Chapter 408: Norwich

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Borol once again issued an order to inspect equipment on the lawn. This is his third night boarding and skydiving in recent days. Unlike several other times, this time he knew he was going to the UK.
The commander of the battalion just assigned an attack mission, allowing each soldier to confirm where he was going to attack. Every building in the photos brought back by the spies is extremely detailed. These iconic buildings, even trees and road signs are detailed on their combat maps.
Afterwards, everyone was asked to drain away quickly, and then began to check their equipment, weapons, ammunition, and supplies that were distributed yesterday. Everyone was very excited, but apart from the officers above the company commander, they still did not know which city in the UK they would be thrown to. After the task is distributed, everyone is forbidden to leave the camp. Everyone must be accompanied by more than three people when they go out. In order to ensure the confidentiality of the operation to the last moment, the German intelligence agency is really painstaking.
Behind Buckton, a small port city near the landing site, there is a small town called Bit, which is an important fulcrum for the German paratroopers to capture and block the British 4th Army's counterattack on the beach. In this vicinity, German paratroopers are expected to drop three battalions, and Borol ’s company happens to be one of them.
"Board the plane!" Shouted an officer not far away. With the clatter of the sound, all the paratroopers stood up. They carried parachute bags, hung spare umbrellas and various supplies on their chests, and helped them carry ammunition and tents and other things on their legs. Soldiers carrying heavy weapons couldn't carry so many heavy objects, so their bits and pieces were distributed to other soldiers to help carry them.
Borol pulled a man from the ground who was inconveniently tall, and walked to Baru's side, beckoning everyone to board the plane. General Studen will land with the paratroopers this time. In order to reach 15,000 people this time, Germany has prepared 750 transport aircraft of various models and 690 gliders of various models. These planes will be responsible for sending German paratroopers to specific locations, dropping 40 tons of additional supplies and returning at the same time.
Unlike previous airborne operations, there will be 110 Crusaders helicopters participating in this paratrooper airborne and beach landing. These aircraft will cover the landing troops and transport some paratroopers. This adventurous move was also jointly recommended by several military gangsters. The more numerous the combined operations, the more obvious the effect when landing.
Borol watched his men step by step onto the familiar ju-52 transport plane, until only him was left behind, and then he reached out to Baru above, and boarded the transport plane by force. The roar of the engine has filled the entire airport, and the sound of hundreds of transport planes can be called magnificent.
After closing the cabin door, the noise in the cabin became much smaller, and Baru grinned aside, waiting for Borol to announce their destination this time. Borol raised the corner of his mouth, deliberately hanging his appetite.
"Sir, isn't Norwich?" Baru said in a broken voice, scratching his head and asking Company Commander Borol.
"Tell me, how do you know?" Borol asked, right or wrong.
"Every time I fly for so long, calculate the speed of the plane, and draw a circle, can't you let us go to Oxford behind London? Then there will be Norwich nearby." Baru and the people around him Several veterans laughed while talking.
Borol nodded and admitted his destination this time: "A small town called Bit, near Norwich, is less than 10 kilometers from the small port of Buckton. We parachute there, then capture and be there. Defense against the British counterattack. "
As he said, he opened a map from the map bag, spread it out, and the weak lights in the plane pointed to their war zone: "We arrived at the target area 4 hours earlier than the landing troops. After removing the obstacles, we Try to help the landing forces destroy the nearby British artillery positions. "
"The mission is really enough." Baru said with a smile.
"The bomber forces deployed in Dunkirk took off only 25 minutes ahead of us. They would bomb the entire Norwich area and destroy all the areas where the British troops stationed above were marked." Borol pointed to the map. A few points: "Here, here, and here and here. If we are lucky, we will only meet a bunch of still hot bodies."
"If you are unlucky, there will be a whole battalion of English guys waiting for us right?" Baru shrugged and smiled.
The head of the regiment said just now that there should be a British anti-aircraft position nearby, but how large a scale is and how much trouble it will cause to airborne troops is not easy to say. According to their experience of large-scale airborne in the Netherlands, air defense firepower will only be denser and not lower.
In other words, when the formation of paratrooper transport aircraft enters British airspace for a while, it is estimated that the British anti-aircraft artillery unit will fire mercilessly and attack, and how many people can survive can only be destined. At this point, Borol still feels more confident. Several times of the airborne he participated in have been smooth, and he is still intact until now.
However, compared to several other airborne missions, this one is considered a very difficult and innovative operation. The first few airborne missions were completed during the day, but this time they were completed at night. Town, destroy nearby enemy artillery positions, these tasks must also be completed before dawn, it really seems difficult to think about it.
Things still have to be considered as good as possible, at least Borol and his paratroopers so comfort themselves. After all, there is no need to fight against the British armored forces, so the remaining tasks are relatively easy.
They explained their respective tasks, arranged the cover and the route of the offensive. The time passed unconsciously, and soon the red warning light on the plane turned on. In addition to the roar of the engine of the aircraft, there were intensive explosions outside the window. It seems that the British air defense forces did deploy objective defense forces in the Norwich area.
Not far away, a ju-52 transport plane dragging a glider was hit by a shell. The paratrooper was thrown out of the plane ’s fuselage with a flame. The broken tail of the plane dragged the glider to the ground. After the pilot of the glider got rid of the burning tail, it was impossible for them to fly to Norwich.
The huge flames formed by the explosion of the aircraft illuminate Borol's face. This is not the first time he has seen the explosion of the aircraft, so he shows more numbness and indifference than the panic and panic of his people. He is used to life and death. From the moment he gave away his beard in France, he knew that death was as normal as a breathing for a soldier. He just wanted to live silently until the day God let him die.
"Finally check your equipment!" Borol retracted his gaze and shouted loudly in the cabin: "Fill the weapon with ammunition! You will know how important this is when you land! The password is 'electric flash'- —'Lei Ming '! If the answer is not your password, then fire immediately! Do you understand? "
"Understood!" Everyone in the cabin replied loudly as the distance of the aircraft shook.
"Take a closer look at these photos! If you do n’t have these paraphernalia where you landed, it means that you have left the planned war zone. Then you have to form a combat team by yourself. ...... Here are enemies all around you, try to survive! "Borol continued to speak loudly to his men.
He paused and continued: "In the early morning we will have the support provided by the second wave of bombers. At that time, we must try to mark our location! Open the German flag distributed in everyone's hands, so as to avoid being attacked by friendly targets. ! "
"Observe! Sir!" Baru took the lead, and everyone answered Borol again. Outside the plane, more anti-aircraft gunfire exploded around, and the British defense system seemed stronger than expected.
Everyone stood up and hung the parachute's opening hook on the rail, shaking slightly as the plane shuddered. No one spoke, nor did they sing their familiar songs, because this time they faced a test that made everyone very nervous. They dare not distract, nor dare to relax themselves casually.
Suddenly, the green light inside the transport plane turned on, Borol nodded, and Baru reached out and pushed open the door of the transport plane. As the wind poured into the cabin, he began to shout with a thick voice: "Airborne begins! Jump! Jump! Jump! "
Paratroopers jumped out of the cabin one after another. They stretched their arms straight in the sky. As the wind roared down, they were their paratroopers on the front, back, left, and right. They did not look lonely. The British were shooting at empty machine guns, but these white parachutes were still growing, like edelweiss blooming in the Alps.
The last one, Borol stood at the door of the cabin, staring at the darkness under his feet, raised his corner of the mouth, and jumped out of the cabin under the fire of the sky, allowing his body to fall to the ground with a parachute.
United Kingdom, London, Prime Minister ’s Mansion.
An officer ran into Churchill's office, and in the face of the Prime Minister's face full of expectation, he gasped and shouted: "Confirmed! The German landing position is determined!"
"Hurry up! Where?" Churchill stood up and asked.
The officer swallowed and uttered a desperate sentence: "The location of the German landing ... in Norwich!"