The sky was getting darker and the temperature was much cooler. 1 ￣ The iron ore plants in Norway were still busy producing and had no intention of stopping. It was almost supplying steel consumption throughout Europe, and a large amount of high-quality iron ore became the most intimate commodity in the war.

Many of the workers here were British and French prisoners of war, and had higher technical and cultural levels. These prisoners of war were hired by Norwegian capitalists from German prisoners of war camps, and they were treated better and even paid wages.

However, the outposts around these factories also have barbed wire and high courtyard walls that prove that the workers here are actually not free, and the world here is not peaceful and safe.

"Click!" With a sound, the huge searchlight lit up on the platform. The German soldier standing at a high place carrying a rifle looked expressionlessly across the surrounding areas illuminated by the searchlight. His gaze moved with the light, passing through the surrounding trees and the isolation area with minefield signs inserted.

"Woo... Woo..." The alarm sounded, and a large group of German Wehrmacht soldiers carrying guns and live ammunition drove out of the barracks with weapons on their backs. Their camp was not far from these mines, so many places did not need to use cars and could quickly reach the assembly site.

"Quick! Hurry!" An officer stood by the roadside, loudly urging his subordinates to speed up their movements. Behind the officer, two soldiers holding German purebred sheepdogs stood there, the chain in their hands was pulled straight by the ferocious sheepdog, and the sound of the dog 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. The Weapons carrying weapons began to strengthen the surroundings of the mine. They searched for all suspicious places and drove out some residents around the mine.

Two German soldiers, carrying their rifles, refused a man's request to pass through the mountains: "Leave here! Otherwise we will shoot! Recently, the place has been martial law, don't try to get close to it... Anyone who gets close to it will be intercepted, and those who break hard will be shot dead!"

The Norwegian spread his hands and felt that the words of the German occupying forces were incredible. He turned around and left with regret. The two German soldiers behind him moved their gazes and began to block other people who wanted to go home or go out along this road: "There is martial law here! Sorry! Please leave here! This road is blocked! Should you turn around and leave?"

When the Norwegian man walked a long way and turned around and ran off the road when he couldn't see the others, he got into the dense woodland and joined several sneaky men under a big tree: "What might have they seen! I want to go over and confirm the location where we set fire, but was intercepted by their posts. ■■▲〓A read a book"

Now if someone stands by this group of people, they will know from the content of their conversation that these people are the resistance organizations underground in Norway against German rule. They contacted the US side and had a plan to bomb Norway this time. The mission of these people is to set fire before the arrival of American bombers and guide the bombers to attack targets at night. Although their power may be very weak, the role they play in this bombing is very important.

"The Germans will definitely notice such a large-scale action...but they responded very quickly, and they took martial law before we lurked in." An elderly Norwegian sabotage looked at the sky above his head, which was already in the dark, and then signaled everyone to follow his movements.

Shortly after they walked, they came to a wooden hut in the forest. They pulled up heavy curtains and lit a kerosene lamp in a corner. A map was hung on the wall, which marked several iron ore production factories that the Allies were going to attack today. Read the book※

"At the early morning... at 4 o'clock, the American plane flew to the nearby sky on time. Our mission was to ignite the fire at all costs to indicate the bombing location of these planes. As long as the fire was revealed by the Allied planes, our mission will be completed. Everyone... drove away the Germans' battle, and victory or defeat will be here!" The old man whispered to the people around him with the faint light.

"Okay!" The young men raised their fists, obviously encouraging them to fight. They were all unemployed young people who were hostile to the German occupation forces found by the old man. Like their opponents, the Germans, they had a belief in mortality and a tenacious fighting spirit.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, then lifted the floor under his feet, revealing several American submachine guns inside: "The latest American weapon! Submarines are transported to provide to the Resistance Organization. We are now as well-equipped as the Germans. Let them see tonight who is the real warrior!"

Impatiently, all the young men bent down and took out their weapons from the secret compartment. Everyone had a submachine gun as a weapon, and even had a killer like grenades. After all, the Allies had prepared for the day's actions for a long time. If they could not get together a luxurious lineup, that would be a real international joke.

"Okay! Let's check the time now! It's 5:30 pm... Everyone is waiting here for the time being, and then take action with the brothers at 3:30 tomorrow!" Everyone took out their pocket watches and accurately matched their respective time.

At about the same time, in many such secret houses, members of the Norwegian destruction organization who had checked the time had put on the pocket watch cover in their palms. At this moment, they just need to wait and be patiently waiting for the opportunity that requires them to do it.

A transport ship leaned on the dock at the port in southern Norway. Before the suspension ladder was released, a senior German officer jumped off the suspension ladder. All the senior German officers in Norway who were greeted on the pier raised their right hands and performed a standard German ceremony: "Long live the first year!"

"Long live the first year!" The second person who walked down the ladder was General Klester, the commander-in-chief of the i Group Army, which was actually set up in Denmark. He replied casually with a military salute, and then handed the coat he draped over his body to his assistant behind him.

Then he did not get into the car waiting for him, but walked to his subordinates: "Generals, I have moved the headquarters from Denmark to this place... I believe you all know how urgent it is, right? Confirm the ground protection work of all targets for me. If there is no problem, expand the scope and continue searching!"

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

"What I want is absolute! Absolutely safe! Do you understand?" General Klester glanced at his subordinates and said in a solemn tone: "This is the highest order of Yuan. If we cannot complete it, then we should all be sent to the military court to hang! If the great empire suffers losses due to our failure, then we are the sinners of the entire nation!"

He looked at his subordinates around him and ordered harshly: "Immediately expand the search range! Kill any suspicious person! In the past week, he will maintain a level 1 combat readiness and ensure the safety of the iron ore production factory!"

"Yes! Long live the Yuan!" Everyone stood attentively and saluted again. General Klester was getting into his car. Then he rolled down the window and told his subordinates: "Don't be careless! This is a battle that determines the outcome!" Then he rolled onto the window and the car drove smoothly outside the dock.

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In the martial law area in Germany, a heavy truck was dragging an 88mm caliber anti-aircraft gun and parked in the open space outside the factory gate. The artillery soldiers of the Luftwaffe air defense forces who jumped out of the truck began to unfold the anti-aircraft gun with all their hands and feet.

They first removed the wheels in front and back of the anti-aircraft gun and stacked them aside; then unfolded the folded gun mount to form a cross shape, providing the anti-aircraft gun with a stable firing platform.

"From the 175th Air Defense Artillery Battalion? Aren't you responsible for air defense in the No. 17 Battalion? When did you get transferred here?" From the outside, the fourth officer who checked the documents of these air defense artillery troops frowned and asked the artillery officer responsible for the anti-aircraft gun.

The artillery officer took his ID from the other party and then took it back into his pocket. His face was exhausted and helpless, and he forced a smile: "The emergency transfer order I received a few hours ago will make us rush here to strengthen the air defense near 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 place has passed the two SS search teams. God knows what the hell is going to do this time, which has alarmed several departments."

Just as the two were greeting each other, a helicopter quickly passed over their heads. The lights on the plane flickered, and the roar of the motive made people on the ground lift their heads involuntarily. The searchlights on the helicopter flew into the distance, and with the diffuse light, you could see the cold machine gun on the plane.
Chapter completed!