Nine Hundred and Eighty Nine Everyone's Mission
? Has anyone ever thought about why they came to this world? Everyone is a unique existence, the rich man and the technician in the factory, none of them can replace the other, just like the gears on the huge machinery of the world. Please search () to see the most complete! fastest updated
It is possible for even the humblest beggar to blossom in splendor in his time. What's more, now is the era of world wars where heroes are born in large numbers, so every little person has his own story, which is not a fantasy.
Anyway, the Norwegian young man named Axel felt that he had found his own battlefield and his own story. He is now following a kind old man, carrying his American submachine gun, and cautiously crossing a minefield. As long as they pass here, they may create a miracle.
Give American bombers a clear target, those terrible high-altitude bombers can destroy those evil factories in Germany, drive away those hateful German devils, and let their descendants live a happy and beautiful life-what a tempting idea, what a great idea The goal!
Who would have thought that the kind old man in front of him would be the leader of an underground resistance organization? Who would have thought that these little-known little people would become the key to the outcome of the war in the end? Axel felt that his name had been written in the history books, that he was a hero to the entire world.
"My God! Why did someone light a fire in that forest?" A rebel soldier walking behind Axel looked at the distant forest in surprise. He knew clearly that there would be no military targets there. , because that is the village where his own home is located.
At this moment, he was a little at a loss. He really wanted to know which bastard set fire in the direction of the village. In this night, setting fire was a way to point out the bombing location to the Allied planes, and it had an irreplaceable special meaning. But it was a village! That's not a German factory!
"What's going on? Isn't that our home?" Of course Axel also lived in the town, so his heart was pounding nervously. If the Americans dropped bombs there, maybe the whole village would be completely destroyed. He heard the old man boast that the American bombs were so powerful that they could destroy an entire building.
The old man in the lead was obviously taken aback by the sight in front of him. His original plan was definitely not like this: "Damn it! It's the Germans! The Germans are setting fire on purpose, hoping to distract those American bombers!"
This is a very simple conspiracy, and it is also a very easy means of interference. It's a pity that when the entire combat plan was drawn up in advance, no one wanted to believe that the Germans were really that smart—the rebel organization was sure that their plan was hidden and impossible to be detected by the Germans...
It is a pity that from the movement of the Allied forces, the German army pre-judged the plan to bomb Norway, so some traps that were too late to be laid out were set up by the Germans in advance.
However, due to the unilateral transmission of intelligence, the Norwegian resistance organization did not have time to learn the equivalent news. In order to carry out the bombing mission, the United States and the United Kingdom did not intend to disclose adverse news.
As a result, these resistance organizations have encountered various setbacks since they were lurking, and they were preemptively suppressed by the German army when they attacked. The Germans used a large number of armored vehicles and tanks to carry out the mission of clearing and suppressing. The crushing of equipment plunged the entire combat plan into an unprecedented crisis.
Fortunately, the leaders of some resistance organizations mobilized the local prisoners of war and a small number of people, which gave the American bombers a glimmer of hope of winning and returning. The American bombers currently bombing the factory area have destroyed several factories, and their results can be described as brilliant.
"What should I do now?" Axel asked a topic that everyone was particularly interested in. Now their task seems to be impossible to complete, because even if they ignite all the gasoline they carry, there is no way to attract any air Attention--compared with the flames of the Germans, they can only be regarded as the light of fireflies.
"We are leaving now, and there is no way to explain everything." A member of the resistance organization wailed: "The Germans must have searched our town, they know we are missing tonight, and they burned our home, we There is really no way out.”
The old man nodded, and then waved his pistol: "We will continue to act! But the plan has changed. We will use the gasoline to burn down the German facilities. Even if they are sacrificed, we must prevent them from continuing to invade other people's homes!"
"Yes!" People with lofty ideals are the easiest to incite, because they themselves believe in the theory in their hearts. Without saying much, you can let them go through fire and water, and firmly believe that even if they die, they will dedicate themselves to everything they firmly believe in.
After simple mobilization, the crew of this team continued to explore forward, but when they were about to approach the factory area, they were blocked by an occasional problem. At the end of their way forward, a temporary German anti-aircraft position was firing fiercely at the sky. The huge air waves made the camouflage net vibrate up and down, which looked very powerful.
The instant light of firing allowed these members of the resistance organization to see the enemy on the opposite side clearly. Not far away, a German artillery commander raised his head and pointed to the sky, while several artillerymen were busy carrying shells from ammunition boxes. There was a faint sound of hurried German commands, as well as simple responses and the sound of metal friction adjusting the elevation angle of the artillery.
It is impossible to detour without disturbing the anti-aircraft artillery position, so these members of the resistance organization raised their submachine guns. As the old man waved his hand vigorously, these young Swedes rushed towards their enemies with weapons in hand.
"Who?" The first person to discover these members of the resistance organization was a returning artillery shell carrier. He saw these men in poor clothes through the light of the cannon, so he asked loudly in German.
What answered him was the sound of intensive gunshots. A row of holes were punched out of the German soldier's chest. Then he leaned back neatly and left this dangerous world. The Germans reacted to the sound of the gunfire, and the German military officer quickly reached for the pistol at his waist, but was hit in the stomach by a bullet before he could draw out his weapon, and was also killed on the spot.
This is a life-and-death hand-to-hand combat. The Germans were knocked down halfway before they recovered their senses. Some of the remaining artillerymen either had no weapons on them, or only had a short pistol, and they were suppressed by the firepower of the submachine gun. Come.
The German artillery is actually equipped with some submachine guns and rifles. It is a pity that these weapons are now piled on the towed vehicles, at least a dozen meters away from their anti-aircraft guns. What's even more pitiful is that their anti-aircraft gun doesn't even have a shield in order to save costs, which leaves the artillery with almost no cover.
A German soldier raised his pistol, fired it at an unseen opponent, dropped his weapon, and ran in the opposite direction. Before he could take a few steps, he was hit in the back of the heart by a bullet and fell to the ground. The German resistance collapsed within ten seconds, and the last German soldier fell near the car, only a few steps away from his submachine gun.
The Norwegians were not unscathed either. Two members were shot to death, and the old man at the head was also seriously injured. He had to be supported by two people before he sat down by the anti-aircraft gun. Panting, he pulled Axel past him, and said in a trembling voice: "Use... use this cannon... to hit... the German factory!"
At this time, the surroundings were still in chaos. Could it be that there were gunshots coming from some places. However, the gun battle at this anti-aircraft artillery position still alarmed a patrolling German soldier in the factory. He frowned and walked to the phone in the mail room, grabbed the phone and asked what happened to that anti-aircraft artillery position.
And just as he was asking, members of the Norwegian resistance organization had already groped to lower the muzzle of the cannon, and the entire 88mm cannon was aimed at the building it was to protect. It is a pity that these members of the resistance organization have not been trained to fire guns, so it took them a long time to load the first shell into the cannon.
They couldn't understand the German on the scale, so they had to aim at the target by sight. Fortunately, the target was very close and huge, so precise aiming and shooting were not needed. After finally getting ready, these talents fired a powerful shell.
After a flash of light, a shell rushed towards the courtyard wall of the factory. The shell exploded after smashing the wall of the factory, shattering the glass windows installed on several factories not far away. With a loud bang and the sound of shattering glass, these laymen who fired the cannon could not find their way for a long time because the explosion was too close.
The German soldiers on duty watched as the outer wall of the factory was half collapsed by a loud bang, and the phone in their hand almost fell to the ground. The connected voice came from the phone receiver at this time: "Hello? Hello? This is the headquarters of the No. 4 anti-aircraft artillery position. What's the situation on the factory side?"
"I don't know what happened! But there was gunfire from an anti-aircraft artillery emplacement about 40 meters to the left of the side door, and then the courtyard wall there was blown down!" The German soldier on duty held the phone receiver and answered the opposite question with trepidation .
"What? What? Can you speak more clearly?" The person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously.
"I'm afraid you have to send someone to support me quickly! I saw an anti-aircraft gun destroying the outer wall of the factory! Near the side door of the outer wall of the factory!" The German soldier shouted loudly into the phone receiver.
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Make up, now Long Ling is not in debt. It feels good to be debt free.
Dear book friends, please forgive Long Ling. He was not in good health a few days ago. Recently, he caught up with the Chinese New Year. Long Ling tried his best to keep up to date, but the outbreak was really powerless. Please forgive me! A lot of understanding !
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