Axel was blinded by the sudden fire from his flank. He had just given an order, and then retreated to the old man, intending to see the wounded leader. This made him less visible in the crowd, so he wasn't immediately targeted.
But his people have been beaten to tears. After all, the German army has more than 30 people, and the poor Norwegian rebels add up to less than 10 people. There is a fundamental disadvantage in the number of people, so in this kind of close combat, they are immediately suppressed and unable to lift their heads.
"It's over! Old man! We were found by the Germans! I'm going to retreat behind your back! Let these people go to the rear Axel watched as one of his accomplices ran away and was shot into pieces by German machine guns. He narrowed his eyes and asked the dying man.
The old man on the ammunition box had no life at all. The reason why he was able to survive until now was that the gun gave him a glimmer of hope to complete the task. Now that hope has been dashed, it has been proved that the destructive power of an air defense cannon to the factory building is still very limited. So the old man's breath has been released, and his whole face has turned gray.
He took Axel's arm with his last strength, as if with all his strength. Then he squeezed a weak word out of his mouth, which almost made Axel not hear clearly in the noisy environment. But Axel still judged the word from the shape of his mouth: "run!"
Yeah, now there's only one way to escape. If we don't run away now, we will die here meaninglessly. Compared with living, who is willing to die? Feeling that the old man's strength on his arm had dissipated, and seeing that the old man's hand had been powerlessly lowered by the light of other people's shooting, Axel bent over and stood up, trying to escape from the place that was destined not to belong to him.
Unfortunately, before he had time to take his own step, he saw a companion who ran to the path cleared of mines and was knocked down by the firepower blocked by the German. The impact force made the unfortunate guy lose his balance and fall directly on the side of the path.
Then, in the night sky full of gunfire, a mine was set off to explode, scarring the poor Norwegian who had been shot. Of course, no one can appreciate this bloody scene in the dark, but when the mine rings, all people automatically come up with a corpse full of blood.
Axel looked at the unsafe retreat route, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the gap of the factory's outer wall, which was collapsed by the artillery. He felt that it was the best strategy to escape into the factory by night and get rid of the German army. Then calmly think of a way to escape from this despairing place before dawn.
When he got close to the disordered rubble and ran to the other side of the outer wall, the last two members of the resistance who relied on the artillery as a cover were also screened by the dense German bullets. They were unwilling to fall on their backs and finally had no breath.
Now, except for the lucky axel, all the Norwegians who invaded here have been killed. The only one left is Mr. axel, who crossed the outer wall with his submachine gun. Although the hope of escape is very slim, everyone has his own survival after all. It's worth fighting for even one more second.
Unfortunately, when Axel's foot stepped over the outer wall, he felt the danger. At this time, there was a signal that he was stumbling. Involuntarily, he began to fall forward.
The German patrolman was not killed by the intensive shooting just now. When his opponent opened fire crazily, he fell down behind the wall to avoid the lethal bullet, and finally waited for the arrival of the reinforcements unharmed. Just as he was about to get up, he saw a foot in front of him.
Soon after that, the German patrolman reached out and hugged the foot without thinking about it. Then he felt that the other side lost his balance and fell forward with inertia. At this time, he was more dominant, so while shouting for help in German, he climbed a step forward and wrestled with the guy without German boots.
Yes, when he found that the shoes of the other side were ordinary shoes worn by the poor, he decided that the other side was not German. So his attitude changed from hesitation to firmness, and he was determined to fight against the man who had just opened fire on himself.
When Axel fell, he realized that the big thing was not good. He knew that every second he wasted, he would have 30% more chance to be killed on the spot. But it was too late for him to grasp his submachine gun. His face fell to the ground heavily, and the gun in his hand also flew far away.
Before he fully recovered, he heard the German shouting of the German soldiers behind him. It was obvious that he was calling his companions, leaving him little chance to escape. So in line with the ruthlessness of ten years of local gangster career, he took out the dagger that had not been used for a long time from his pocket.
Then he turned hard, turned his face to the air, and found that the German army behind him was coming at him, so he handed out the dagger. Maybe it was because the gunfight outside was over, or maybe he felt the blocking force in his palm. Anyway, he felt that he heard the sound of dagger piercing his skin, and his opponent obviously snorted.
"Eh!" With a dull hum, the German patrolman was stabbed by a dagger. His luck seemed to have been used up when he hit the target with one shot just now. So this time, the dagger hit his heart directly, and he didn't even have time to regret, so he lost all his strength. Axel heard the hum, which is as beautiful as the music of a star. He struggled to stand up, and tried to kick off the body of a German patrol soldier. The hand that fumbled backward had touched the cold body of the submachine gun. At this moment, he felt that his destiny was in his own hands again... Unfortunately, the goddess of destiny liked to play such a joke very much. Just when Axel felt that the danger was about to get rid of himself, he saw three German soldiers holding up their weapons at the end of the outer wall by the light of dawn“ wait! I surrender Axel retracted the palm of his submachine gun and then raised his hands to three German soldiers. He called out this sentence which he thought he would never utter in his whole life, and it was very fluent“ Fire The head of a German monitor holding his G43 rifle, coldly ordered to his men. So two Mauser 98K rifles and a G43 semi-automatic rifle opened fire at the same time. Axel felt that a sledgehammer had hit him, and then the endless darkness came, and the light of dawn was far away from him“ Head of state akado? Long live Rudolph! Report to the general! We have eliminated all the local saboteurs! " An officer walked up to general Kleist with a tired face, stood at attention, saluted him, and then opened his mouth to report: "now the specific figures have not been fully counted, but more than 4700 people have been killed."“ This figure... Means that in my Norwegian Province, which is responsible for public security, there is a whole saboteur of light infantry division hidden, but I haven't noticed it in the past year? " Kleist looked back at his incompetent man and asked coldly. "..." The man who came to report was sweating. He stood there with his head down and didn't dare to say anything more. After waiting for a few seconds, he found that general klester didn't mean to continue to blame, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, general!"“ Report as many people as you should! We will certainly lose the credit this time. Please pray that we will not be sent to the military court by the head of state! " Kleist turned his back and no longer paid attention to his subordinates. The fight last night was absolutely a stain on his face. The head of state gave him the most important lifeline of steel production, and as a result, he made a worse record than the G group army in Kursk. Looking at general Catherine, the air force commander in chief, who was also not good-looking, he knew that he was not the only one who lost a man in the Norwegian air battle“ Call general hawk! Let him carry out the interception plan! We must try our best to shoot down these bastards who bring disgrace to the German air force into the Atlantic Ocean! " Of course, general Catherine also saw that general klester was looking at him. With a trace of anger, in order to cover up his shame, he quickly issued the interception plan. The early morning sun looked so soft, but for the German occupation forces in Norway, it was a busy and depressing morning. They had to clean up the rubble everywhere, and help several small towns and villages to put out the fire. American bombers not only attacked part of the port, but also destroyed a very large iron ore rough processing plant. Although most of the bombs were thrown into the wild mountains and towns, the whole bombing was a catastrophe for Norway. Germany's steel production fell by one twentieth the next day. Although it didn't look big, it was enough to shock German leaders. Everyone felt that such reckless provocation by the allies could no longer be tolerated. Almost everyone agreed to launch an immediate counterattack in the Atlantic Theater---------------- I'm sorry for the late update today. Long Ling is here to make amends