the door and entered the building, then blocked the door from the inside.

They then informed the commander of the defense line.

The commander of the defense line immediately ordered people to bring tung oil and sprinkled two lines on the ground, from the beginning of the street to the end of the street.

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of gunfire and footsteps in the darkness, some blood-stained, terrified army soldiers shouted, "Don't shoot, they are our own!"

While running out from the street, he quickly passed through the defense line.

Immediately afterwards, more defeated soldiers rushed over.

The soldiers on the defense line could see the fear in those people's eyes, and could also see people being shot and falling down from time to time. This made them feel very nervous and they gripped the gun handles tightly.

However, along with the defeated soldiers came Colombian soldiers.

They shot and chased.

The soldiers on the defense line wanted to attack, but were blocked by the fleeing Colombian soldiers behind them.

Soon, they saw the native soldiers rushing towards them with old-fashioned rifles with bayonets on the front ends.

Bang bang bang!
As the defense line fired, a row of native soldiers fell to the ground, but more native soldiers jumped over and stabbed the army soldiers in the chest with their bayonets.

The defense line was broken in a short time, and then the soldiers on the defense line were affected by the fleeing soldiers and began to flee.

Su Ya hid behind the window on the second floor, looked down through the crack, and cursed inwardly.

There are too many of these Colombian soldiers.

If there are enough ants, they can kill an elephant.

Su Ya gestured to the person next to him, took out a grenade from his waist, and pulled the safety. After waiting for a moment, he estimated that the Colombian soldiers in front had rushed to the middle of the street.

Then he pushed the window open violently and seven or eight grenades were thrown out from the window.

The vegetarian duck shrank directly to the wall.

The Colombian soldiers suddenly looked up at the window and saw round balls being thrown at their feet and rolling everywhere.

Boom boom boom!
(End of this chapter)