afterglow

Chapter 333: What is overworking? The first battle of the Green Goblin
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 can hold on?"

"It can be won in a day and a night at most, or maybe in half a day." Zhou Changfeng answered with certainty.

"As long as you resist once or twice, it won't be so fast." Zhu Lingjing said while sorting the books on the table.

"Indeed, but the Norwegians are unlikely to resist resolutely. They should simply abandon Oslo."

"Big countries are fighting, and it's not easy for small countries to stay out of it. They made the wrong calculation at the beginning." Zhu Lingjing, who looked tired, slowly stood up, covered her mouth and yawned, "Now that the dust has settled, you can have a good night's rest." .”

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

This feeling of having everything under control made her satisfied, and she would be able to relax and have a good night's sleep.

"It doesn't mean much to pit the strong against the weak. You can summarize the battle as you wish." Before leaving, she looked Zhou Changfeng up and down and said casually: "Pay more attention to yourself."

"Yes, good night, Your Majesty."

The position of waiting for military orders cannot be called leisure. All wars related to the Ming Dynasty need to be summarized in time, and they must be as concise and refined as possible so that the emperor can know the actual situation.

It is not easy to do this job well. Even Zhou Changfeng was scolded when he first started, and he finally passed the test after he became proficient.

It's like trying to write a good paper, but then being scolded by the instructor as rubbish.

When the war starts in the future, several military aircraft waiting for the imperial edict will probably have to work from dawn to dusk - especially after someone from Zhou led the army to go on an expedition, there is one less person to help.

After arriving at Qianqing Gate, Zhou Changfeng stopped.

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

"Come back after you finish."

He lit a cigarette and threw the remaining half pack of cigarettes to the guard sergeant on duty here.

The leading sergeant raised his hand to catch it, and several others came over and divided up the pack of good Beidou brand cigarettes - but only put them away, because it was forbidden to do other things while standing guard.

After a busy day from morning to night, I couldn't even spare 10 minutes. It was only now that I finally had time to relax. This shows how busy Zhou is today.

Since smoking is indeed not good for health, and Xia Xiaoshi doesn't like the taste, his frequency of smoking has dropped a lot. Sometimes two packs of cigarettes can last for half a month.

The starry sky at midnight on a cold winter night is particularly brilliant. The light generated thousands of years ago traveled through the vast universe and finally arrived on the earth, and was captured by the visual receptors of a carbon-based life entity.

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

Looking up at the stars calmed down Zhou Changfeng's tired, restless, and worried mind, followed by an ethereal feeling.

For more than half a month since New Year's Day, he has been worrying about all kinds of things, almost exhausting all available time, as if 48 hours a day are enough.

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

Regarding the pattern formulation of camouflage uniforms, the first batch of small-scale mass-produced camouflage uniforms in Ming Dynasty had some shortcomings. The patterns were single, the effect was average, and the craftsmanship was cumbersome. They must be improved.

The layout of tank ammunition racks and the addition of water jacket interlayers reduce the possibility of being killed after being hit.

He refused to let go of any of the instructional videos on the essentials of infantry combat, including camouflage, reconnaissance, impact, maintenance, first aid, and other details.

There are so many aspects of the military that have been gradually developed, improved, and perfected over decades. It is too difficult to accomplish them all at once in a short period of time.

The improvement guidance proposed by someone Zhou a few months ago is now waiting to be tested, which naturally keeps him busy.

"Damn, they're so annoying. If they dare to kick a ball again, I'll break some of their legs..." Zhou Changfeng muttered.

When the cigarette was almost burned out, several Jin Yiwei sergeants saw Zhou Changfeng, who was turning around, fainted and fell limply to the ground.

"Grass!"

"Sir Zhou?"

The sergeant reacted the fastest. He rushed forward and grabbed his clothes just before he was about to touch the ground.

"Come here! Fuck you, call someone!"

At this time, the benefits of having a complete medical institution in the Forbidden City became apparent.

With incredible speed, in just 6 minutes, Zhou Changfeng, who had fainted, was sent to the clinic arranged by the Taiyuan Hospital in the palace.

While the hurried doctors and nurses began to work, at the other end of the Eurasian continent, the operation to "protect" Norway also ushered in its first small climax.

Over the Fornib Airport at "dawn", a formation of 25 Ju-52 transport aircraft and six Bf-110 heavy fighter jets had arrived at the predetermined location.

In fact, the entire formation originally consisted of 28 transport aircraft. However, they encountered extremely low clouds and thick fog over the strait, and the aircraft were almost at a loss.

Lieutenant Colonel Rudolf, the commander of the formation, was very worried. When the visibility was so low, he could only fly with the help of instruments, and only a few pilots in the entire transport aircraft wing could master it proficiently.

No matter how careful you are, accidents still happen - an aircraft on the right side of the formation reported via radio that two aircraft had collided, and then disappeared without a trace in the thick fog.

Shortly thereafter, another aircraft reported that the No. [-] engine was not working properly.For safety reasons, Rudolph ordered it to return immediately.

Under such a dire situation, more than 1 paratroopers from the 2rd Battalion of the 3nd Regiment of the 500st Parachute Division of the German Society were still not discouraged and timid, and insisted on arriving at Fornibu Airport, preparing to carry out airborne operations.

In the plan, after the paratroopers occupy the airport, an infantry battalion and artillery company of the 10th Infantry Regiment of the 29th Infantry Division will be airlifted here.

Subsequently, these infantry and paratroopers will form a battle group and directly attack Oslo not far to the west.

"Ugh-"

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

Thanks to the one-hour engine warm-up, the three Gladiator fighter jets on standby were immediately launched, and then aligned on the runway and began to taxi and accelerate.

Due to thick fog and clouds, the six Bf-110 fighters in the German fleet were at the rear of the formation, so they failed to seize the good opportunity to destroy the Norwegian aircraft on the ground.

Although faced with a one to two numerical disadvantage, the brave Norwegian pilots were not afraid, but instead prepared to teach these offenders a lesson.

Captain Johnson, the temporary commander of the fighter squadron, took the lead. He ordered everyone to fight independently and rely on their own flexibility to deal with those two-engine heavy battles. The Bf-110C is a twin-engine heavy fighter. It is characterized by powerful firepower and fast speed. However, it has poor maneuverability and is completely unsuitable for dog fighting.

Although the biplane was lagging behind, its horizontal maneuverability was unparalleled. The dexterous Gladiator, controlled by the Norwegian pilot, roamed freely among the German aircraft, causing the Germans to almost lose their position.

Fortunately, the weak firepower of the Gladiator could not effectively damage the heavy fighter, and the impatient Norwegian pilots did not deliberately attack the engine.

The Bf-110 fighter jet driven by Major Gerhard was hit by at least twenty rounds of 7.7mm machine gun bullets on the fuselage, but it was still unharmed and did not even leak oil - the self-sealing fuel tank can effectively prevent leaks caused by bullet attacks.

After regaining their composure, the German pilots flew their planes into a Luschou circle formation, holding each other head to tail in a circle, leaving the Norwegians speechless.

In the chaotic entanglement, Gerhard's wingman seized the fleeting opportunity and opened fire at a Gladiator. The ferocious firepower of four 7.92mm machine guns and two 20mm cannons killed it instantly. .

One of the fatal 20mm high-explosive bombs directly damaged the tail control cable. The out-of-control Gladiator fighter spiraled into the distance dragging black smoke, and exploded into a conspicuous fire after landing.

As the ammunition was exhausted, the other two Gladiators, although extremely reluctant, could only fly away in a hurry.

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

The No. 207 aircraft piloted by Second Lieutenant Hans was the most seriously injured - the left engine was on fire, dragging out long black smoke, and the fuselage was also densely scattered with dozens of bullet holes.

"Understood! Comrade Major!"

Second Lieutenant Hans, who was a talented and courageous man, accepted the order without hesitation. Since he had no hope of returning home successfully, he might as well take a bold risk and try to land at the enemy airport.

He easily turned the knob, shut down the burning left engine, and relied on the remaining right engine to allow the Bf-110 fighter jet to descend in altitude while aligning with the runway.

Because of the propeller, a single-engine aircraft will naturally produce a yaw moment to one side, but a twin-engine aircraft only needs to rotate the left and right propellers in opposite directions to offset the torque, so it is much easier to drive.

But now Lieutenant Hans had to correct the yaw moment while facing the incoming fire and forcefully land.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Da da da—da da——"

Shocked, the Norwegian soldiers on the ground quickly turned their guns and used rifles and machine guns to fire violently at the enemy plane that landed majestically.

The excessive touchdown speed far exceeded the limit. The Bf-110, trailing black smoke, broke its landing gear in an instant and slid on the runway.

The existence of ice and snow prevented the violent friction from causing sparks, but the journey was still filled with water vapor and dust. The sound of broken metal deforming was as uncomfortable as scratching the heart and lungs.

The dense bullets turned the scarred fighter jet into a real hornet's nest. The three crew members in the cockpit bowed their heads and tried their best to protect themselves with the bulletproof steel plates around the cockpit.

After rushing out of the runway and sliding along the grass covered with a thick layer of snow for hundreds of meters, the Bf-110 finally stopped.

Except for the navigator who bit his tongue due to fright, the dazed crew members were miraculously unscathed.

I saw several Bf-110s in the sky swooping and shooting one after another. The powerful firepower turned a machine gun position into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The body that was directly hit by the 20mm high-explosive bomb exploded like a watermelon, and pieces of internal organs were scattered everywhere.

The first few transport planes were the first to drop the paratroopers. These were the advance detachments and the most dangerous missions. The candidates selected were all the elite among the elite.

Zhou Changfeng's suggestion relayed by Chris is just an inconspicuous one among many reports, and it is still unknown whether it can be discovered and adopted.

The landing German paratroopers cut the parachute ropes and separated them from the white parachutes, then took off their gray coats, revealing the green field uniforms underneath.

Green Goblin, attack!
Because the ammunition boxes, grenades, water bottles, etc. are hung on the equipment on the field uniform, it is easy to catch the paracord and cause danger, so the paratroopers will wear a smooth airborne jacket outside.

"Look! They're still looking for weapons, we have to do something!" Second Lieutenant Hans shouted.

Seeing that their own paratroopers were still in a hurry to find the airdrop weapon box, the crew members of the No. 207 fighter decisively chose to help.

The rear seat gunner controlled the MG17 aircraft machine gun and fired at the Norwegian semi-permanent fortifications a few hundred meters away. The trajectories mixed with tracer bullets were as straight as lasers.

The tracer bullet that ricocheted flew into the sky, leaving a sharp zigzag trajectory.

Dozens of Norwegian Army officers and soldiers were suppressed in the barracks area north of the airport, unable to advance or retreat, because the Bf-110s that kept swooping and shooting were too terrifying.

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than 40 paratroopers from the advance team finally completed the rendezvous and weapons distribution. They quickly established a solid defensive position relying on the wreckage of the No. 207 fighter jet and the houses.

It was found that the ground situation seemed to be much better than expected, and the resistance from the Norwegians was not strong. The formation commander Lieutenant Colonel Rudolf simply gave up the airborne plan and ordered a direct landing.

The Junkers transport plane he was on landed first, followed by the second, third...

The stunned Norwegian soldiers couldn't believe how daring the Germans were, and 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 drafty place from all sides.

Naturally, there were unlucky casualties among the paratroopers. One company commander had his carotid artery interrupted by a machine gun bullet, and died from excessive blood loss in just tens of seconds.

However, the balance of victory has tipped to Deshe's side.

In fact, the remaining five Bf-110s in the sky have basically run out of ammunition. If half a company of Norwegian Army dares to leave the bunker and launch a counterattack, there is still hope of causing greater damage to the German army, but they conservatively chose to stay where they are. Do not move.

Since they no longer need to spend time regrouping and finding weapons, the already established paratroopers launched an attack almost as soon as they got off the plane.

"boom!"

The semi-permanent fortifications were blasted by those who were brave and savvy, and more than 20 Norwegian soldiers who resisted were buried alive. The few who were lucky enough to crawl out became prisoners in a daze.

On the north side of the barracks, more than a hundred paratroopers launched attacks from four directions at the same time, advancing from multiple directions. The missing company defending the airport was immediately defeated.

Several MG34 issued a unique high -frequency "噔噔 噔" roar. Huang Chengcheng's hot bullet shell fell one after another, and the snow turned into water in the sound of nourishing.

The retreating Norwegian soldiers were littered with corpses. Nearly twenty corpses lay scattered on the white snowfield where they fled to the woods.

At 10:49 a.m., the battle came to an end, the gunfire stopped, and only puffs of black smoke were left at Fornibu Airport.

Lieutenant Colonel Rudolf's left hand was scratched by the fragments of a rifle grenade. While being bandaged, he stated: "Send a telegram to the headquarters. Fornibu Airport has been captured, the operation is very smooth, our casualties are minor, and the army can be dispatched." "

　The first leader!Thanks to the leader who rewarded "The Cute and Charming Villain Professor M"!I have been working hard to update in the past two days.

　　
　
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