Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 280 - Bustling Port

Chapter 280        Bustling Port

When the cataclysm happened, there was a riot in Cuba. The National Liberation Front took control of the north of Cuba including the capital city, Havana. At the same time, they gathered a few warships, invaded Bahamas, and conquered its capital city, Nassau.

Under the lead of General Santos, thousands of armed soldiers and more than millions of poor Cubans came to Nassau. The three hundred thousand citizens in Nassau were treated as slaves. Meanwhile, General Santos was going to attack the Polarlys Legion. A huge amount of Cubans followed; they thought they could reap some of the benefits.

The people who did not have boats or ships could only stay in Nassau. They were sad that they could not go but at the same time, they were excited about the invasion. It was such a great thing for the Cubans

The Cubans have always been suppressed by the United States in the past. However, now, millions of Cubans were in the United States. They were so excited that they could celebrate for the entire day with their favorite rums.

“Get rid of the Polarlys Legion!”

“The victory is ours!”

“Bring more booty back!”

The people on the fleet who were ready for the invasion were excited too when they saw the people cheering and waving at them. Compared to the 1000-ton frigate they used last time, the Bunker Hill dock landing ship was nearly ten thousand tons. It was so much bigger and looked so much greater than the old frigate they had.

There were also a few thousand indigenous people of Nassau at the port. Most of the people in Bahamas were African-American. Since the Cubans occupied Nassau, they became the second-class citizens. They were all treated very badly.

On the day of the invasion, the people of the Bahamas were forced to celebrate at the port. However, compared to the happy Cubans, they were rather calm. There was no expression on their faces. They saw the Bunker Hill dock landing ship and a dozen frigate ships traveling around the Bunker Hill.

The Bunker Hill was not the only thing Santos received from the Brotherhood of Steel; there were tons of frigates from the U.S coast guard. Any of these frigates was much better than the old frigate they had. Thus, Santos' force was significantly increased and they were the reason he had the guts to attack the Polarlys Legion.

The Bunker Hill was equipped with two 76mm naval guns and the Phalanx Close-In Weapon system - a close-in weapon system for defence against anti-ship missiles or helicopters. The Brotherhood of Steel sent them the professional operators so the close-in weapon system could work.

While the fleet set off, a large drone showed up. It was flying around a few hundred meters away from the ground and flew across the Nassau port. As the drone was huge and slow, everyone on the ground saw it.

When the people of Bahamas saw the drone, they were a little surprised. They started to whisper and discuss about it.

“Is that the drone from the Polarlys Legion?”

“Are they able to beat Santos like they did the last time?”

“Is there a strong fleet behind the drone that would able to fight against these damn Cubans?”

The Bahamians discussed in very low voices. On the other hand, the Cubans at the port who followed the fleet went crazy.

“It must be the drone from the Polarlys Legion!”

“Hurry up, take it down, shoot it down!”

“Get rid of those Americans, show them the power of the Cubans.”

As the people shouted and yelled, a few operators in the radar control room received an order from the captain, “Shoot it down immediately.”

“Yes, sir,” one of the operators replied.

The Phalanx Close-In Weapon system was activated, the 20mm cannon rose and launched an artillery shell. After a few moments, it hit the drone and completely destroyed it. The drone was shattered and dropped into the sea.

“Yay! Awesome! Our frigate is the strongest.”

“The Polarlys Legion is doomed. They are not going to use the laser-guided artillery shell again. We're not going to let any drone get close anymore.”

“Using the weapons received from the Americans to attack the Americans. It's such a great feeling!”

All the Cubans cheered when they saw the first attack of the Close-In Weapon system. When the drone was destroyed, they were so excited; it was like they had won the battle. Meanwhile, Santos was still in Guantanamo. He was relieved when he received the news through the wireless radio.

“Get me a bottle of wine. We've got to celebrate. After the invasion, that little ignorant brat is going to pay for what he did.” Santos was happy and of course, his guards were happy too. They had already started to drink and celebrate.

For the Bahamians in Nassau, the drone was their last hope. However, their hope was instantly broken when they saw the shattered drone. The drone only showed up for less than two minutes.

“What are the people of the Polarlys Legion doing?”

“Are we going to be ruled by the Cubans forever?”

“The Polarlys Legion can't even help themselves, why would they come save us?”

“We're done. No more freedom, no more democracy. We're so done.”

While some of the people at the port were happy and some of them were upset, the fleet continued to travel. The only problem with the fleet was that the traveling speed of the Bunker Hill was too slow. It could only travel at a maximum of fourteen knots where the other ships in the fleet could travel at twenty-four knots or even up to thirty-two knots.

Even so, the Cubans were not really worried because they were very confident. They thought the distance from Nassau to Abaco Island was only around fifty nautical miles. It would only take them a few hours.

While the people were still very excited about setting off, the sound of an engine rose from the other side. It was a little similar to when the drone appeared. However, this time, there was no drone, it was just the sound of one.

“Oh, it must be a huge one.”

“It might be the attacking air fleet from the Polarlys Legion.”

“Doesn't the Polarlys Legion consist of Americans? It could be a carrier strike group.”

“Oh bullshit, where do you get an aircraft carrier?”

Again, the Cubans and Bahamians looked at the sky. They could see a black dot getting larger and larger. In the Bunker Hill, the radar already saw it coming. The officer-on-duty immediately reported to the captain, “Sir, there's a transport aircraft coming toward us.”

“A transport aircraft? How could it be a transport aircraft? Are they dumb? They should at least send a fighter aircraft that could actually do something to hurt us!”

For the Cubans and Bahamians with binoculars, they already saw that it was a C-130 transport aircraft: a medium transport aircraft that could land anywhere. It had excellent performance and wide application. However, it was a transport aircraft! A transport aircraft was not a fighter aircraft.

“Hahaha…., the Polarlys Legion is being stupid again. Once it gets close, our Close-in Weapon system will take 'em down immediately.”

“This is ridiculous, a transport aircraft. It's as transport aircraft! They have the stupidest commander ever. They're killing themselves.”

“I have no words for this. They are so stupid. I'm afraid the Bahamians would have to be slaves to the Cubans for the rest of our lives.”

As the Cubans laughed and the Bahamians wept, the C-130 aircraft suddenly changed directions. It started to travel in circles around the Bunker Hill at a distance of approximately five thousand meters. As soon as it turned, a 105mm caliber howitzer came into view.

It was the Lockheed AC-130 which had one more extra letter than C-130. However, they were totally different.

Chapter end