The moment the French team rushed into Sao Paulo, Youn felt the crisis. (Remember me duknkn) Immediately prepared the strength of two regiments, ready to launch a counter-charge and drive the French out of St. Paul.

But no sooner had the ranks assembled than the French artillery fired again. Not only the artillery of the army, but also the warships moored on the sea also joined in the fun. The large-caliber naval guns were constantly bombarding, especially the 305mm naval guns. Every time the gun went down, it was a big crater with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

Helpless, You En had to order the troops to disperse again. Gathering together will only become a living target for shells. [bsp;The shelling lasted for a full hour. The range of the shelling, just in the west of Sao Paulo, made it impossible for Youn to launch a counterattack. In just half an hour, the 1st Regiment of the 1st Division of the 1st Division of the French Iberian 2nd Army, which rushed into Sao Paulo, has already established a simple position. The cross-firing points composed of heavy machine guns and light machine guns formed a series of tight defenses in front of the position, which was enough to make the enemy bloody.

As soon as the shelling was over, the 2nd Regiment, which was ordered to come to support, had already arrived. With their participation, the position was solid.

"Okay, very good! As long as we can get through tonight safely, then we will win!" Antonio put down the binoculars and said excitedly. "Order the artillery regiment, get ready tonight. Mark the shooting elements in advance, and once the front line requests shelling, support it immediately!"

Contrary to Antonio's good mood, the Sao Paulo City Defense Command of the US military is in a gloomy mood.

You En's face was livid: "Ketmara, what did you do? You were asked to supervise the battle, but even your own supervisor team was scattered by the rout!"

"General, the French artillery fire was too fierce. The sailors who had never fought, their legs were weak when they heard the sound of the artillery. As soon as the French rushed up, they were defeated. I practiced shooting and killed several The sailors who retreated against orders were useless!" Ketemara quickly explained. Now Eun is still angry, if he doesn't explain well, I'm afraid his life will not be easy.

"Hmph! What should we do now? The French have already invaded Sao Paulo. If we don't find a way to drive them out, we will die. I'm afraid we will have to abandon Sao Paulo and run for our lives before reinforcements arrive!" You En said. face of resentment. The French attack was so sudden that they were not prepared at all. In addition, McCain is also a piece of trash. I really don't know how he became the commander of the 7th Fleet. The powerful 7th Fleet was completely lost in one day. Otherwise, with the support of the navy, Sao Paulo would not be so passive.

"No, the French must be driven out of the city!" You En stood up excitedly from his chair. The reason why he dared to imprison McCain and George was entirely based on his confidence in resisting the French army. That will not only reflect his ability, but also bring out the incompetence of McCain and George. In the future, his official career will surely be smooth sailing. But if he fails to resist the attack of the French army, he will not only bear the responsibility of defeat, but also the responsibility of illegally imprisoning the chief, and he will only die. Therefore, he had no choice but to work hard.

The same is true for Ketemala. He and You En are already grasshoppers tied to a rope. Once something happens, no one can escape!

"General, we want to drive the French out, but not now. It's daytime, and the French have the advantages of cannon fodder and weapons. If we attack now, we may not be able to drive the French out of Sao Paulo, but will cause us heavy losses! Ketemara quickly persuaded. Youn only has the strength of one division in his hands. One regiment has been disabled before, and there are 4 regiments left, which is not enough at all! And those marines and sailors are simply holding back.

You En nodded. To be able to become a division commander, he still has a certain degree of military accomplishment. It's just that I was dazzled. "Gather all the defeated marines and sailors, and use them to attack the French defense line tonight. If they dare to disobey again, they will all be killed without mercy! Rather than raising them to waste ammunition and food, it is better Use them to consume the French!" You En's tone was cold and full of murderous intent.

Ketemara nodded, letting others die is better than dying himself.

Night fell very much. The sea breeze hits, carrying a little fishy smell. If it wasn't for war, it would be a very peaceful scene. But the sound of gunfire and shell explosions from time to time made this tranquility disappear.

On the French positions, the smell of dinner still lingers. After dinner, the soldiers gathered in the trenches in twos and threes, talking in low voices. Talking about my hometown and the beautiful girl in my hometown.

At the front of the position, many observation posts are watching the situation in front of them intently. They are the eyes of the entire army.

The front of the position is still quiet, only some fires ignited after being shelled in the afternoon, making crackling sounds, but at the same time, the front of the position is illuminated brightly, so that possible enemies have nowhere to hide.

Time passed bit by bit. The French soldiers, except for the observation post, fell asleep one after another. In the dream, I met the beloved girls in my hometown.

At two o'clock in the morning, it started to get a little cold. The soldiers in charge of security couldn't help tightening their clothes. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in front of the position, but then it stopped. After a while the voice came back.

The soldiers in charge of guarding widened their eyes. He felt a figure flickering in the darkness ahead. He left and raised his gun, aiming at the figure. "Bang!", the gun rang, and the French army's position immediately boiled. The soldiers woke up startled from their sleep, but then quickly entered the position under the orders of the junior officers.

"Damn it! We'll still be spotted!" Youn put down the binoculars and kicked a small rock in front of him away.

For this raid, he carefully prepared a battalion of elite soldiers, trying to break through the French defense line at night and drive the French out of St. Paul. When the two sides are twisted together, the powerful artillery fire of the French army will also be completely useless.

However, the raid was exposed and later evolved into a storm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of shelling sounded in the French position. Flares were launched into the air one after another, and the US troops in front of the position suddenly showed nothing to hide.

Heavy machine guns shouted first, followed by light machine guns and rifles. A death fire net was formed in front of the position.

After the raid failed, the US military commander in charge of directing the raid immediately issued an order for a storm. At this time, they were less than 100 meters away from the French army's position. An excellent soldier could run this distance in more than 10 seconds.

However, even the French army reacted. The short distance of 100 meters turned into a natural moat at this moment. More than half of the six to seven hundred people in the entire U.S. camp responsible for the raid fell on the way to the raid. The rest, seeing that there was no hope of winning, had to retreat.

"Trash!" You En cursed immediately when he saw the attacking soldiers. "Ketemara, prepare for an assault. In addition, the artillery fires!"

In order to be able to succeed, You En took out all the last cannons.

Ketemara drove nearly 3,000 marines and sailors, and launched a desperate assault on the French positions. Behind them is a regiment of the US Army.

The sudden shelling caused considerable losses to the French army. But then our own artillery quickly launched a counterattack, which not only completely suppressed the opponent's shelling, but also killed a large number of attacking US troops. The shooting elements have been marked before, and the French artillery regiment only needs to fire according to the coordinates given by the front-line observation post.

The U.S. military is very brave. Facing the superior firepower of the French army, they showed a fearless and fearless spirit. But in the face of the steel storm, apart from being torn to pieces, it is useless at all. Even with all their might, the French positions remained motionless. At dawn, they even broke into the French army's position, but they were all driven out by the French army's reserve team.

When the sun rose, a thick layer of corpses had piled up in front of the French position. Of the more than 6,000 U.S. troops who participated in the attack, more than half stayed here.

"Ketemara, prepare for street fighting!" You En said helplessly, at this moment, he was no longer so arrogant.

Ketemara was in trouble for a while, and the U.S. military did not have much experience in street fighting. Moreover, after being ravaged by the powerful artillery fire of the French army, there are not many buildings left in Sao Paulo. This is how to fight the French on the streets, I am afraid, it is correct to prepare to run away.

After dawn~lightnovelpub.net~Antonio once again put in a battalion to join the attack, and the U.S. military began to retreat steadily.

The French team, with rich experience in street fighting, drove the US troops out of Sao Paulo after two days. You En only had time to take away more than a thousand remnants and defeated generals. The rest of the American soldiers were either killed or surrendered. Even McCain and George, who were imprisoned by him, were captured by the French army.

After five days of fierce fighting, St. Paul finally fell into the hands of the French army.

Since then, in southern South America, apart from scattered US troops, there has been no decent US team.

When the 1st Division of the 2nd Iberian Army stormed Sao Paulo, the 89th French Army also landed in El Salvador. Together with several other divisions of the 2nd Iberian Army, they swept across South America. At the same time, Marshal Davout led the French 1st Army, which also rushed out of the Guyana plateau and attacked from the north to the south.

The U.S. coalition forces retreated steadily. In the end, more than 200,000 troops were squeezed to the lower reaches of the Tocantins River, relying on the city of Belem and the coastline to defend.

So far, the entire South America, except for a very few areas, most of the areas are in the hands of the French army.