In addition to fanning the flames diplomatically, Zhu Lingjing also considered leaking some information, intentionally or unintentionally, to further muddy the waters.

"How long do you think the king of Norway will be able to hold out?"

"At most, it can be a day and a night, and it may be half a day." Zhou Changfeng replied in the affirmative.

"As long as you resist one or two, it won't be so fast." Zhu Lingjing said while sorting out the booklet on the table.

"Yes, but the Norwegians are unlikely to resist resolutely, and they should abandon Oslo outright."

"It's not easy for big countries to stay out of it, and they miscalculated from it in the first place." Zhu Lingjing, who was tired, slowly stood up, covered her mouth and yawned, "The dust has settled, you can rest for a good night." ”

The outbreak of war was completely expected, and now she only felt extremely relaxed.

This feeling of being in control of everything made her satisfied, and she must be able to relax and sleep well.

"It doesn't mean much to fight the weak with the strong, and you can summarize the war at will." Before leaving, she looked Zhou Changfeng up and down, and said casually: "Pay more attention to yourself." ”

"Yes, good night Your Majesty."

All the wars related to the Ming Dynasty need to be summarized in a timely manner, and they should be as concise and concise as possible, so that the emperor can know the actual situation.

It's not easy to do this well, even Zhou Changfeng was counted down when he first got started, and he finally passed after he became proficient.

It's like writing a good thesis with great difficulty, but then being scolded by the tutor as garbage.

When the war starts in the future, several military planes will probably have to get up early and be busy at night-especially after Zhou led the army to the expedition, there was one less person to help.

After coming to the Qianqing Gate, Zhou Changfeng stopped.

"Sir Zhou, aren't you in a hurry to go home?"

"I'll come back when I'm done."

He lit a cigarette and tossed the remaining half of the pack to the Brocade Guard sergeant who was on duty.

The sergeant at the head raised his hand to catch it, and the rest of the people also came over and divided up the pack of good Beidou brand cigarettes - but only to put it away, because it was forbidden to do anything else while standing guard.

After a busy day from morning to night, I couldn't even spare ten minutes of free time, and it was only now that I finally had time to relax, which shows how busy Zhou is today.

In view of the fact that smoking is indeed not beneficial to health, and Xia Xiaoshi does not like taste, his smoking frequency has decreased a lot, and sometimes two packs of cigarettes can last for half a month.

The starry sky in the middle of the night on a cold winter night is particularly bright, and the light that was generated thousands of years ago finally arrives on Earth after passing through the vast universe, and is captured by the visual receptors of a carbon-based living entity.

At this time, people will feel extremely small and helpless.

Looking up at the starry sky calmed Zhou Changfeng's originally tired, anxious, and worried heart, and a kind of ethereal feeling followed.

For more than half a month after New Year's Day, he had been worrying about all kinds of things, and had almost exhausted all available time, as if it were forty-eight hours a day.

Although his own job is actually not heavy, he has found a lot of work for himself.

The pattern formulation of camouflage uniforms, the first batch of small-scale mass production of camouflage uniforms in the Ming Dynasty has some shortcomings, the pattern is single, the effect is general, and the process is cumbersome, which is bound to need to be improved.

The layout of the tank's ammo racks, as well as the addition of a water jacket interlayer to reduce the likelihood of being killed after being hit.

In the teaching video of the essentials of infantry actual combat, he refused to let go of various details such as camouflage, reconnaissance, impact, maintenance, first aid, etc.

There are so many aspects that the armed forces have gradually developed, improved, and perfected over the past few decades, and it is really too difficult to achieve them in a short period of time.

These improvement guidelines put forward by someone Zhou a few months ago are now waiting to be tested, so naturally he is very busy.

"Damn, it's annoying, if you dare to kick the ball again, Lao Tzu will break their legs a few times......," Zhou Changfeng muttered.

Almost as the cigarette burned out, several brocade guard sergeants saw Zhou Changfeng, who was turning around, faint and fell to the ground softly.

"Grass!"

"Chief Zhou?"

The sergeant reacted the fastest, rushing forward with a lunge, grabbing his clothes a moment before he was about to touch the ground.

"Someone! Stunned, call people! ”

At this time, the benefits of the Forbidden City having its own complete medical institutions are reflected.

It was only six minutes before Zhou Changfeng, who fainted, was sent to the clinic arranged in the palace by the Tai Hospital.

While the doctors and nurses were busy with their work, on the other side of the Eurasian continent, the first small climax of the "protection" of Norway was also ushered in.

Over the Fornib airfield at "dawn", a formation of twenty-five Ju-52 transport aircraft and six Bf-110 heavy fighters had already arrived at the intended position.

In fact, the entire formation originally had twenty-eight transport planes, but they had encountered extremely low clouds and dense fog over the strait, and the planes were almost in a daze.

The commander of the formation, Lieutenant Colonel Rudolph, was worried, and in such low visibility he could only fly with the help of instruments, and only a few pilots in the entire transport wing could master it.

Even if you are careful and careful, there will still be an accident - an aircraft on the right side of the formation reported by radio that two planes had collided, and then disappeared without a trace in the thick fog.

Shortly thereafter, another aircraft reported that Engine 3 was not working properly. To be on the safe side, Rudolph ordered it to return immediately.

In such a terrible situation, more than 500 paratroopers of the 3rd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Parachute Division of the German Society were not discouraged and timid, and insisted on arriving at the Forneb airfield to prepare for the airborne operation.

The plan was that after the paratroopers captured the airfield, an infantry battalion and artillery battery of the 29th Infantry Regiment of the 10th Infantry Division would be airlifted there.

The infantry and paratroopers would then form a battle group and attack Oslo a short distance to the west.

"Whew-"

Amid the sound of air defense sirens, several pilots rushed to the nearest fighter in three steps and two steps.

Thanks to the one-hour interval between warming up the engines, the three Gladiator fighters on standby were immediately activated, and immediately began to taxi and accelerate.

Due to dense fog and clouds, the six Bf-110 fighters in the German fleet were at the rear of the formation, so they could not seize the good time to destroy the Norwegian aircraft on the ground.

Despite the outnumbering disadvantage of one to two, the brave Norwegian pilots were undaunted and were ready to teach the attackers a lesson.

Captain Johansen, the interim commander of the fighter squadron, took the lead, ordering everyone to go their separate ways and rely on their own flexibility to deal with the heavy two-engine battles.

The Bf-110C is a twin-engine heavy fighter, which is characterized by powerful firepower and high speed, however, it is not maneuverable and completely unsuitable for dogfighting.

Although the biplanes were backward, their horizontal maneuverability was unmatched, and the dexterous gladiators, under the control of Norwegian pilots, drove through the German fleet, and the Germans were almost confused.

Fortunately, the gladiator's weak firepower could not effectively damage the heavy fighters, and the anxious Norwegian pilots did not deliberately attack the engines.

Major Gerhard's Bf-110 fighter jet was hit by at least 20 7.7mm machine gun rounds, but it was still unharmed, and there was not even an oil leak – the self-sealing fuel tank was effective in preventing the leakage caused by bullet attacks.

After relieving themselves, the German pilots formed a Lu's circle formation, head and tail together, in a circle, leaving the Norwegians at a loss.

In the midst of the chaos, Gerhard's wingman seized the fleeting moment and opened fire on a gladiator, killing it instantly with the ferocious fire of four 7.92mm machine guns and two 20mm cannons.

One of the lethal 20mm high-explosive shells directly damaged the tail control cable, and the out-of-control gladiator fighter dragged the black smoke and spiraled into the distance, exploding a conspicuous ball of fire after landing.

As the ammunition ran out, the other two gladiators, although extremely unwilling, could only fly away from the place in a hurry.

"Hey! No. 207, you have to find a way to land, and we will do our best to suppress the ground fire. Major Gerhard ordered.

Ensign Hans's No. 207 was the most seriously injured - the left engine was on fire, dragging out long black smoke, and the fuselage was densely strewn with dozens of bullet holes.

"Understood! Comrade Major! ”

The bold Ensign Hans accepted the order without hesitation, and there was no hope of a successful return anyway, so he might as well take a bold fight and try to land at the enemy airfield.

With a twist of the knob, he turned off the left engine that was on fire, and relied on the remaining right engine to allow the Bf-110 fighter to aim at the runway as it descended altitude.

Because of the propellers, a single-engine aircraft will naturally produce a yaw moment to one side, but a twin-engine aircraft only needs to make the rotation direction of the left and right propellers opposite each other to offset the torque, so it is much easier to fly.

But now Ensign Hans had to correct the yaw moment and force his landing in the face of incoming fire.

"Fire! Fire! ”

"Da-da-da-"

Shocked, the Norwegian soldiers on the ground quickly turned their guns and used rifles and machine guns to fire fiercely at the enemy plane that had landed in a grand manner.

The excessive ground contact speed was far beyond the limit, and the black-smoked Bf-110 broke off the landing gear in an instant, rubbing and taxiing on the runway.

The presence of ice and snow prevented the violent friction from appearing sparks, but the road was still filled with water vapor and dust, and the sound of metal breaking and deforming was as uncomfortable as scratching the heart and lungs.

The barrage of bullets turned the already scarred fighter into a veritable hornet's nest, and the three crew members in the cockpit all bowed their heads and tried to cover themselves with bulletproof steel plates around the cockpit.

After sliding off the runway and down a thick layer of snowy grass for hundreds of meters, the Bf-110 finally stopped.

Except for the navigator, who bit his tongue because he was frightened, the dizzy crew members miraculously escaped unscathed.

I saw several Bf-110s in the sky diving and strafing one after another, and the powerful fire turned a machine-gun position into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The body directly hit by the 20mm high-explosive bomb exploded like a watermelon, and fragments of internal organs scattered and splashed in all directions.

The first few transport planes were the first to drop paratroopers, these were the advance detachments, and they were also the most dangerous missions, and the selected ones were all the best of the best.

Chris relayed Zhou Changfeng's advice is only one of many reports, and it is unknown whether it will be discovered and adopted.

The German paratroopers who landed on the ground cut the parachute lines, separated from the snow-white parachute, and then took off their gray coats, revealing the green field clothes inside.

Green Goblin, strike!

Because the equipment on the field suit is hung with ammunition boxes, grenades, water bottles, etc., which can easily get caught in the parachute line and cause danger, so the paratroopers will wear a smooth airborne jacket outside.

"Look! They're still looking for weapons, and we've got to do something! Ensign Hans shouted.

Seeing that their paratroopers were still hurriedly looking for the airdrop weapon box, the crew members of the No. 207 fighter resolutely chose to help.

The backseat machine gunner maneuvered the MG17 aviation machine gun and fired at the Norwegian semi-permanent fortifications a few hundred meters away, the trajectory of the tracer bullets straight as a laser.

The tracer bounce that ricocheted crashed into the sky, leaving a sharp curved trajectory.

Dozens of Norwegian Army officers and soldiers were pinned down in the barracks area north of the airfield, because the Bf-110s were terrifying as they swooped and strafed.

Half an hour later, the more than 40 paratroopers of the advance team finally completed the convergence and distribution of weapons, and they quickly established a solid defensive position relying on the wreckage of the No. 207 fighter and the house.

Finding that the situation on the ground seemed to be much better than expected, and the resistance of the Norwegians was not strong, the commander of the formation, Lieutenant Colonel Rudolph, simply abandoned the plan of airborne landing and ordered a direct airborne landing instead.

The Junkers he was flying in was the first to land, followed by the second and third......

The stunned Norwegian soldiers could not believe that these Germans could dare to be so bold as they opened fire on the three-engine transport planes with all their firepower.

Almost every Ju-52 was hit, bullet holes were everywhere, and the cabin became a place of air leaks on all sides.

Among them, the paratroopers naturally had unlucky casualties, and the company commander was even killed by a machine gun bullet that broke the carotid artery and died of excessive blood loss in just a few tens of seconds.

However, the balance of victory had tipped in favor of the German Society.

In fact, the remaining five Bf-110s in the sky were basically out of ammunition, and if half a company of the Norwegian Army dared to leave the bunker to launch a counterattack, then there was still hope to inflict greater damage on the Germans, but they conservatively chose to stay put.

Because there was no longer time to regroup and search for weapons, the already formed paratroopers attacked almost as soon as they got off the plane.

"Boom!"

The semi-permanent fortifications were bravely and strategically approached and blasted, and more than 20 Norwegian soldiers who had resisted were buried alive, and a few who were lucky enough to crawl out became prisoners in a daze.

On the north side of the barracks, more than 100 paratroopers attacked from four directions at the same time, advancing in multiple directions, and the missing company defending the airport was suddenly overwhelmed.

Several MG34s let out a distinctive high-frequency "boom" roar, and the yellow and clear hot shells fell one after another, and the snow turned into water in the sizzling sound.

The corpses of the retreating Norwegian soldiers were strewn all over the field, lying on their stomachs on the white snowy fields that had fled to the woods.

At 10:49 a.m., the battle ended, the gunfire stopped, and nothing but black smoke rose into the sky at Forneb Airport.

Lieutenant Colonel Rudolph, whose left hand was grazed by a fragment of a grenade, stated while being bandaged: "Send a telegram to the command. The Forneb airfield has been occupied, the operation is going well, and the casualties are small, and the army can be dispatched. ”

The first alliance leader! Thank you to the alliance leader for the reward from "Cute and Charming Villain Professor M"! In the past two days, I have worked hard to add more.

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