The wind blows from the black sea, the waves are rough, and the rapids are rolling. The clouds were low, crisscrossing overhead, speeding by. The clouds of the high-rise rush to the open sponge of the Norwegian Sea to the northwest. The lower level is across the star-dotted islands of the Norwegian Sea towards Norway, which has been occupied by the Germans.

The moon peeks through the cracks in the clouds occasionally, the wind roars, the storm is blown away, and the rain is as strong as the wind is.

Normal people know that such a night is not suitable for going to sea.

Outside of Norway, somewhere in the shallow sea, the waves are two or three meters high. Suddenly, a mast pierced the water and rose upwards, towering on the side of the trough. It's like an ominous shark's dorsal fin.

The mast moved eastward, stirring up white foam, and the mast, which was five meters long, immediately began to search the night sky as soon as it was fully protruding from the sea.

The tiger skin ripple mast device is an electronic antenna designed to detect radar radiation and radio waves.

After a while, another thin mast protruded from the surface of the sea, and the sea level was scanned three hundred and sixty degrees, and then the two masts suddenly disappeared into the sea, just as they had appeared.

Under the raging storm, an expensive military submarine quietly approaches the Norwegian coast. This is China's latest Typhoon-class attack nuclear submarine, and it has once again arrived in Europe with a Typhoon-class nuclear submarine after the Liaodong.

No one knew but the crew that it had unleashed its deadly "cargo". When the world's most advanced nuclear submarine turned to the waters off Norway, several heads were exposed. Then a few more popped up, and a lot of "tools" surfaced on the sea. They gathered in a circle, and the sea rose and fell around them.

One of them grabbed a black bag, loosened the strap that bound the bag, and pulled a rope inside. Small inflatable boats begin to unfold, filling with air. In less than a minute, the inflatable boat fully expanded.

The other two began to install a small outboard engine behind the inflatable boat and inject fuel into the fuel bag that had been prepared.

The raging sea came in from all directions, throwing the dinghy up and down, but the maneuver was not affected by the wind and waves in the slightest. It was as if it were on flat ground. There is no obstacle at all. It can be seen that they have all been rigorously trained, otherwise they would never have such skills.

As soon as the engines were installed, everyone climbed into the dinghy. Their black clothes were soaked with seawater and clung to their bodies. On a black dinghy. It blends in with the surrounding black rubber. Almost invisible.

But. It took several starts for the engine to start running, and it was clear that everything didn't go smoothly. As soon as the engine starts, the damper is opened. The dinghy sped forward against the waves.

Major Zhou Feihong clutched the strap at the front of the dinghy, looked at the compass on his wrist, and then looked at the GPS on his body.

This small global positioning system, which is tied to the compass, uses more than a dozen orbital spy satellites in space 16,000 kilometers away, and can basically determine the position with an error of about 10 meters.

The position where the submarine put them down was only 30 meters away from the place requested by Zhou Feihong. Seeing the professionalism of the operators inside the Typhoon-class attack nuclear submarine, he grinned the most, and a trace of laughter appeared in his thick beard.

Whether it is the submarine sailors or these people, the level of performance is perfect.

The front section of the dinghy once again rushed into the waves, and the muscular Major Zhou Feihong clung to the handrail. He is a graduate of the 10th phase of the Chinese Military Academy, and he chose the subject of special operations from the beginning of entering the school, and he has always been the same when many cadets gave up because they could not stand the rigorous military training. Not only did he withstand the rigorous training, but he also achieved very good results.

After graduation, he joined the special forces of the military region, and two years later he was promoted to become a member of the ghost special forces, majoring in underwater special operations, with extremely strong underwater combat assassination ability and accurate underwater shooting skills.

In a way, he was a bit eccentric and rough-looking, but he was born into a scholarly family. I don't like culture, I prefer a military career. Rough, agitated, and sometimes calm. The temperament is violent, but there are also quiet situations. Easy to be emotional, but very logical. He looks dangerous, but he is just as sympathetic, but he also matches his appearance when dealing with enemies, and he is ruthless.

In short, he is whatever the environment asks him to be. This is what he learned from special instructors in military schools, and a lot from special forces. The Chinese special forces are a very complex organization, and if you want your subordinates to obey you, you have to show your own skills.

The other eleven members on the dinghy were also similar to Zhou Feihong, all of them had rough faces and beards. They are all from the Ghost Special Forces, and they are a team that is famous even within the Ghosts.

Fame comes with strength, there's no doubt about that. It's also interesting that they all have beards, especially after more than a month in the submarine. Once upon a time, they had an interesting name, "long-bearded seals". Because they are real submarine dragons, majoring in underwater stealth warfare, they are called seals.

They are the best marksmen and the strongest spears at the bottom of the sea, so the tasks given to them are highly classified and often difficult to complete.

For this mission, they have been preparing for the drill for a long time, and they are well-equipped, and even the new gadgets such as the global positioning system have been given to them. There is only one reason for all this, and that is that they have no chance to make mistakes and cannot afford to lose.

On the Norwegian coastline, huge waves crash against the beaches, and the crests of the waves spill salty waters into the air. Mickey wiped the water off his face and dirty clothes, then looked back and forth around the beach to make sure he was the only one here. Then, hunched over, he walked towards the pier to the north.

In the distance, wooden stakes are connected to each other in a net, supporting the dock, and the wind hisses through it.

Mickey stopped, picked up an empty jar on the ground, and tossed it into his canvas bag. Then he continued to hunch over and walk slowly. In a short time he came to the wooden pier, went underneath the pier, inspected the other side, and then came out from under the pier and went along the beach, examining the little depressions one by one. This is the location of the cement foundation, on which the wooden structure of the real brother was built. For the next ten minutes, Mickey methodically inspected all corners of the dock to make sure it was safe and confidential.

Choosing the landing zone, he had to be foolproof.

I looked at the watch in my arms, and everything was the same as the scheduled time. He has spent ten years for this moment, and he will never allow any accidents to appear.

After coming to Norway, this was the first task he received in ten years, and it was also a very important task, and there must be no mistakes.

On the sea in the distance, Zhou Feihong raised his telescope and searched in vain for the landing site. Despite being only a few hundred meters from the coastline, he could hardly see anything. The dinghy was tossed up and down by the wind and waves, and it was difficult for even the binoculars to hold steady.

As soon as he locked onto an area, the dinghy began to move, and his gaze could only stay a hundred meters ahead, still with the help of a telescope. Before he came, he had taken into account the bad weather in the Beihai region, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Helplessly, Zhou Feihong put the night vision binoculars into the waterproof bag, stretched out his right hand to the neck of the scuba suit, took out a small earphone, and covered it with his right ear.

"Canned, canned, I'm bearded, please answer when you hear it. ......" The wind swept his voice away, but the louder he shouted, the louder it sounded, drowning out the howling of the wind and the waves, and coming out of the microphone in his throat.

The voice of "Zi Zi Lala" came from the headphones, "Beard, I'm canned, I'm canned, I heard, very clear, please answer when you hear it." ”

Zhou Feihong turned around and turned his back to the wind, and listened more clearly: "We have arrived at the designated location, canned, how is the situation of the login venue." ”

"Everything is fine, you can land normally."

"Understood, see you in five minutes." Zhou Feihong pulled the neck of the scuba suit with his hand and stuffed the headphones in. Turning to the team members who were looking at him, he shouted, "Action, let's go." ”

The team members checked their swimming equipment and put on fins and diving masks. After everyone made a thumbs up gesture, Zhou Feihong gave the order to leave the boat.

The members of the Longbeard Seal Squad all leaned back into the water, and Chow Feihong was not the exception, but once in the water, he pulled out his own water-splitting thorn and inserted it into the side of the dinghy.

The musty smell of the air "hissed" and spewed out. Ten seconds later, the weight of the engine dragged the deflated dinghy into the sea and disappeared into the sea.

It is difficult to see the coastline from a kayak, and even more so in the water, and everyone has to pull out their own compass in order to correct their direction when swimming.

Zhou Feihong ordered the best team members to take the lead, and twelve people swam towards the shore in a tight formation.

It took them ten minutes to reach the pier. Together, they rushed to the beach with their bellies on the side of the sea wolf, one by one, and gently landed on the beach.

Meanwhile, Mitch was already waiting for them in front.

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