In the chilly sky, three Federation fighters flew west in a triangular formation. In their open cockpits, a thin layer of white frost had accumulated on the exposed skin of the pilots' faces, but there was not a hint of fear of the cold in their blue eyes.

At this altitude, where there are many cumulus clouds, the three planes must maintain a proper distance to avoid getting separated in the clouds and fog and to prevent a collision. Without adequate training, it is difficult to grasp this degree.

During the flight, the pilot and his partner kept looking towards the ground. Below the wings are the mountains and rivers of the Ulster, their homeland and homeland, but in the cold winter, the ground is white, and it is very difficult to use the natural geographical features to distinguish the orientation. In this case, towns become a more reliable reference – each town has its own characteristics in terms of urban contours and street distribution, especially in mountainous areas, where the orientation of the town, the concentration of buildings and even the location of the assembly square vary, but in order to identify the characteristics of the town, the plane must fly low.

Getting closer and closer to the target area, the pilot of the lead plane made a gesture to his companions: lower the altitude and go down and have a look!

Three white warhawks immediately swooped down into the air. Soon, the pilots found a town on the ground that was emitting smoke, but before they could fly over the town, a sudden burst of fire appeared on the ground. Immediately afterward, the whistling shells exploded in the air, the fireworks during the day were not dazzling, the gunpowder smoke produced by the explosion was like ink thrown on the gray curtain, the distribution was irregular, and the old did not disappear, the new came again, and the air flow stirred up by the explosion made the plane like a car speeding on a rugged road in the mountains.

In the era when there was no radar, anti-aircraft artillery relied on manual observation and judgment, small-caliber anti-aircraft guns had a short range and low power, and large-caliber anti-aircraft guns had a slow rate of fire and poor accuracy. The three Federation fighters adjusted their course slightly and avoided the area where the enemy barrage was concentrated. Obviously, they had no intention of wasting their energy and precious bombs here, and after flying over the town, the pilot of the lead plane made a gesture: climb, follow me on!

Each of the three warhawks raised their noses and flew away with disdain for the enemy.

On the ground, in several open areas in and around the town, anti-aircraft guns were still pointing their heads at the sky, and groups of Norman soldiers looked up as enemy planes disappeared into the clouds. The battle alarm was lifted for the time being, but the men did not disband, and some of them remained in the gun position, and most of them gathered around the fire near the gun position, relying on the heat from the burning of firewood to resist the cold outside.

At the beginning of the occupation of Lorraine, the Normans carried out the strategy of permanent presence of a small number of troops and mobile patrols of flying ships, but as the resistance progressed, they had to send additional troops and use various conventional and unconventional means to suppress the resistance, and the Lorraine resistance obtained and used aircraft to raid the Norman garrison, which became an important turning point in this "asymmetric war". Since then, the Norman army has had to station combat ships in the mountains of Lorraine, send additional ground troops to various strongholds and towns, and increase anti-aircraft equipment, and these combat forces have been pinned down in this barren and precipitous land, rather than being sent to the front line to engage the regular troops of the Union army. What made the Normans even more troubled was that the resistance in Lorraine seemed to be a terrible, contagious germ, which was not only not wiped out over time, but also made many originally stable occupation areas restless, large or small, and the local Norman army was exhausted, and the tight rear in turn increased the burden on the front-line troops - the comfortable rotation turned into irregular warfare without time or place, and it was difficult for officers and soldiers to get enough relaxation, both mentally and physically.

At the northwestern tip of the Lorraine Mountains, the Lords of the Resistance are engaged in a desperate battle with the elite forces of the Norman occupation forces. In the snowy forest, experienced resistors did their best to exploit their home advantage, making every step the Normans pay a heavy price, but the disparity in strength between the two sides, as well as the Normans' "innate advantage" in tactical execution, tilted the balance of victory in favor of the attacking side. Had it not been for the lack of mines, the stumps and severed arms on the ground, and the wails of their wounded comrades, the Normans had temporarily halted their offensive at the threshold of victory, and the resistance would have lost the battle......

Looking at the few remaining guerrilla fighters around him, looking at every face that could not hide his despair, Weiss, who was good at boosting morale, did not know what to say. In the eyes of others, if this resistance force is transferred as soon as possible to avoid a confrontation with the Norman army, it will not end up in a situation of being on the verge of annihilation, but they do not know that the Norman army has made a careful layout for this battle, unless the guerrillas leave the old and weak, women and children to evacuate on their own, otherwise, no matter which direction this resistance team moves, it will face the encirclement and interception of the Normans, lose the protection of the preset fortifications, and have little chance of winning the battle.

Stick to the spot, maybe there is a glimmer of life.

"Warriors, continue to lay mines, prevent the enemy from breaking through from the front, and guard against the enemy's detour from the flanks and flanks! Northson, Northon! Move your machine guns to the left flank! Bacchus, ammunition! No ammo? Your artillery team temporarily acts as grenadiers and goes straight into battle! ”

At the tunnel crossing, Major Ezerson meticulously deployed the battle.

If it were himself, Weiss thought to himself, he could only do it to such an extent. Since there was an Ezerson here to organize the battle, there was no need for him to stay in the overlapping position, he took his sniper rifle, set up his snow camouflage suit, and climbed on the high snow jacket to act as the eagle eye and pointed beak of the guerrillas......

From a special view overlooking the woodland, the distribution and movement of the Normans is clear at a glance. Weiss saw that the morale of the Norman soldiers was not high, and their physical condition was not ideal, but they had sufficient infantry firepower, and the combination of machine gun + spinball bullet + flamethrower was quite deterrent in the positional battle, coupled with the cover of armored fighting vehicles, if it was at any cost, it was determined to break through from the front, and there was not much suspense in winning the battle.

Feints in the middle, main attack on the right flank?

Seeing that the Normans were divided in two ways in the woods, a few troops advancing head-on, and most of the men and horses moving towards the right flank of the battle line, Weiss snorted coldly. The Norman army has won numerous victories with skillful tactics and strategies, so much so that they have subconsciously formed the concept that tactics trump everything, even if it is such a battle with clear strengths and weaknesses, they are not willing to come to a "reckless" all-army assault and win a battle with strength and skill, which gives the resisters the opportunity to see the moves.

Weiss in the tree can't shout loudly, and he can't move around at will, but the veteran has a veteran method: he tied a white strap to the butt of the gun, stuck half a pencil and a few pieces of paper, and only needed a slight movement to write down the message he wanted to convey, grabbed a handful of snow from the branch, wrapped the piece of paper, and made it look like a naturally falling snow, and the communications soldier who stayed under the tree on standby could quickly send the information and instructions he provided to Major Ezelsen.

Just as the main combat force of the guerrillas was actively responding to the enemy's imminent attack, on the right flank of the front, that is, on the south side of the snow forest, the gunfire characteristic of 1.4 PIR caliber semi-automatic rifle rifles suddenly sounded. These rather rhythmic gunshots seemed to be the start of a symphony, and in an instant, the gunfire in that direction was loud, and it was dominated by the powerful gunfire of the Norman army's standard guns. Weiss squinted and saw several looming green frames almost overwhelmed by a large pile of red frames, but the constant gunfire showed that they weren't really consumed by their opponents. In between Norman gunfire, a few crisp gunshots can occasionally be heard, and that is the most remarkable work of the Crumber-Heisen factory in recent years......

The flank battle diverted and distracted some of the Norman troops, but did not prevent them from attacking the resisters camp again. This time, not only did they put in hundreds of infantry, but they also sent more armored fighting vehicles than the previous one - it is clear that some of the previous broken down or damaged vehicles were repaired in time.

With no way back, the guerrilla fighters threw aside their psychological burden and threw themselves into the battle with unprecedented calmness and calmness. They move quickly through the snow, fighting against trees and bunkers, navigating tunnels that have not been damaged or blocked by the enemy, luring them in pursuit by dropping mines or shooting from places they don't expect, and then picking up the enemy in the labyrinthine tunnels. At this moment, they seem to be the real masters of this land, integrating with the environment, and instantly sublimated to the realm of winning with skills.

The fierce resistance of the guerrilla fighters, though not equipped to turn the tide of the war on their own, dragged the Normans into a war of attrition that they did not want to see. The Normans stepped on landmines, the resistance was shelled, and the belligerents threw pinehammer bombs at each other, and the smoke from various explosions rose in the forest, and when you looked down at the ground from the air, it was as if it had been subjected to volcanic collapses, magma eruptions, and the vast snowy forest was about to be destroyed...... When the roar of the planes came, the intensity of the battle in the forest suddenly decreased, and the Normans quickly stopped the attack and scrambled to retreat as if they had heard the order to withdraw their troops. During this period, although the Norman army also began to be equipped with this type of aircraft, which was built using internal combustion engine technology and aerodynamic principles, this mechanical roar was always the hallmark of the Federal Army's flying units on the battlefield.

The Federation fighter planes that take off from flying ships save the fuel consumption during the departure phase, and can last longer with the same fuel load and stay longer on the battlefield. Ignoring the anti-aircraft fire hastily organized by the Normans, they circled over the snowy forest, passing over the Norman army over and over again. Although the Normans were familiar with their opponents' tactics, using radio and flares to jam their opponents' ground-to-air communications, this did not stop the Federation fighters from attacking them like falcons and rabbits - bombing their vehicles with bombs, strafing infantry with machine guns, and smashing their attack deployments!