Nine Hundred and Eighty Third, Be Fully Prepared

The sky has gradually darkened, and the temperature has cooled down a lot. 1￣Norwegian iron ore factories are still busy with production, and there is no intention of stopping at all. This is almost supplying the steel consumption of the entire Europe, and a large amount of high-quality iron ore has become the most in-demand commodity in the war.

Many of the workers here are British and French prisoners of war, and they have a higher level of technical culture. These prisoners of war were hired by Norwegian capitalists from German prisoner-of-war camps. They were treated better and even had wages.

However, the outposts around these factories still have barbed wire fences, and the high courtyard walls have always proved that the workers here are not free, and the world here is not peaceful and safe.

"Crack!" With a sound, a huge searchlight was lit on the high platform, and the German soldier standing on the high place with a rifle on his back blankly swept around the place illuminated by the searchlight, his eyes moved with the light , Skimming the surrounding trees and the isolated area with minefield notice boards.

"Woo... woo..." The alarm sounded, and a large group of Wehrmacht soldiers with live ammunition drove out of the barracks with their weapons on their backs. Their camps are not far from these mines, so they can quickly reach the assembly point without using cars in many places.

"Quick! Hurry up!" An officer stood by the side of the road, loudly urging his subordinates to move faster. Just behind the officer, two soldiers with purebred German shepherd dogs stood there. The chains in their hands were straightened by the ferocious shepherd dogs. The sound of the dogs barking echoed in the dark night sky, which seemed a little far away and melodious.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!" The high-quality leather boots of the National Defense Army stepped on the ground, making a neat sound. These armed defense forces began to strengthen the surrounding area of ​​the mine. They searched for all suspicious places and expelled some residents around the mine.

Armed with their rifles, two German soldiers refuse a man's request to pass through the mountains: "Get out of here! Otherwise we're going to shoot! It's been under martial law recently, don't try to get close to...anyone here They will all be intercepted, and those who force their way in will be shot to death!"

The Norwegian spread his hands and felt that the words of the German occupying army were unbelievable. He turned and left regretfully, and the two German soldiers behind him averted their eyes and began to block others who wanted to go home or go out along this road. People: "Martial law has been imposed here! I'm sorry! Please leave here! This road is blocked! Turn around and leave, please?"

The Norwegian man walked a long way, turned around and ran down the road when he couldn't see anyone else when he looked back. He got into the dense woodland and joined a few sneaky men under a big tree: " What might they have discovered! I wanted to go over to confirm where we set the fire, but was intercepted by their sentry. ■■▲〓A look at the book”

Now if someone is standing next to this group of people, from the content of their conversation,

It is known that these people are the underground resistance organization in Norway against the German rule. They contacted the U.S. government to come up with a plan to bomb Norway this time. The task of these men was to set the fire before the arrival of the American bombers, and guide those bombers to attack the target at night. Although their power may be very weak, their role in this bombing is very important.

"The Germans will definitely be aware of such a large-scale operation...but they reacted really quickly. They even took martial law before we lurked in." An elderly Norwegian saboteur He looked at the sky above his head that had already fallen into the night, and then motioned for everyone to follow his movements.

Not long after they walked, they came to a wooden hut in the middle of the woods. They drew the heavy curtains and lit a kerosene lamp in one corner. A map hangs on the wall, which marks several iron ore production plants that the Allied forces will attack today. Want to read a book※

"In the early morning... 4 o'clock sharp. The American planes will fly to the nearby sky on time. Our task is to light the fire at all costs to indicate the bombing position of these planes. As long as the fire is spotted by the Allied planes, our task It's over, everyone... the battle to get rid of the Germans, victory or defeat is decided in one fell swoop!" The old man whispered to several people around him by the dim light.

"Okay!" Those young people raised their fists, obviously encouraged by these words to fight. They are all unemployed youths who are hostile to the German occupation army and are recruited by the old man. Like their opponents, the Germans, they have the belief of death and tenacious fighting spirit.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then lifted the floor under his feet, revealing several American submachine guns inside: "The latest American weapons! Submarines were brought in to provide the resistance organization. We are now as well-equipped as the Germans. Today Let them see at night, who is the real fighter!"

Unable to wait, all the young people bent down and took out their weapons from the hidden compartment. Everyone has a submachine gun as a weapon, and even a big killer like a grenade. After all, the Allies have been preparing for this day's operation for a long time. If they can't get together a luxurious lineup, it will be a real international joke.

"Okay! Let's check the time now! It's exactly 5:30 p.m....Everyone wait here temporarily, and then at 3:30 tomorrow, we will act at the same time as the brother troops!" Everyone took out their pocket watches, Accurately aligned their respective times.

At about the same time, in many such secret houses, members of the Norwegian sabotage organization who had checked the time closed the pocket watch cover in their palms. At this moment, they just need to wait, patiently waiting for the opportunity that requires their hands.

A transport ship was docked at the port in southern Norway. Before the hanging ladder was stabilized, a senior German officer jumped off the hanging ladder. All the senior German military officers stationed in Norway who greeted them on the pier raised their right hands and performed a standard German salute: "Long live Yuan!"

"Long live Yuan!" The second person to come down from the hanging ladder was General Kleist, the commander-in-chief of the i Army whose headquarters was actually set up in Denmark. He casually returned a military salute, and then handed over the overcoat he was wearing to the assistant behind him.

Then he didn't get into the car waiting for him, but walked up to his subordinates: "Generals, I have transferred the headquarters from Denmark to here... I believe you all know how urgent the matter is." Yes, right? Please confirm the ground defense work of all targets again, if there are no problems, expand the scope and continue the search!"

"Your Excellency, General! We have blocked all the roads in the ore production areas." A major general hurriedly replied: "The surrounding areas should be very safe..."

"What I want is absolute! Absolute safety! Understand?" General Kleist glanced at his subordinates and said in a solemn tone: "This is Yuan's highest order. If we cannot complete it, then we should all Sent to a court-martial and hanged! If the great empire suffers because of our failure, then we are the sinners of the whole nation!"

He looked at his subordinates around him, and gave a stern order: "Immediately expand the search area for me! Kill any suspicious person! In the last week, we will not hesitate to maintain the first-level combat readiness, and we must also ensure the safety of the iron ore production plant." Safety!"

"Yes! Long live Yuan!" Everyone stood at attention and saluted again. General Kleist got into his car, then he rolled down the window and told his subordinates: "Don't be careless! It's a decisive battle!" Then he rolled up the window, and the car drove smoothly to the outside of the pier.

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In the martial law zone in Germany, a heavy truck towed an 88mm anti-aircraft gun and parked in the open space outside the factory gate. The artillerymen of the Luftwaffe Air Defense Force who jumped off the truck began to fight The anti-aircraft gun was deployed at the foot.

They first removed the front and rear wheels of the anti-aircraft guns and stacked them aside; then unfolded the folded gun mounts so that the gun mounts formed a cross shape to provide a stable firing platform for the anti-aircraft guns.

"From the 175th Anti-aircraft Artillery Battalion? Aren't you in charge of air defense in No. 17 Battalion? When were you transferred here?" From the periphery to the factory gate, the fourth officer who checked the certificates of these anti-aircraft artillery units frowned. Frowning, asked the artillery officer in charge of this anti-aircraft gun.

The artillery officer took back his ID from the other party, and put it back in his pocket. With a tired and helpless face, he forced a smile: "The emergency transfer order received a few hours ago, Let's rush here to strengthen the air defense around the mine."

The officer stationed in the mining area nodded understandingly, handed the other party a cigarette, took out a lighter, and continued: "Don't mention it, just this one place, two SS search teams have already passed by. God knows What kind of tricks happened once, and several departments were alarmed."

Just when the two people were puffing and puffing and greeting each other, a helicopter passed over their heads quickly, the lights on the plane were flickering, and the roar of the engine made the people on the ground involuntarily lift up their heads. own head. The searchlight on the helicopter swept into the distance, and with the diffused light, one could see the cold machine gun on the plane.

The German army has made all preparations in Norway, preventing the Allied air attack from every detail. This time it is not known whether the hunters waiting for their prey will win, or the prey will be able to steal the delicious bait