Evening, 7:18 p.m., the residential area northwest of Narvik.

On the way to search and advance, the A team of the federal army that had landed earlier was suddenly blocked by unknown explosives, and six members of the team were killed on the spot, and three others were seriously injured, and more than 10 people were slightly injured.

The commander at the scene immediately ordered the soldiers to disperse and hide in place, evacuate the wounded to the rear, and have the scouts of each squad turn on the thermal imaging function on their helmets to detect the surroundings.

However, in this cold environment, which made the lungs ach, they could not detect half of the enemy with thermal imaging.

No doubt...... The ambushers of the Killer Alliance are also prepared.

Although in front of the team of more than 100 people in the Federation Army, the manpower sent by the Killer Alliance seems to be a little small, but if you want to talk about individual combat ability, each of the twenty-two people who are the official killers of the organization has an absolute advantage.

Although they are not worth mentioning in front of the "God Killer", compared with their ordinary peers, they are enough to be regarded as experienced and first-class.

Not to mention anything else, take the hand of "even in a low temperature environment can control your breath and not exhale white smoke", these 22 people can all do it, and with a special heat-insulating suit, they can achieve "stealth" under thermal imaging.

Whew——

"Uh-"

Just as the Federation troops fled into the streets, waiting for feedback from the scouts, the mutation was born again.

But I heard that around the corner, a well-concealed soldier suddenly let out a scream. The people around him turned their heads when they heard the sound, and soon found that he had been shot by a steel arrow in the side of his neck, and he was bleeding profusely.

"Medic!" Seeing this, a sergeant major immediately shouted, and a medical soldier closest to them hurried over when he heard the sound.

"Be on guard!" Seeing that the medic had already taken out the "ice spray" (a common first-aid item for treating trauma in the era, which can instantly stop bleeding and prevent most infections) and sprayed it on the wounded person's wounds, the sergeant major hurriedly drank another sentence to remind the other soldiers to pay attention to the follow-up hidden arrows.

However, this kind of "vigilance" is of little significance.

Arrows are not like guns, the position of the shooter will not be easily exposed by the sound of shooting, coupled with the fact that the surroundings are basically dark, and there is no one to find in the thermal imaging, the soldiers do not know which direction to guard, who to guard, and even do not know which wall to lean against to get effective cover.

"Don't be afraid, brother, you'll be fine...... I've given you analgesics, but the arrow can't be pulled out here, you have to go to the surgical setting to do it, I'll put a tube in you to help you breathe and have someone carry you back to the ...... Hmm......" The medical soldier who arrived was already preparing to be intubated while giving words of encouragement to the wounded, but at that moment, he himself was hit by an arrow.

The location of the arrow was also on the neck, which was not protected by armor or helmet, and unlike the person he was resuscitating, the medic was shot in the back of the neck, and was directly shot off the cervical vertebrae, and lost consciousness instantly.

At the same time, the wounded person who was hit by the arrow first quickly turned black and purple and stopped breathing for a few seconds; This phenomenon should not be caused by a simple lack of oxygen, but ......

"Damn! Poison on the arrow! Seeing this, the sergeant major who was squatting next to them immediately turned his head and shouted at the other two figures who were bending down and running here, "Don't come here again, the other medics!" ”

The sergeant major was an old soldier with a lot of experience in actual combat, and he immediately sensed that the enemy's intention was to use the "wounded" as bait and give priority to killing all their medics.

However, he still missed a point, not only the "medic", but also the "commander" on the battlefield, which is also a priority target.

Knock –

Sure enough, less than two seconds, another arrow was fired, and the target was the sergeant major who had shouted twice; Fortunately, he shrunk his neck as much as possible to leave no angle for the opponent to attack, so the arrow ended up hitting his helmet and being bounced off.

Correct......

"Sir! Are you okay? ”

After the sound, the sergeant major fell, and several soldiers on either side rushed over to support him.

"I ...... I'm fine......" After a brief moment of dizziness, the sergeant major opened his eyes, staggered to his feet, and then scolded, "What are you doing?" Get out of here! Protect yourself! Between the scolding, he had rudely pushed away the few people who were protecting him with their bodies; After a few more breaths, he scolded again, "His grandmother's ...... The arrow was no less powerful than a bullet, and it almost stunned me through the steel helmet. ”

The sergeant major was right, these poisonous steel arrows were obviously not fired from ordinary bows, but from portable powered mechanical crossbows with extremely high accuracy and power.

Arrows fired from such crossbows can be guaranteed to completely sink into the wall, even if they hit a stone wall thirty meters away; If it weren't for the hard enough material of the Federal Army's helmet and the smooth oval surface that played a certain role in refraction, the sergeant major would have been concussed and unconscious even if he didn't die.

"Someone is injured here, too!"

“Man_don! Man_don!”

"Come and help! Our sergeants and medics are gone! ”

In just one minute, similar cries for help echoed in the dark streets and alleys.

Not every squad has a junior commander as experienced and commanding as the sergeant major, and besides...... In this situation, even if the correct command is made, it is still passively beaten, but the loss will be relatively small.

"I saw the shooter! Over there! ”

"There's one over there, too!"

Finally, after losing more than a dozen soldiers, including officers and medics, soldiers began to capture the killers hiding in the shadows.

Although thermal imaging does not work, the night vision function on the helmet is still useful, and the range of the mechanical crossbow is not very long, and the shooter is at most a few tens of meters away from them, so it is not surprising that they are found.

"Keep in formation, turn on the communicator, and split up to chase!" Commanders on the scene almost all gave similar instructions within ten seconds.

In this way, the landing team, which had been reduced to more than 90 people, after leaving more than 10 people to take care of the wounded, was divided into four ways to chase the killers they had locked.

As everyone knows...... These days, killers are parkourers, and it's not easy to catch up with them.

Moreover, the surrounding streets and houses have already been planted with a lot of tripping mines and explosive bombs, and those killers know the location of these traps very well and will deliberately avoid them, but the Federation troops who are being chased by them do not know......

As a result, the Union Army was quickly reduced in strength after the division of troops, and each squad suffered losses of varying degrees; And when the killers in charge of "leading" the Federation troops to a specific area, the remaining dozen or so killers also took action - since the enemy arrived as scheduled, the local counter-encirclement and assassination could be carried out.

This is the killer's strong point.

And for the soldiers, this kind of slaughter that comes from nowhere is really more terrifying than dying on the frontal battlefield.

Their calmness and fighting spirit are in this cold night, in this dark town...... With the comrades and commanders around them, they slowly faded away.

When despair piled up by blood and pain creeps in, the will of man will soon crumble; The few who remained were either furious or cowardly...... And either way, it will only hasten their death.

In this way, in less than an hour, except for a few wounded who had begun to evacuate towards the shore at the earliest, the A squad of the Federal Army, which had "successfully landed" at the northwest end of Narvik, was basically wiped out.

…………

On the other hand, the B team, which had changed the way of landing, finally went ashore after a delay of about twenty minutes.

But in just a few tens of meters from the open field on the shore to the construction area on the street, they have already lost twenty people.

These twenty people, all of whom were shot by K with a sniper rifle, one shot, one shot.

It's not that the speed of fire of his guns is not that they are all wearing diving suits, which affects their speed of movement on land, and they can't stand in the fire of sniper rifles and take off the outer layer of equipment before running, so they can only rush forward; In addition, in the process of charging, there are people who want to drag their comrades who have been shot but have not breathed for a while to the bunker, this kind of behavior...... Naturally, they also made them live targets.

Still, in any case, this team is still in better shape than Team A; After the team rushed into the alley with many bunkers, K did not stay in the sniper point battle, but chose to quickly withdraw to the base.

Therefore, when Team A on the other side was almost dead, this Team B had already advanced a lot towards the city, and controlled a considerable area with some temporary three-person sentry posts.

However, the pace of such an operation and the loss of personnel are obviously far from the expectations of the supreme commander of this operation......

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"Rice bucket! It's all rice buckets! ”

At 8:30 a.m., in the submarine command room, little Bowman, who was listening to the report, was furious.

When a person like him is unhappy, he must curse others, and he must throw responsibility and anger on others; Of course, Yevgeny didn't dare to scold, no matter how he said it, he was his own elder, so he could only scold the communication soldiers.

But after scolding, little Bowman still became more and more angry the more he thought about it...... Because he felt that the reason why things had come to this was because he had listened to the words of Yevgny, a staff officer, and that if he had done his own thing, he might have won a great victory.

Therefore, after a while, after branching out the idle people around him, Xiao Baoman still couldn't help but say to Yevgny: "Uncle, look at it, I'll just say that it's better for the whole ship to land together in the same place, you don't want to be stable, divide into two teams, this ...... Alas......"

"Yes, this is all my staff officer's gaffe, and the responsibility lies with me." Yevgeny didn't care about him, and took advantage of the situation to carry the pot.

If it had been thirty years ago, when Yevgeny heard this, he would have immediately jumped up and slapped the other party in the face, and replied: "!" If you go according to your plan, I'm afraid our command ship has already been killed. ”

But now, Yevgeni is no longer that character, because he knows that there is no point in wasting words with people like him—some people will never admit their mistakes, or even recognize their stupidity; They live in their own world from beginning to end, and they never reflect on it, and even if they are taught a lesson, they will not let them grow, but only make them more cunning, and hold a grudge against those who taught them.

"But...... This time, the opponent's combat power is indeed a little beyond expectations. After taking the pot, Yevgeny changed his words and said, "From the analysis of the information obtained so far, the enemy is not only well-prepared and well-equipped, but also has many elite fighters with very strong execution ability, so that when the battle situation reaches this stage, the opponent still has zero casualties, while our side has lost more than 100 people. ”

"What do you mean?" Little Bowman heard that the other party had something to say, and asked tentatively.

"Prior to the operation, according to reports from the intelligence services, the remnants of the rebels in Narvik simply did not have such combat power." "So I think there's someone else here to stop us today." ”

"Oh? Who's the road? Could it be the ...... of Dragons" Bowman Jr.'s first reaction was the rebel groups that had suffered little in the "Iron Curtain Flames".

Since his speculation was wrong, Yevgeny interrupted before he could finish speaking: "No, it has nothing to do with 'Yashan', it is blocking our ...... It should be the 'reverse cross'. ”

"The same group that took out the 'Nine Prisons'?" Bowman Jr. asked.

"That's right." Yevgeny didn't explain much, anyway, ordinary people like Little Bowman in the current federal camp didn't know the role of the "Reverse Cross" organization in history, only that this group of people was an extremely dangerous group of capable people who destroyed the Nine Prisons before.

"Wait...... In that group, there are a few very powerful people, right? Will we be in danger here? Little Bowman hurriedly asked.

Yevgeny secretly sneered in his heart at this reaction to him: "Hmph...... When it comes to your own safety, you react quite quickly, but the soldiers at the bottom are dying on the front line for your merits, and you have no reverence and compassion, and you are still calling them 'rice buckets', alas...... This is the man who will soon become a general......"

This disdain and sigh, the scheming Yevgeni will never write on his face.

On the surface, he still said in a calm tone: "Virtuous nephew, you can rest assured, the old man has just seen that the situation is not right, and he has already contacted Shangfeng and applied for reinforcements, and he also replied to me that they are already preparing...... If nothing happens, before midnight, an entire fleet will arrive from the "Edinburgh Naval Base" in the county of the Golden Lion, and the whole city of Narvik will be completely razed to the ground. ”

Instead of telling him that he had called for reinforcements through unofficial channels when he got the "few lines of poetry", Yevgeny pretended to call after the operation had begun, lest little Bowman have any unnecessary doubts.

"But that's not enough!" After hearing this, Xiao Baoman thought for a few seconds, and then said, "If someone with a fierce or higher ability forcibly raids our command ship, no matter how many conventional forces there are, they may not be able to protect me." ”

When it comes to his own safety, his IQ has really returned to the high ground.

"I've already thought about that." "So, the reinforcements brought in this time are not just the naval fleet...... he deliberately sold a pass, paused for two seconds and then said, "Since the location of our operation this time happens to be relatively close to Iceland, Shangfeng also sent 'that man'. ”

"You mean......" When he heard the words "that man", little Bowman's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, it's him." Yevgeny continued.

"Hah...... Hehe......" little Bowman smiled, "then it's no problem, as long as 'he' makes a move, whatever is against the cross, all of them will die!" At this point, he suddenly thought of something, "Huh? But...... In this way, the credit for this operation ......"

"Don't worry, with my uncle and I here, plus your father and grandfather's aftermath operation, the final credit will be at least 'seventy percent' on your head, only more, not less." Knowing what the other party was going to ask, Yevghny snorted again in his heart, and replied with a smile, "Actually, if we can wipe out the remnants of the Iron Alliance, the Rangers, and the Reverse Cross criminals this time, this merit ...... Even if it only accounts for fifty percent, it is enough for you to upgrade several levels and add a few medals. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Baoman was suddenly overjoyed, and the fat on his face was almost squeezed together: "Uncle...... Hey...... Look at what you said, everyone is their own people, and you should at least take a share of this credit. ”