Are the Germans a group of good men and women who eat fasting and recite Buddha? Obviously not! Although the German occupation forces have been trying hard to play the role of a group of liberators, they are still a group of out-and-out aggressors in their bones. There is no need to hide anything, there is no need to beautify anything, they are here to expand the territory of their country, they are here to fight for space for the plough of the country with the sword in their hands.

These young German soldiers are using their lives, their beliefs, and their blood to build a better future for their motherland. They are convinced that their efforts will be rewarded in the end, and their efforts and efforts are worth it.

From their point of view, all of this is a righteous and meaningful cause, and the blood they poured into it, and the fact that they became murderers are all the right things to do - which also explains why those demon kings who kill without blinking can still enjoy the worship of future generations in a shrine to this day. Because when these demon kings became sinners in other countries, it was when they expanded their territory and shed rivers of blood.

So don't try to change another people's perception of ********, that's all in vain. What a nation that is constantly striving for self-improvement is not to call on its opponent to remember the pain caused by war, but to trample its former enemies under its feet! When the army of tigers and wolves with leaping horses and swords slaughtered into the enemy's capital, a ruined temple enshrined in the tablet is no longer a pillar of shame in history, but an ordinary exhibition hall to the extreme.

Based on this belief, the Wehrmacht soldiers did not hesitate to pull the bolts of their guns and push the cold bullets into the chambers. Leather boots slammed against the concrete floor, and one group of soldiers, like tigers and jackals, smashed into the already burning workers' dormitories.

"What are you going to do?......" With a scream, the door was kicked open from the outside, and then the sound of submachine guns came out, crackling shots, the muffled sound of bullets hitting the walls, and the screams of children and the screams of those who were shot. The night here is no longer silent, the air here is no longer fresh, the smell of burnt everywhere is everywhere, and the smell of blood is everywhere.

"Woohoo!", "Tutubu!", "Help!", "Fight with them!" A little girl rushed out of the flames, and her pink little face still had blackened marks. She timidly raised her head and looked around, only to find that the scenery around her was so unfamiliar.

The German officer with the guards passed by and saw the little girl who had just escaped from the fire. He turned his head sideways to look at the young being, then raised his hand and aimed his cold gun at her.

A crisp gunshot echoed in the night sky, and with a "Bah!", the little girl's weak body fell to the edge of the burning building. There is no mercy or sympathy here, because a few minutes ago the people here had used up what little soft humanity was left in the hearts of the Germans.

"Don't listen to the other person's explanation! Don't look at the other person's age! Shoot any living target! Investigate room by house! Clean every corner! Complete your job before the American plane bombs it!" The officer stopped next to the little girl's body, then raised his arm and motioned for the soldiers behind him to hurry up.

So the soldiers passed the officer and rushed to the houses that were filled with fire and smoke. The gunfire was more intense and the scene was bloodier. In the distance, in the clearing, German soldiers pulled the women's hair and pushed them into the square, and then the machine guns set aside roared, and in an instant there was blood splattered everywhere.

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The group of American bombers at the reduced altitude was struggling to find their targets, and the whole planning process was too many and too interlocking, which caused all kinds of big problems in the implementation of the bombing plan. After all, a plan is just a plan, and there will inevitably be various variables when it is implemented.

For example, now, there is no prescribed fire on the ground, which is a very lethal disturbance for night bombing. If the bombs were dropped blindly without instructions, it was likely that the Germans would only be hurt by the skin, and the effect of the surprise attack would not have been decisive at all.

Just as everyone was struggling to find the five-pointed star-shaped target on the ground, a glimmer of light appeared on the ground, I don't know if it was a village or a factory, but there was a light that could be observed. Before the American pilots could confirm whether the lights were the targets they were looking for, the flames quickly grew in size, eventually forming a sea of burning.

"No. 1! No. 1! I see the ground burning! I see the ground burning!" an American pilot shouted excitedly over the radio. And in his headphones, at this time, there was also a message from the other flight crews: "I'm No. 4, and I also saw the fire! Repeat! No. 4 found the fire!"

Inside the pilot plane, the American front-line commander looked at a burning target on the ground, and muttered a little dazed: "This is not the agreed fire, this is not a five-pointed star point." This...... It's like that's the goal itself. ”

"Colonel! We are about to reach the critical point of bombing! If you don't give the order, we will lose the first chance to drop the bomb! Is there a target or not! Answer me! Colonel! Please answer me!" The officer in charge of directing the cluster of bombs asked the front-line commander loudly, and he could hear that he was trembling a little because of his nervous speech.

"No matter how much! Inform all the bomber pilots to drop bombs as soon as they see the fire! Maybe the friendly forces on the ground really don't have a chance to create too regular graphics. Start dropping bombs! Start dropping bombs!" The American colonel commanded loudly, as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

"Open the bomb bay! All planes immediately open the bomb bay! Start dropping bombs! Let's drop bombs!" The rapid command echoed in the headphones, and all the American bombers slowly opened their bellies, and the dense aerial bombs loaded inside were exposed to the air current.

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"General, because the area that needs to be concealed this time is too large, and the bomb shelters are already full, some of the prisoners of war working in the factories and the low-ranking Norwegian workers did not enter the bomb shelters to take refuge...... "An officer gave a detailed report on the rebellion in the Norwegian steel roughing factory.

Another man in a suit with horror and unease on his face said, "They...... They usually behave normally, I don't know why they do this kind of thing at such a time......"

This man was a shareholder of a large local steel mill in Norway, and when the Germans occupied Norway, he surrendered at the same time with his workers and many nearby villages, and joined the Greater German Party, so he was appointed vice chairman of the Third Reich Norwegian Iron and Steel Union, and was a very prestigious old man in the local area.

However, now the riots of Norwegian civilians have caused a crisis in the trust of the German military in the locals, and he even gave his will when he came, for fear that the Germans would be angry and directly cut him indiscriminately.

It was clear that General Kleist had no intention of killing him, but in this situation, avoiding losses had become an almost impossible task. Just now, news came from the ground observation post that American bombers had dropped bombs near the steel plant area, and the damage was being assessed.

The fact that the Americans were bombing has been confirmed, and that they were indeed bombing a very important steel plant, which means that the German air defense of Norway was ultimately unable to save all the targets they wanted to keep.

"General Catherine, why hasn't your night fighter unit joined the war yet?" Kleist looked at Admiral Catherine, the commander-in-chief of the air defense forces, after all, Germany's tactical idea of relying on the air force to dominate the air has been passed down to this day, and it is not something he can change if he wants to. Therefore, air defense still depends on the air force, which is a matter of course under the German three-armed forces construction system.

"The night fighter unit is responsible for air defense operations in the mining area, and there is only an antiaircraft artillery unit in the factory area! Catherine said helplessly: "Our number of night fighters is insufficient, and we must use them intensively, this is the established plan of action, and I can't change it at will." ”

Kleist nodded, agreeing with Catherine's explanation, so he picked up the phone in his hand and gave a backup battle order: "The defense plan has been disrupted by saboteurs, and part of the factory is under attack!

The Magician's Project was inspired by Führer Accardo, a Chinese scholar who collected anecdotes about World War II history, including the classic deception of magician Jasper Maskeling to hide Alexandria.

The use of night light diversion to deceive bombers without references, to drop bombs over false targets, to avoid greater losses - this is the essence of the whole plan. The German military hastily laid out this plan in Norway, hoping to disrupt the Allied bomber forces as a last resort in the event of a problem.

So in the dark Norwegian mountains, one gasoline pit after another was lit up, and one camouflage target after another, which was simulated in the shape of a ground target, became brightly lit. This time, it was not only the Norwegian saboteurs who were desperately igniting the fires, but also the Wehrmacht, which set many areas on fire.

Some of the woodlands were even set on fire by pouring gasoline on them, and the Germans made a real effort to disrupt the Allied instructions on the ground. After only a few minutes, more than a dozen false target areas appeared at the same time, and there was light.