Chapter 982

It's getting darker and cooler. Norway's iron ore plants are still busy with production, and they don't mean to stop at all. Almost all of Europe's steel consumption is supplied here, and a large amount of high-quality iron ore has become the most popular commodity in the war.

Many of the workers here are British and French prisoners of war, with higher technical and cultural level. These prisoners of war were hired by Norwegian capitalists from German prison camps. They were paid better, even with wages.

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

"Click!" With a loud sound, the huge searchlight lights up on the high platform. The German soldier standing on the high ground with a rifle sweeps around the place illuminated by the searchlight without expression. His vision moves with the light, passing the surrounding trees and the isolation zone with the sign of minefield.

"Woo... Woo..." the sound of the alarm rang, and a large group of armed German Defense Forces soldiers left the barracks with weapons on their backs. Their camp is not far from these mines, so many places can quickly get to the assembly site without using cars.

"Come on! Hurry up An officer stood by the side of the road and urged his men to speed up. Just behind the officer, two soldiers holding German pure breed shepherd dogs stood there. The chain in their hands was pulled straight by the fierce shepherd dogs. The barking sound reverberated in the dark night sky, which seemed a little distant and melodious.

"Wow! WOW! WOW! WOW The high-quality leather boots of the national defense forces make a neat sound on the ground. These armed national defense forces began to strengthen the surrounding area of the mine. They searched all suspicious places and expelled some residents around the mine.

Two German soldiers, armed with their rifles, refused a man's request to pass through the mountains: "get out of here! Or we'll shoot! Recently, the place is under martial law. Don't try to get close to it... Anyone who gets close to it will be intercepted, and those who break in will be killed! "

The Norwegian held out his hand and felt that the words of the German occupation army were incredible. He turned and left regretfully, while the two German soldiers behind him moved their eyes and began to block other people who wanted to go home or go out along this road: "this place is under martial law! I'm sorry! Please get out of here! Dead End! Turn around and leave, will you? "

The Norwegian man went out a long way. When he couldn't see anyone else, he turned around and ran down the road. He got into the dense forest and joined up with some sneaky men under a big tree: "they may have found something! I want to go over and confirm where we set the fire, but they stopped us and came back. "

Now if someone stands by these people, they will know from their conversation that these people are the underground rebel groups in Norway against the German rule. Only by contacting the US side did they have a plan to bomb Norway this time. The mission of these men is to set fire to the American bombers before they arrive and guide them to attack their targets at night. Although their strength may be very weak, their role in the bombing is very important.

"Such a large-scale operation, the Germans will certainly be aware of... But they are really quick to reflect, even before we sneak in, they took the action of martial law." An elderly Norwegian saboteur at the head looked at the sky that had fallen into the night above his head, and then motioned for everyone to follow him.

Soon after they left, they came to a wooden hut in the middle of the forest. They drew heavy curtains and lit a kerosene lamp in a corner. On the wall was a map showing several iron ore factories that the Allies were going to attack today.

"Early in the morning... 4 o'clock sharp. American planes will fly to the nearby sky on time. Our task is to light the fire at all costs and indicate the bombing location of these planes. As long as the light of the fire is found by the Allied planes, our task will be completed. You... The battle to drive away the Germans will be won or lost in one fell swoop! " The old man whispered to several people by the weak light.

"Good!" The young men all raised their fists and were obviously encouraged by these words. They are all unemployed youths who are hostile to the German occupation army, and like their opponents, the Germans, they have the belief of death and indomitable fighting spirit.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, then lifted the floor under his feet, revealing several American submachine guns inside: "the latest American weapons! Submarines brought it to the resistance. We are now as well-equipped as the Germans. Let them see tonight who are the real fighters! "

Unable to wait, all the young people bent down and took out their weapons from the dark grid. 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 put together a luxury lineup, it's a real international joke.

"All right! Let's check the time now! At 5:30 p.m., everyone will wait here for a while, and then at 3:30 p.m. tomorrow, we will launch an operation together with our brother troops! " Everyone took out a pocket watch, accurate to their time.

At about the same time, in many of these secret houses, members of the Norwegian sabotage organization who had checked the time put on the pocket watch cover in their palm. They just need to wait at this moment, patiently waiting for the chance that they need to do it. A transport ship docked at a port in southern Norway, and a senior German officer jumped off the ladder before it was stabilized. All the German senior officers in Norway who met on the dock raised their right hands and gave a standard big German salute: "long live the Fuehrer!"“ Long live the Fuehrer The second one who came down the ladder was general klester, the commander-in-chief of group I army whose headquarters were actually set up in Denmark. He casually returned a military salute, and then gave his coat to the assistant behind him. Then instead of getting into the car waiting for him, he went to his men and said, "generals, I've transferred my headquarters from Denmark to here... I believe you all know how urgent it is, don't you? Let me reconfirm the ground security work of all targets. If no problem is found, expand the scope and continue to search! "“ Sir! We have blocked all the roads in the ore producing areas. " A major general hastened to reply: "the surrounding areas should be very safe..." "what I want is absolute! Absolutely safe! Do you understand? " General Kleist looked at his men and said in a solemn tone, "this is the supreme order of the Fuehrer. If we can't complete it, then we should all be sent to the military court to hang! If the great empire is lost because of our failure, we are the sinners of the whole nation He looked at the people around him and ordered sternly, "expand the search area for me now! Shoot anyone suspicious! In the last week, we should not only maintain the first-class combat readiness, but also ensure the safety of iron ore production plants! "“ Yes! Long live the Fuehrer Everyone stood at attention again. General klester was getting into his car. Then he rolled down the window and told his men, "don't be careless! It's a decisive battle! " Then he rolled up the window and drove smoothly out of the dock In the German martial law area, a heavy truck towing an 88mm caliber antiaircraft gun stopped in the open space outside the factory. The artillery of the German Air Force antiaircraft forces jumped from the truck and began to launch the antiaircraft gun with all hands and feet. First, they unloaded the front and rear wheels of the antiaircraft guns and piled them aside; Then unfold the folded gun frame to form a cross shape, providing a stable launching platform for the antiaircraft gun“ The 175th independent battalion? Aren't you in charge of air defense in camp 17? When did you get transferred here? " From the outside all the way to the gate of the factory, the fourth officer who checked the certificates of these antiaircraft artillery units frowned and asked the artillery officer in charge of the antiaircraft artillery. The artillery officer took his certificate back from the other side, and then took it back to his pocket. With a tired and helpless face, he squeezed out a smile: "the emergency transfer order received a few hours ago, let's rush here to strengthen the air defense near the mining area." The officer stationed in the mining area nodded understandably, handed each other a cigarette, took out a lighter, and then continued: "don't mention it, this is the place where two SS search teams have passed. God knows what's going on this time, which has alarmed several departments. " Just when the two people were chatting with each other, a helicopter quickly passed over their heads. The lights on the plane were flashing, and the roar of the engine made people on the ground lift their heads involuntarily. The searchlight on the helicopter sweeps far away. With the diffuse light, you can see the cold machine gun on the plane. The German army has made all preparations in Norway to prevent the Allied air attack from every detail. This time, I don't know whether the hunter who is waiting for the prey wins or whether the prey can steal the delicious bait.