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Chapter 251 Surprise attack on Santiago (first update, please subscribe)
The roaring train was going northward at a fast speed, and nothing seemed to be able to stop the train along the way. Behind the train, the flames of war were raging, and in front of the train, there was an extraordinarily peaceful land shrouded in twilight.

All the way!
The smoothness along the way exceeded An Fusheng's imagination. The small train station along the way had been controlled by the raiding team. As for the few big stations along the way, they just "jumped" over - drove past quickly.

Army ranks!
It is perfectly normal not to rely on the station, and those train stations have not noticed anything abnormal at all.

According to the plan of the General Staff, there is no rear area in this war. The role of dispatching the raid team in advance is to make Santiago deaf and blind by occupying the small train station and destroying the Chilean telegraph lines, at least in a short period of time because of information asymmetry, thus paving the way for the next step.

What is the next step?
It was An Fusheng who led this commando team—they would go straight to Huanglong and attack San Diego directly.

There had never been such a bold plan of attack in the world, at least not in the world of 1866.

In fact, in ancient China, there were some precedents for such a surprise attack, and there were countless deceitful ways of using soldiers in ancient China.This plan is only a little borrowed from it.

What is the biggest change?
This is the train!

At the back of the train, sixteen stuffy tank carriages were towed, and hundreds of armed commandos stood crowded in the carriages. They all wore Chilean military uniforms without exception, and there were even many European soldiers. From the looks of it, they are no different from ordinary Chilean troops.

European officers, Indian soldiers, any Chilean army is composed of these two.

Even when the train passed some stations to add water, it did not attract the attention of others. No one could have imagined that someone would be so bold as to directly send a small team to attack the capital of a country.

Such a plan is too bold!
Not to mention that outsiders couldn't think of it, even as the executor of the plan, An Fusheng was also guilty of muttering in his heart. He was smoking a cigarette, standing beside him, and the deputy captain Zhang Pengju was also quietly smoking. Their eyes met in the air, neither of them spoke, but they all understood the meaning of the other.

I'm so worried!
"Coming!"

Finally, An Fusheng broke the silence.

"Ok!"

Zhang Pengju nodded,
"After parking, act according to plan."

Pursing his lips, An Fusheng took a puff of cigarette and said again.

"Everything should be fine!"

The train roared forward. On this night, everything was so peaceful. Finally, the train driver pulled down the switch near the city of Santiago, and a small red light immediately lit up in the rear compartment, and officers and soldiers stood up one after another. Standing up, they stared at the narrow window in the car door.

About to arrive at the destination.

"It's about to arrive, everyone get ready!"

An Fusheng shouted loudly, and then spoke again.

"Costly."

"Sir."

A Hispanic-looking officer squeezed over, and he straightened his collar, and then said.

"Don't worry, we have simulated it many times!"

His Chinese was a bit blunt, and when he turned his face away, he spoke Spanish again.

"Everyone is ready to get out of the car, pay attention to the pace of the procession, don't worry, even God doesn't know, we will be so bold!"

Even God couldn't have guessed that someone would bring a load of enemy troops by train, and it would be the kind directed at the capital.

Ten minutes later, the train entering the railway station slowly stopped. As soon as the train stopped, a station attendant on the platform asked.

"Where did you come from? Why was the telegram from the south interrupted?"

"From Talca, I heard that the Southerners defeated our army at Chillan. The telegraph line must have been destroyed by their people. Many Indians were encouraged by them to rebel."

When the conductor answered loudly, he pointed to the carriage and said.

"In order to prevent the rebels from attacking Santiago, the general specially transferred a regiment of troops."

While they were chatting, the car door opened, and teams of Chilean soldiers jumped out of the car. The officers were shouting loudly, and sometimes beat the Indian soldiers with whips.

All this looked so familiar, the staff and police at the station had long been familiar with it, and even though there seemed to be a lot of natives in this infantry regiment, they didn't think there was anything strange about it.

An Fusheng, who was in the queue, lined up loosely like other soldiers, and even put his hat on his head casually.

Everything seemed to be going well, and after the queue was formed, the Chilean army just walked out of the train station.After the troops walked out of the station, there were actually many large carriages parked outside the station, and the officers and soldiers got into the carriages directly, which seemed to be the same as usual.

They should have gone to the military camp outside the city by carriage.

Someone muttered inwardly, as for the police at the train station, they just glanced over there, at most just curious in their hearts, and didn't think there was anything unexpected about the appearance of the carriage, maybe it was a temporary employment by the army. carriage.

In fact, they didn't know that these dozens of carriages were hired by the spies of the investigation department lurking in San Diego. After a simple meeting, the troops got into the carriages, and as soon as they left the station, the troops split up and drove towards the established target.

At two o'clock in the morning in San Diego, the streets were surprisingly quiet, and the street lamps on the side of the road were emitting dim lights. Everything was the same as before, without any difference.

Several carriages walked towards Constitution Square, where the Presidential Palace La Moneda Palace is located. The La Moneda Palace is not only the presidential palace, but also the government headquarters. Although it is not the official residence of the ministers, it is What is certain is that it is still the official residence of the President.

"Sir, the Constitution Square is in front of you. The La Moneda Palace is just to the north of the square. There is a company of guards stationed there all the year round..."

Mirrav, who was driving the carriage, introduced the situation around the presidential palace to An Fusheng, and then said.

"According to the plan, we will send you to Constitution Square, and the next action is up to you, sir."

Mirrav looked at the officers around him, and he murmured in his heart that if the operation failed, he would definitely flee immediately. After all, he was just a spy, and there was no need to pick up a gun and fight the Chileans desperately, and in his opinion , Whoever made this plan must be crazy.

An Fusheng nodded and said.

"Don't worry, you can just send us to the front of the presidential palace."

(End of this chapter)