Nox Bellator stood on top of the massive, concrete U-Boat base looking out upon the once great City of Hamburg. It was a dark and chilly night, but Bellator did not notice the wind or temperature because his interactive thermal body armor kept him comfortable in any climate. At seven feet tall, Nox Bellator towered over most humans. His size alone would strike fear into most seasoned warriors. Then you add his sophisticated armor and weaponry, he could terrify an entire battalion. His encounter with Sergeant Dale Matthews back in October had taught him a valuable lesson: never take off your armor. He had thought he was safe, well behind German lines, in a secret bunker filled with true believers. Yet, there was Matthews. Three of his most loyal soldiers were killed by Matthews. On that rueful night in the Vosges Mountains, he was wearing a dress uniform. Since then, he always wore his battle armor.
Nox was alone atop the massive edifice that stood in the waters of the Elbe River. The U-boat bunker was built to withstand numerous direct hits from the largest of the Allies’ bombs. Even though the City of Hamburg was reduced to a burned-out rubble, the U-boat base had stood up to thousands of tons of British and American bombs.
The U-boat pen, Germans referred to it as “Fink II,” was an enormous hardened structure and was designed to dock up to 15 submarines within the safety of its thick concrete walls. The structure, built right in the water, allowed submarines that had traveled up the Elbe River to the industrial City of Hamburg, to find refuge from Allied bombers.
Nox, a stranger to this planet, had first arrived in Hamburg 10 years earlier, and had overseen the expansion of the Nazi’s U-boat program and the development of their experimental aircraft. Nox did not feel sadness or loss as he surveyed the hundreds of buildings that had been reduced to empty shells and crumbling walls. He was disappointed in himself. He was disappointed that he was not able to raise up the perfect army, and that his best efforts to organize these primitive humans had failed.
He estimated that the British and American’s non-stop bombing of Hamburg had killed over 100,000 civilians. That did not matter to him. He knew the reports showed that one million civilians were left homeless after the endless bombing raids. Still, not his problem. Nox knew the City was about to fall to a British and American tank brigade. In a few days, the war would be over, and he would have almost nothing to show for the last 10 years -almost nothing.
Someday, fools would look back on history and question how Hitler could have lost a war if he had access to advanced alien technology. The answer was simple: a hand full of advanced antigravity fighters can’t defeat over four million soldiers and hundreds of thousands of tanks and aircraft. Against Nox’s advice, Hitler moved too fast. Bellator needed another ten years to get Hitler’s factories to the point where they could mass produce advanced weaponry. Nox could no more mass produce antigravity fighters than an engineer could build an aircraft carrier out of coconuts and palm trees on a deserted island. Nox needed to build and repair his fighters with tools and equipment that the humans had not even discovered, much less, amassed in quantities large enough to supply a world war.
But, Hitler could not wait. Hitler saw Nox’s antigravity fighter and particle beam incinerator, and he thought that alone could win a war against the rest of the world. If only he had tried harder to convince the madman to wait, just long enough to get a production line.
The City of Hamburg was surrounded by Allied troops and tanks. Sixty percent of the city was burned to the ground, and almost all the residents had evacuated. There were a few thousand German troops left, and they would be overrun in a few days. Nox was not worried for his safety; the antigravity fighter behind him could whisk him far away. He had a plan, not a plan to save Hamburg, but a plan to salvage some of his work.
Nox Bellator turned from the crumbling city and entered his antigravity fighter. His fighter craft was advanced far beyond anything the humans had engineered. It did not push through the wind with crude propellers and wings, but rather, it created a force field around the craft that allowed a planet’s gravity to pass around it, like air passes around a wing. Without gravity pulling the craft towards the planet, the antimatter fusion reactors would power the flight system and move the craft at speeds over 5,000 miles per hour.
The flight systems were extraordinarily complex and completely controlled by either his thoughts or voice command. He could control the antigravity fighter from outside the ship, so long as he was wearing his body armor, which would transmit his thought commands to the craft.