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the Helicopter's rotary blades, causing the snow to swirl upwards. With one

hand up in front of his face to protect his eyes and to maintain his vision, he
scouts from side to side, trying to look beyond the castle. The helicopter has now

descended so much that with the slightest navigation error would cause its

rotary blades to hit the Kronborg’s proud spires. It must be professionally
trained pilot for this job.

Two large projectors mounted on the helicopter are turned on, that’s still

hovering in the night sky. The light cones are directed towards one of the towers,
which answers the light back with another cone. He can see few figures moving

on the narrow external balcony that runs around the lower part of the spire. The
helicopter slowly begins to descend further towards the spire. The snowy wind

is blowing even harder, but it is still possible for him to follow the whole scenario

unfold. The pilot clearly experienced; it requires lots of practice to navigate an
Sikorsky EH60 Black Hawk.

A door on the side of the helicopter is opened; one of the figures dangles

on a wire the air between the spire and the helicopter. With swift forceful move,
the chopper pulls him upwards and inside the cabin. Another figure walks out

into the spire balcony, but suddenly a loud robotic voice sounds from behind
him, a jolt of danger runs through his body.

“It’s the Danish police force! Land the unauthorized aircraft now!”

The dense snowfall makes it virtually impossible for him to see what is
going on, but he can still sense that there are now two helicopters hovering over

the castle.

“It’s the Danish police. Stop this illegal operation immediately. Land the
helicopter!” Another figure dangles in the air and is then hoisted up into. Again,

the police voice echoes out over the castle. The whole of Kronborg is now bathed

in extreme light from the two helicopters, and mixed in with the heavy snowfall;
it is now impossible then bright white light. The sound of a machine-gun a bangs

out, so it resonates through the old walls. Then two more rounds are fired. Tom

tries to take aim without being able to see much.
There is a boom like in a bomb explosion, then a huge flash of light

illuminating the sky; he gets a glimpse of the two helicopters, one of which is
now bathed in flames. He can see the other one is on its way away from the scene