The American bombers dropped a large number of bombs near the fire they saw, and the planes were struggling to carry out their mission under the multiple interceptions of German anti-aircraft guns and night fighters. This battle was the first time that a group of American strategic bombers actually bombed Germany, and their best result before that had been flying over Romania.

This time, they were finally able to complete their mission and deliver a fatal blow to their opponents in a vital place in Germany. But the situation before them did not allow them to cheer, because they were still in danger and had not yet returned to the relative safety of the sea.

The bombers that had dropped their bombs could fly more briskly, and the American planes, which had been scattered by anti-aircraft guns or chased by night fighters, were finally grouped together in the night sky and began to fly back to their bases in Iceland. They had just completed a major bombing mission, and now their mission was only to escape.

Run away! Desperately run away. They had to find their way home in the pre-dawn darkness, find hope of escape in the German artillery fire, and escape the mysterious and terrifying night fighters...... It's not that they're unlucky, because there are many, many people who are worse than them in this war.

For example, next to the outer wall of the ore processing plant at this moment, this hapless German patrolman, he took off his rifle behind his back, and ran desperately towards the problem area as fast as he could. He didn't know what he could do on his own, he only knew that he should fulfill the oath he had made in front of the flag.

He came from that proud town, the town that gave birth to the famous quote "Even if we all die, Germany will live forever!" He has always been proud of who he is, so in this moment, deep down, he felt that he should stand up and continue the glory of this village.

So he took his weapon and walked all the way around the easily exposed position against the root of the wall, and approached the outer wall that had been collapsed by anti-aircraft guns. He approached cautiously, not daring to make a noise.

By this time, the Norwegian rebels had apparently found a knack for firing, and it didn't take long for the second cannon to fire, and the shells flew straight to a factory building behind the courtyard wall, blasting a huge hole in the wall there. The huge destructive force may have injured some machinery, but it was too dark to see clearly.

The German patrolman's eyes narrowed from the dust blown by the waves, and he felt to the gap in the wall, poked his head out to see where the enemy might be, but because the night was so dark, he could only faintly see the shadow of the cannon.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pointed his rifle at that position, carefully aiming at the shadow of the cannon. He knew that his weapons could not destroy the anti-aircraft gun, but he had to make the other side stop the shelling and stop destroying the precious factory equipment.

The faint voice of the Norwegians could be heard from the side of the anti-aircraft gun position, and the German patrols could even feel their own heartbeat. However, he still decided to do what a soldier should do, and did his duty as a soldier in this position.

"Phew!" the German patrol fired his first shot at the vague shadow in the darkness, and then he nervously began to reload and continued to fire a second shot. Noticing that the other man had not fired back, he reloaded his rifle a third time and continued to fire a third round at the shadow.

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Axel took over the command of the old man and was busy directing the attack on the German factories with artillery. He didn't think he would be spotted right away, because there was chaos outside now, and the gunshots wouldn't attract too many people's attention at all. So these unprofessional Norwegian rebels did not set up a defensive position on the perimeter, and they gathered around the artillery, shocked by the power of this German weapon.

"Hurry up and reload! hurry up and reload!" Axel urged his comrades to load a new shell into the cannon while taking care of the old man. He knew that his time might be running out, so his nervous hands kept shaking slightly.

"Child...... The child ......, "In order to open fire, the old man was removed from the cannon, and now he was leaning against the two empty ammunition boxes, and he looked like he was dying." But he still reluctantly spoke, and said to Axel beside him: "Exhaust, as soon as possible...... All, all shells that can be lighted. The Germans, the Germans may be coming soon. ”

Axel did not see the real reaction speed of the German army, he only practiced shooting with a shotgun in the hidden woods, and had no formal military training at all. Now he is also distraught, and he has not come up with any effective countermeasures to the current situation.

This is like most underground rebel groups, in most cases they only stand up to resist with their enthusiasm and their own ideals, but they have no specific plans and implementation steps at all, and only resist the fate of enslavement with their own enthusiasm.

Although their behavior is worthy of singing and crying, they have also paid a lot of heavy prices in the process of fighting because of their own quality and lack of training. For example, the current Norwegian resistance squad is now in such trouble.

Just when everyone was about to fire the third shell, suddenly a bullet hit the Norwegian rebel fighter who was adjusting the left and right directions on the artillery, it can be said that the luck of the German patrol is too good, or it may be that the Norwegian is too unlucky, in short, the first bullet of the patrol hit the poor fellow, and the first shot pierced his chest.

Before everyone could come to their senses, a second gunshot woke up the Norwegian rebels, who had no idea what was happening, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly lay down and moved their submachine guns behind them, but in the panic they didn't know where the bullets were coming from, and they didn't know how many Germans had arrived.

After all, it was a group of civilians who had not been rigorously trained, and when the real battle began, they were not as calm as the regular army. These people can only fight smoothly when they come together, and once they get caught up in a tangled tug-of-war, the timid side of their hearts takes over.

By the time the German patrols fired a third shot, the Norwegians had finally found the enemy's firing position, and the bullets began to shoot at the German patrols' hiding places. The submachine gun had an unrivalled advantage in close-range suppression, and a barrage of bullets smashed it to pieces.

It was all a matter of luck that the German patrols killed an opponent, but the Norwegian rebels were targeted, after all, they saw the dazzling flashes of guns in the night, and roughly saw where the Germans were. But these men were so focused on shooting that they forgot to allocate their men to continue operating the more powerful 88 mm anti-aircraft gun.

"Ceasefire! Don't shoot!" Axel finally realized what the problem was, what they lacked now was precious time, and time was the amount of equipment destroyed in the German factories for them who were lucky enough to capture a cannon!

In such a place, the longer the delay, the more likely it was that the German troops would come closer. And a large number of German troops approached closely, which was very disadvantageous for them, civilians who had no combat experience. So what they should be doing now is to use artillery to continue to bombard the factory, not to kill a German and blindly waste ammunition and time.

He finally stopped the endless shooting of his companions, and then began to assign tasks: "You guys, go and continue to operate the artillery! Keep shooting at the factory! I and the remaining two people will suppress the Germans over there!"

Unfortunately, the German troops, who were relatively mobile, had already rushed over, and the defense forces of the factory area that received the alarm immediately mobilized a platoon of German troops to the vicinity to investigate what had happened. As a result, as soon as the thirty-odd German soldiers came to the vicinity, they heard the sound of dense weapon fire.

If now they don't know what happened, then the brains of these German troops are in vain. Therefore, with the order of the German platoon commander, more than 30 German troops scattered in formation and approached these Norwegian resistance members who kept firing in the direction of the wall under the cover of night.

Compared to just now, only the attacker and the defender have switched positions. This time it was the Germans who attacked, and those poor Norwegians defended. Again, the side that occupied the cannon did not realize that danger was coming, and they all continued their fight.

Soon the Germans were close enough that they could easily attack, and the Germans in charge of covering habitually placed their covering machine guns in a bush, and everything was quietly prepared. With the command of the German platoon commander, these Wehrmacht forces immediately demonstrated their fighting demeanor as the strongest army in the world.

The machine gun fired a dense short fire in the direction of the anti-aircraft gun, and the tracer bullet flew straight to the target in the darkness, hitting the metal cannon gun, splashing a brilliant fireworks. Two terrifying MP-44 assault rifles took out two Norwegians who were still shooting with their accurate bursts. The sudden firepower caused the members of the resistance group to scurry, and their originally powerful firepower was completely suppressed by the more powerful German firepower in an instant.