On a night with snow-white moonlight, a group of people quietly walked among the steep snow-capped mountains and rocks. Although they were dressed in bloated clothes and carrying heavy slight groups of people, they were as quick as mountain apes walking in this rugged terrain. In addition to the sound of footsteps and the slight friction of equipment, they were as quiet as the air that had just stopped rain. After a long journey, these people finally arrived at a position where they could smell the atmosphere of the sea. Standing on the high rocks and looking towards the difficult-to-distinguish sea. The boundary between the sky and the land was faint, as if the starlight was flashing faintly on the horizon.

"Cam, Telescope No. 1! Cent, determine the location!"

The leader said in an extremely low voice that this was fluent and capable German, the language that touched people's nerves most during the war. Then one person quickly took out an object like a cannon-shaped barrel from his backpack. Its appearance was finely crafted and used with a tripod like a family-style astronomical telescope. Such a dark cloudy night was naturally not a good time to observe the astronomical phenomena. The leader calmly took off the windshield covered his face, dragged down the thick velvet gloves on his right hand, leaving only a simpler and more flexible thread-woven gloves. After the entourage set up the monocular, he watched from a distance in a manner that was roughly parallel to the ground and slightly lowered the front mirror.

At the same time, two other two in the team turned on the searchlights that were mounted on the upper part of the gun and did not emit visible light, and used the observation mirror similar to the sniper scope to carry out comprehensive alert monitoring of nearby areas.

After a moment, the compass and the compass were viewed with a small light flashlight and a compass whispered: "We are in the area of ​​k-7-6, with the right hand northeast and facing northwest. The time is now 1:44 am."

"Very good. The main force of the Russians landed was still camping 6 kilometers away from the coast. Apart from sending a small group of reconnaissance troops to wander around, they had almost no gains during the day they had just passed?" The leader seemed to be talking to himself, while the entourage beside him listened very seriously. At this time, the outdoor temperature was still very low. Once people stopped moving, the heat accumulated due to movement quickly dissipated, so rubbing their hands and stomping their feet was necessary.

The man who muttered to himself continued to murmur as if no one was around: "Ha... Let me see what is on the sea. Many ships should be anchored near the coast. The sea water here is very deep, and even close to the coast, it will not be stranded, which is conducive to submarines and torpedo navigation. By the way, would the Soviets also send submarines to come? In that case, the situation would not be optimistic!"

The alerter continues to be alert, and the listener continues to listen, and no one breaks this invisible rule and interrupts halfway.

Suddenly, two ethereal gunshots came from a very distant place. They sounded like they were traveling through time and space...etheless. Several people who were carefully observing on the mountain and rocks all turned back and looked back. The direction behind them was still completely dark, and they could not even see the light like a matchhead.

The leader quickly turned around and muttered, "Don't worry about them...those fierce, cruel and hungry guys are sprinkling bait and waiting for the stupid fish to take the bait!"

As expected, the people who followed pretended to hear nothing and continued to maintain their posture and state just now. With the two lonely gunshots, there was a movement in the ice field in the direction of their right hand. The bright white snow hills disappeared one after another. From time to time, flashlight flashed by. The shaking black figures were like ants who felt the existence of food, gradually gathering into a long and scattered thin line. The wind from north to south brought a faint sound of commands and footsteps, and these guys obviously followed the direction of the gunshots. After almost half an hour, all kinds of sounds different from the environment gradually disappeared, and the cold world returned to its initial calm.

After a long period of monotonous and steady observation, the leader who led the team finally made a "stop work". When the subordinates quickly put the telescopic equipment together, one of the alerters with night vision equipment came over: "Sir, there is a situation... A team of patrol soldiers appeared in the northeast, and the Soviets were moving here, not heading straight for us, but they just cut off our retreat. What should we do now?"

"How many people are there?" The leader narrowed his eyes and looked in that direction.

The alerter replied: "About ten people, almost one combat squad..."

According to past experience, it is not difficult for a seven-person night battle team to use the silent guns and weapons they carry with them to kill the opponent's ten-person patrol team that was not prepared. However, it is obviously not the time to show off. The leader quickly judged the time and situation and ordered: "Go, go down the mountain, and climb over the opposite hill."

After saying that, the strong soldier took the lead in moving towards the direction of the sea ahead. After such a while of rest, their movements became more and more agile and seldom made obvious sounds when the guys in the ice field moved.

On the sea surface reflecting the white moonlight, ships of various sizes float up and down with the ups and downs, and dedicated sentries can be seen on their decks. Even if there is no abnormal movement all night, these people are still staring at their own alert area with step guns on their backs. However, human power cannot replace the role of technology. They have no sense of the artificial equipment that quietly swims like trout under the sea, even if it has approached an extremely dangerous distance within fifty meters. At this moment, if the opponent's free attack time is at the same time, the power of a special torpedo is enough to cause fatal damage to any ship here.

"There are probably only two that keep the engine running, one end and one tail...the minimum passive defense, and completely lack tactical maneuverability."

The crew sitting in the front of the narrow cabin was dressed in British naval uniform, but spoke German with a southern Austrian accent. In order to avoid extreme accidents, such as irreparable mechanical failures and irresistible decay, people have done their best to erase the submarine's things related to the German Third Reich, German symbols, mechanical logos, and even the instrument dial instructions were switched to standard Arabic numerals. In this cold sea of ​​ice, such a small submarine of tonnage and volume can easily remind people of the offshore submarine "xxiii class" built and equipped by the German Navy before the war. Like the xxi class ocean attack submarine, it adopted the most German at that time.

Good construction technology is also very excellent in design, so that it still achieved impressive results in the precarious situation at the end of the war. Based on its unique design and technical equipment, the Allies could easily use the captured unfinished submarines to identify their level models. According to the actual situation at the end of the war and the later distribution of the Potsdam Agreement, the United States, Britain, France and the Soviet Union each obtained a certain number of such submarines. The wealthy Americans naturally only used them to study them. Britain and France, which had a large loss of war, both chose those in good condition and included them in active service. As for the Soviet Navy, they usually took food and land for themselves.

Under his butt was a 500-pound strong flak for self-destruction. The officer sitting in front of the periscope was observing and analyzing: "It's hard to imagine that our opponents are so rash. Is it completely ignoring our existence or intentional? The situation in front of him seems to be able to completely solve the problem by using the third and fourth submarine formations."

The sailor sitting by the stern of the boat had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He said with great righteousness: "Maybe it was the Russians who were careless, or maybe they did it intentionally, but no matter what, we have to go on this road to struggle. Come on! Guys, let us move towards the glory of destiny in the vigorous battle!"

Such words are full of heroism, but he used the wrong time and place to use the wrong time and place. The "British officer" who was operating a periscope to observe the sea raised the corner of his mouth: "This guy has been hypnotized again. I have to say that we have the best hypnosis master in the world, but his biggest flaw is that he cannot hypnotize our enemies, that's all."

As the words came to a sound, a slight and relaxed laughter sounded in the cabin. Everyone knows that this "hypnosis master" is Goebel, the former Imperial Propaganda Minister and now the so-called chairman of the Revival Committee. Although he changed his post, when the refuge base faced unprecedented tests, he still spoke generously through the radio after the head of state issued a battle order, inspiring the officers and soldiers to move forward bravely in his usual way. During the war, many ignorant and innocent young people were influenced by this agitation and joined the battlefield. However, as time went by and the situation deteriorated, more and more people realized that bragging could not bring victory. Although they did not abandon their beliefs, they gradually became rationally immune to the slogans on the radio.

Although he was manipulated, the "British Soldier" with thick eyebrows and big eyes was not discouraged or angry. When the officer who was operating the periscope ordered "turn the rudder right", he cooperated very well to adjust the small rudder disc. When the motor stopped working completely, the submarine's steering efficiency was very low, and the speed of using inertia and currents was getting slower and slower. The officer on the boat seemed very patient at this time. He said calmly: "Okay, we are about to reach the tail of the Russian fleet, and see what is there... minesweeping boats, torpedo ships, and trawlers? It seems that there is no high-end one, not even a large destroyer? Oh, the poor Russians, it turns out that their navy is poorer than us!"

A sailor corrected it seriously: "The main force of the Russian Navy is in the Baltic Sea, the Pacific Ocean, and the Black Sea! The Northern Fleet is their weakest force."

"I know, of course I know!" the officer muttered disapprovingly, "Okay, the last armed trawler, further north, should be just some cargo ships. Man, start the motor and go slowly."

The buzzing of the machinery sounded quickly, and it sounded like an electric shaver of an American soldier. The volume was not loud but it was annoying. After a few minutes, the officer said: "Switch off the motor! We have arrived at the cargo ship berthing area, one, two, three, four... There are about twenty cargo ships of all kinds... Wow! There are two large destroyers hidden in the middle, wait... I saw that some cargo ships had unusual things on the deck, which were Russian rocket launchers... These guys are so cunning!"

At this time, the crew sitting in the front of the cabin said: "We won't give them a chance to exert their power, right sir!"

The officer grinned and licked his lower lip with his tongue: "Yes, of course, this is the case! Their draft is deeper than that of ordinary cargo ships. As long as the torpedo depth is cleverly set, they can pass through the bottom of the cargo ship and kill them directly. This requires rich experience and keen judgment. Let me see its level and tonnage...1100 or 1200 tons, 60 meters long, and the draft should be about 4 meters, while these cargo ships...3 meters or 3.5 meters? It seems that this is indeed a technical job!"

"I have an absurd idea." The sailors sitting near the stern of the boat interrupted the road. "Maybe we can dive to the bottom of their ships in advance to accommodate time bombs, just like the Italians sank the Austro-Hungarian battleships and the British attacked us on our Tirpitz!"

The officer thought for a while: "This is also a solution. Look, we will be able to set off again in the afternoon with a regular mine, which is enough to give these Russians a huge surprise tonight."

Everyone inside the boat laughed.

When the sky was getting brighter, a gap that was not easy to find from a distance appeared in the steep and steep rock outside the "Sanctuary" base. At the back of this gap, a group of generals wearing imperial guard uniforms and wearing various medals were taking turns to use the high-power telescopes placed here. They stood high and looked far away. When the weather was good, people could observe almost the entire fjord and the ice field more than ten kilometers away. With the help of precise telescopes, they could vaguely identify the margins of land and sea, but to directly identify the ships anchored near the shore, it was already beyond the limits of these conventional optical devices. However, the dark figures appearing on the ice field were enough to make these aggressive professional soldiers eager to try. They discussed enthusiastically, as if the lander was a group of ignorant mountain pigs, who had rashly entered the hunter village...

"Everyone! Everyone!"

The base commander-in-chief Marshal Rommel's voice immediately calmed everyone down. The cold north wind blew into the post that was temporarily arranged into the combat conference room through the observation window. On a large table that was temporarily pieced together, Rommel arranged the map and said: "The operation starts from 8 o'clock tonight, and at 7:55, our "Caesar" radar will start to work to finally determine the sea and air conditions; at 7:58, the "Anton" interference system will be fully launched, and the Soviet army will not be able to contact the rear via radio within 3 hours, that is,

He said that we should try to end the main battle within these three hours, and the cleaning work can be maintained until 5 a.m. tomorrow. At that time, the participating troops must withdraw from the base, otherwise they must find hidden places on their own until tomorrow dark. The goal determined by the head of state was to ensure that there was no Soviet ship, a Soviet soldier fled our restricted area, and make this night a terrifying night that the Soviets remembered deeply... More than a thousand Soviet officers and soldiers, and sixty-two ships disappeared collectively. Everyone, this will be an unprecedented battle, which will make a miracle in military history!"

Out of respect for Rommel and recognition of this bold combat vision, the generals applauded and cheered without hesitation. At this moment, the Soviet reconnaissance team walking in the front had arrived at the east coast of the fjord, which was no more than ten kilometers away. The wind might bring these sounds to them, but they would not believe that there would be so many evil and strange existences to them in such a seemingly deserted mountain.

"Everyone, this unprecedentedly important battle can be seen as a decisive battle for the revival of the Empire. We must faithfully carry out every detail of the combat plan. Tonight's advance force will be the night battle unit led by General Lynn Galgo. He is an expert in this field and the main planner of this excellent plan. The head of state gave him the power to make decisions on the battlefield in this battle, which is the supreme honor, and his night battle unit will once again become the Soviet army.

Nightmare…” Speaking of this, Rommel glanced at Linn. This was indeed the command power that Linn asked the head of state for his own request. In fact, he was mentally prepared to be rejected politely at the beginning, but unexpectedly, the head of state agreed immediately this time, and handed over the entire night battle force of Laurenz Bach to Linn for command. Rommel did not object to this, but Linn always felt that he was not very happy to take on this position.

Without intervals, Rommel used his baton to specifically arrange the map and said: "The First Guard Regiment is the main force in the battle tonight, divided into left and right wings. The left wing is mainly infantry, mainly surrounding the southern wing along the fjord. The mountain soldier company will fully cooperate with you in the battle. The main troops will walk along the fjord. Twenty task forces in combat squads take submarines to enter these predetermined fire support points first. The right wing is mainly equipped with combat companies and direct tank battalions, bypassing the east-west 'triumphant iceberg', blocking the enemy's retreat to escape north, and quickly penetrate straight to the coast, just like us

As did during the French campaign, the Second Guards Regiment was deployed as a strategic reserve, and four armed infantry companies were dispatched to cooperate with the night combat troops to carry out resolute and decisive assault operations on the front. The fortress artillery battalion of the base was responsible for providing precise fire support, and the paratroopers and glider commandos of the air force will also participate in the battle. In addition, there is no need to worry about the battle at sea. The naval soldiers will dispatch all submarines and torpedo boats in good condition to participate in the battle. We have an absolute advantage of four to one over the enemy's combat ships. If it goes well, the naval battle will end within half an hour to an hour."
Chapter completed!