My Third Empire

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It was getting dark and the temperature was getting colder. The Norwegian iron ore plant is still busy with production, and it doesn't mean to stop. It is almost supplying steel consumption throughout Europe, and a large amount of high-quality iron ore has become the most demanding 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 employed by Norwegian capitalists from German prisoner of war camps, and they received better treatment and even received wages.

But there are barbed wire fences around the outposts of these factories, 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 sound, the huge searchlight lit up on the high platform, and the German soldier with the rifle on the high side scanned the expressionless area around him with a blank expression, and his eyes moved with the light. , Passing through the surrounding trees and the isolation zone with signs of minefields.

"Woo ... woo ..." The sound of the alarm rang, and a large group of German Wehrmacht soldiers with live ammunition carried the weapon out of the barracks. Their camp is not far from these mines, so many places can quickly reach the assembly point without using cars.

"Hurry! Hurry up!" An officer stood by the road and urged his men to speed up the action loudly. Behind this officer, two soldiers holding German shepherd dogs stood there, the chain in his hand was straightened by the ferocious shepherd dog, and the sound of barking echoed 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 Force stepped on the ground, making a neat sound. These Weapon-Defense Forces began to strengthen the surroundings of the mine. They searched all suspicious places and expelled some residents around the mine.

Holding their rifles, the two Germans refused a man ’s request to pass through the mountains: "Leave here! Otherwise, we ’ll shoot! Now the place is under martial law, do n’t try to get close ... anyone is close to it They have to be intercepted, and those who break hard will be killed! "

The Norwegian spread his hand and felt that the words of the German occupation forces were unbelievable. He turned around and left with regret, and the two German troops behind him turned their eyes away and started to block others who wanted to go home or go out along this road. People: "It's already martial law! I'm sorry! Please leave this place! This road doesn't work! Will you turn around and leave?"

The Norwegian man walked very far, far away, turned back and ran down the road when he couldn't see anyone else, he burrowed into the dense woodland, and merged with some sneaky men under a big tree: " What they might have found! I'm going to confirm where we set fire, but I was intercepted by their sentry. "

Now if someone is standing by this group of people, they will know from the content of their conversation that these people are Norwegian underground resistance groups against German rule. They contacted the U.S. government only to have this battle plan to bomb Norway. The task of these people is to set fire before the arrival of American bombers and guide those bombers to attack targets at night. Although their strength may be very weak, but the role played in this bombing is very important.

"Germans will certainly be aware of such a large-scale operation ... but the speed of their reflection is really fast, and they took martial law before we lurked in." An elderly Norwegian saboteur led by Looked at the sky that had fallen into the night above his head, and then motioned everyone to follow his movements.

Soon after they left, they came to a wood-built hut in the woods. They drew heavy curtains and lit a kerosene lamp in a corner. A map hangs on the wall, marking several iron ore production plants that the Allied forces are about to attack today.

"In the early morning ... 4 o'clock. American planes will fly to the nearby sky on time. Our task is to ignite the fire at all costs to indicate the bombing position of these aircraft. As long as the firelight is discovered by the Allied aircraft, our mission That's it, you ... drove away the Germans' battle, and the victory or defeat was here in one fell swoop! "The old man whispered to the few people around him by the faint light.

"Okay!" The young men raised their fists, apparently encouraged by this rhetoric. They were all unemployed young men who were found by old men and were hostile to the German occupation forces. Like their rivals, the Germans, they had the mortal conviction and tenacious fighting spirit.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, then lifted the floor under his feet, revealing several American submachine guns inside: "The latest American weapon! The submarine was delivered to the resistance organization. We are now as well equipped as the Germans, today Let them see at night, who is the real warrior! "

Can't wait, all the young men bent down and took out their weapons from the secret grid. Everyone has a submachine gun as a weapon, and even a big killer like a grenade. After all, the Allies prepared for this day's actions for a long time. If you can't make up a luxury lineup, it is really an international joke.

"Okay! Let's check the time now! It's 5:30 in the evening ... Everyone waits here for a while, and then at the same time tomorrow at 3:30, we start the operation with the brothers!" Everyone took out their pocket watches. Correct the respective time accurately.

At about the same time, in many such secret houses, members of the Norwegian sabotage organization that had checked the time had buttoned the pocket watch lid in their palms. They just need to wait at this moment, waiting patiently for the opportunity that requires their hands-on.

A transport ship docked at the pier in the southern port of Norway. The ladder had not stabilized yet, and a senior German officer jumped off the ladder. All the senior German officers in Norway greeted on the pier raised their right hands and performed a standard Grand German ceremony: "Long live the head of state!"

"Long live the heads of state!" The second one who came down from the ladder was the commander-in-chief of the i group army, General Kleist, which was actually set up in Denmark. He returned a military salute at will, and then gave the coat over him to the assistant behind him.

Then he was not busy getting into the car waiting for him, but walked in front of his men: "Generals, I have moved the headquarters from Denmark to here ... how urgent things are. I believe you all know. Okay, right? Please confirm the ground defense work of all targets again. If no problems are found, expand the scope and continue searching! "

"Your Excellency! We have blocked all roads in the ore production area." A major general hurriedly replied: "The area around these areas should already be very safe ..."

"What I want is absolute! Absolutely safe! Do you understand?" General Kleist glanced at his men and said in a solemn tone: "This is the highest order of the head of state. If we cannot complete it, then we should all Being hanged in a military court! If the great empire is lost because of our failure, then we are the sinners of the entire nation! "

He glanced at his surroundings and sternly commanded: "I will expand the search range immediately! Kill any suspicious people! In the last week, he will not hesitate to maintain the level of combat readiness, but also to ensure that the iron ore production plant Safety!"

"Yes! Long live the head of state!" Everyone stood up and saluted again. General Kleist was drilling into his car. Then he rolled down the window and told his men: "Don't care! This It was a battle to decide victory or defeat! "Then he rolled the window and the car drove smoothly out of the dock.

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In the martial law area of ​​Germany, a heavy truck dragged an 88-mm anti-aircraft gun and stopped on the open ground outside the factory area. The artillery of the Luftwaffe air defense unit jumped from the truck and began to do everything. The anti-aircraft gun came out with the feet unfolded.

They first unloaded the front and rear wheels of the anti-aircraft gun and put them aside; then they unfolded the folded gun mount to form a cross shape to provide a stable launch platform for the anti-aircraft gun.

"The 175th Air Defense Artillery Independent Battalion? Are you in charge of air defense in Battalion 17? When were you transferred here?" From the periphery to the entrance of the factory, the fourth officer inspected their air defense artillery documents. Frowning, he asked the artillery officer in charge of the anti-aircraft gun.

The artillery officer retrieved his ID from the opponent's hand, and then retracted it into his pocket. With a tired and helpless face, he barely squeezed out a smile: "The emergency transfer order received a few hours ago, Let's rush here to strengthen the air defense near the mine. "

The officer stationed in the mine nodded understandingly, handed the other party a cigarette, and took out the lighter before continuing: "Don't mention, in this place, the two SS search teams have passed. God knows this What kind of tricks happened at once, alarmed several departments. "

Just as two people greeted each other, a helicopter flew over their heads quickly, the lights on the aircraft flickered, and the roar of the engine caused the people on the ground to lift up involuntarily. Own head. The searchlight on the helicopter glanced far away, and through the diffused light, the cold machine gun on the plane could be seen.

The Germans have made every preparation in Norway to prevent allied air attacks from every detail. This time it is not known whether the hunters waiting for prey win, or whether the prey can steal delicious bait.