The Third Reich: I Became Emperor

The entire Gibraltar garrison trembled, looking at the sea, where hundreds of warships were lined up in a row, pouring their anger on the rocks.

"Keep firing, and fire at the targets you have set in advance." Dönitz said to the staff officer beside him on the flagship. He originally wanted to wait until daybreak to continue the attack, but it didn't matter now, since it was less than an hour away from daybreak.

The searchlight was destroyed, but it didn't affect the shooting at all. The rock was there anyway, so he just had to fire at it, and it didn't matter where he fired.

The British Governor of Gibraltar watched as shells flew across the sky outside the headquarters, and then landed on the ground, with huge explosions.

""Boom!"

At this moment, a shell instantly hit the power station, and thick smoke billowed. With the explosion, the power station was destroyed, and the entire Gibraltar was completely without power, plunging into darkness. However, it was very close to dawn, so the loss of the power station did not have a big impact, but for some command posts, the loss of power would still have a big impact.

"Quick, start the backup power generation unit immediately, quick!"The British Governor shouted loudly. He must not panic at this time. He must hold on and wait for the H fleet to arrive so that he can defeat the enemy ships.

"How about the border? Have any Spanish been spotted?"

"Not found yet"

"Very good, order the frontline troops to pay attention to the enemy's movements. Once the enemy is found, there is no need to report it, but to fight back immediately."The British Governor ordered.

He was not a fool. Since the German and French fleets appeared here, their purpose was very clear, that is Gibraltar, because the location here is too important. Whoever occupies it will control the entrance and exit of the entire Mediterranean.

"How long will it take for the power to be restored?"After waiting for about five minutes, the British Governor frowned and asked.

Yanshan is different from other urban areas. There are many fortifications built there, and many of them are inside the mountain. These fortifications require huge blowers to blow fresh air in continuously, otherwise, the soldiers inside the mountain will suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen.

Usually, the power plant is mainly used to generate electricity to drive the blower, but in special circumstances, it is necessary to rely on generators to supply electricity.

Fortunately, these were taken into consideration when designing it, so there is a high-power generator set at the foot of the mountain, which uses a large diesel generator as a power source to provide electricity, which is enough to support the use of all fortifications in the mountain.

After receiving the order, the engineer in charge of guarding the backup generator immediately started the generator.

"Report, the backup generator cannot be started." A soldier said anxiously with sweat on his forehead.

Hearing this, the officer next to him said in disbelief:"Why?"

"It seems broken."The soldier said uncertainly.

"Broken?" The officer's face was full of black lines. Since there has been no war, their backup generator set is usually a symbol, and they rarely maintain it. They only come for maintenance occasionally. Now that I think about it, it has been almost two months since the last maintenance.

""Asshole, fix it quickly. If you ca n't fix it, the soldiers in the mountain will suffocate to death." The officer roared angrily. The British governor, who learned that the generator set was broken, turned pale. If there was no electricity, tens of thousands of soldiers in the mountain would definitely be suffocated to death.

Thinking of this, he roared angrily:"Why is it broken? How do you maintain it normally? Assholes, you should be shot!""

"Why are you still standing there? Go and fix it! Fix it! Order the air force to take off immediately and bomb the enemy ships."

"Yes!"

It was still dark, but with a little light, they could still take off.

However, Marshal Dönitz would not give them a chance to take off. Twenty warships were already surrounding the Gibraltar airport.

The fighters on the aircraft carrier were also doing their final takeoff work. Once it was light, they would take off and bomb the enemy.

"Target the airport, fire rapidly."

Twenty warships aimed at the British airport and began firing their shells. The airport was there anyway, so there was no need to aim at the coordinates. They could just fire at it. I believe there would be a hit.

"Boom!"A 150mm shell on the cruiser exploded directly 300 meters away from the runway. The huge shock wave pushed many planes several meters away.

""Assholes, take off quickly, don't let the other side blow up the runway." The officer in charge of the airport saw this scene and his face changed drastically. He shouted immediately.

It was obvious that the other side had been prepared. All targets on Gibraltar were within the other side's bombing range. Once the runway was blown up, it would be absolutely impossible for the torpedo plane to take off. At that time, they could only watch helplessly as the runway was blown up.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of shells kept falling, and a few of them were lucky enough to hit the runway. In an instant, a pit more than ten meters large appeared.

"Damn it, hurry up, the engineers go and repair it."The officer in charge of the airport roared when he saw the runway was blown up.

And a pilot who was about to take off by force finally stopped. There was no other way. The runway was blown up and forced takeoff would cause problems.

Not only the craters, but also the gravel on the runway would be driven by the airflow and fly everywhere. Once it hits the plane, an accident will occur.

This is why there are no debris on the runway. If you are not careful, the plane will be destroyed and people will die.

Then, dozens of shells fell on the airport. Some shells hit the torpedo planes directly, and some shells continued to hit the shells. The originally straight and complete runway was now full of potholes. Basically, the runway was useless.

Looking at the abandoned airport, the officer in charge of the airport almost fainted. This meant that the hundreds of torpedo planes at the airport could not take off, and the enemy could bomb it however they wanted.

"Send a telegram to the Governor General that the airport is temporarily unavailable for takeoff. The officer in charge of the airport shook his head and said

"Sir, we can build a field airport, but……"

The rest of the words were not said. Although the field airport could be used, it was prone to accidents. However, he did not care about accidents at this time and shouted immediately.

"Go build a field airport!"

""Yes!"

After receiving the news that the airport was bombed, the British Governor sat down on the ground, muttering:"It's over, it's over, it's completely over."

Originally, his trump card was the hundreds of torpedo planes on the airport. As long as they were fully equipped with torpedoes and attacked, they could at least contain the enemy's offensive, not to mention severely damaging the enemy's warships.

His task was to hold on until the arrival of Fleet H, and he would have successfully completed the task.

But now, the airport has been destroyed, and hundreds of torpedo planes cannot take off in a short time. The enemy will definitely not give up this opportunity. By then, whether they can defend the Strait of Gibraltar will be a big problem.