Bismarck

Shipgirl Bismarck Author: Yuebie Qianqiu

The Bismarck was Germany's most technologically advanced and largest battleship during World War II, with a total weight of 20,000 tons!

Oh, what did I say?

Chapter 1: The Girl Who Traveled Across Time and Became Bismarck

It was another fiery evening. As usual, I came to the top of the dock, hung my legs down, sat on the edge, and watched the sunset. The restriction of not being able to leave left me with only watching the sunset.

Watching the sunset, I also recalled some things. After all, it has been so long. It is now July of 9, and two years have passed since I came into this world. During these two years, I have been staying in the Voss Shipyard in Hamburg, Germany, and was forced to watch the huge G ship in Dock being built from a keel to such a huge size. I am proud but bored at the same time. As for why I can't leave, I can only say, sorry, that G ship is me.

In other words, I traveled through time and space to a large ship. Other people's travels through time... Yes, other people's travels through time and space, they don't eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, but when it comes to me, I become this thing? !

I looked down at my body helplessly. The iron body was immersed in sparks, with an industrial beauty... This situation has lasted for two years, and I don't know when it will be completed.

I felt like I was suffocating! Of course, I didn’t know why I woke up in this past time and space, and I didn’t know why I turned into a boat.

Destiny? Maybe!

Two years have passed, and with the sunrise and sunset day after day, the memories of the past have not faded with the passage of time, but have become even stronger.

However, I dare not think about it, I am afraid that I will collapse if I think about it, and now, I don't even know how to commit suicide, which is really a sad thing. Now the only thing I know is that when I woke up, I merged with the giant ship - without any reason. But even as a former human, it is difficult for me to describe the feeling of fusion in words. I can only say that the feeling of soul and steel melting is really painful, and the heart-wrenching feeling is probably just a light one. When I was in elementary school, the cuts on the glass were probably only to the extent of sprinkling water. I guess only the legendary three-flavor true fire can compare to it. Unfortunately, I am not a great sage, I am just an ordinary girl, so the time when I first merged really makes me feel scared when I think about it now. After the fusion, the heart-wrenching feeling completely dissipated. Before I felt a little relieved, I really felt that I was no longer a person. I can transform into a girl, just like an ordinary person, and there is no difference. I can also simulate heartbeat and breathing - although I don't need them. But I will no longer feel hunger, heat or cold, and unless my main ship is damaged, I will not feel pain. I don't know if this is good or bad.

And the appearance. I am very satisfied with this body. I remember that when the girl's appearance was projected at the beginning, I was really amazed. Not to mention the exquisite appearance, the slender figure with proud breasts is also very hot in the 21st century. It has always been my development goal. But! Damn! Why is there no clothes! Is it so fun to be naked?

I went berserk at that time. When I first came out, I was naked like the Terminator. But the Terminator at least found a set of clothes, what happened to me? ! Because the completion of the ship was too low, my projection was completely unable to touch the entity at that time. After a whole year of hard naked running, in 1936, when the ship was % completed, I barely materialized and secretly got a set of German military uniforms. The only thing I was thankful for was that the clothes had merged with me since I put them on. Even if I took them off, the blurred projection would no longer run naked... Although no one could see me after the blurred projection, I still had a sense of shame...

Then I also discovered that as the ship's hull became more and more complete, the time I could keep it in physical form would become longer and longer. So when it is completed and launched, I would probably be able to show it to the public all the time, which would be a good thing.

There is also the issue of my appearance. After a period of time, I found that my appearance can actually change according to my own thoughts! I am too tired to complain about this fact. This is the rhythm of a vixen... Now, due to the influence of my own aesthetics, the figure I transformed into is still an Asian face, but considering that if I want to materialize in the future, I will inevitably become a Germanic race. After all, racial discrimination in Germany was very serious during World War II. Although there are rumors that Hitler has no hatred for the yellow race, I don’t want to "test the law with my own body", so I’d better quietly become an Aryan...

But, what kind of person should I become? I was a little confused... To be honest, my current situation is too similar to a game called Fleet that I played before. The characters in the game were all feminine and based on World War II warships. They were all very beautiful...

I can be considered a ship girl now, a girl who has become one with the battleship... Maybe I can find a reference for her.

However, there are quite a lot of European warships, of various models. At that time, my favorite characters were Bei Zhai Hood and Sister Mai, so I planned to choose one of them for my transmogrification.

I hesitated for a long time among the three, and finally chose the blonde BSM. Well, it’s because I truly love Sister Mai, so I’ll choose Sister Mai!

Of course, later facts proved that if I didn't do stupid things, I wouldn't die...it was too late to regret now!

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I walked from the top of the dock to the mast and looked at the workers coming and going below. They were busy building my body. I was above their heads now, but no one could see me - in fact, I didn't dare let them see me for fear of trouble.

The dock was surrounded tightly, and it was basically a fully enclosed structure, preventing any possibility of filming from the outside. From this point, it can be seen that the Germans are still very careful to keep my existence secret. In fact, there is no need to think about it. Now it is close to the day when the Second World War breaks out. The Germans are working hard to develop their armaments. Naturally, they don’t want the British to see it, let alone a big guy like me that looks two or three hundred meters long at a glance. I should be a big killer, I think. Anyway, it can’t be a merchant ship. Which merchant ship would be built so secretly?

I thought to myself that it must be a weapon for decisive battles.

My father and I used to watch this drama, and I also fell in love with military affairs. Although my father often said that I was not like a girl, my father was a military fan himself, so he would not stop his beloved daughter from having the same hobby as him. When we were free at home, we would gather around TV to watch the old man, and he knew a lot about World War II.

The German army really shined during World War II. The famous blitzkrieg made countless countries tremble with fear. The air force was also acceptable, but the navy made people sigh. Such a powerful country did not develop an aircraft carrier, and the fleet was very few. The only thing that people can remember is Dönitz's submarine wolf pack tactics, but this is just a tactic hidden in the dark. A big country can use this tactic, but it cannot be regarded as the main force. In the later period, once the Allied escort capability came up, the once powerful wolf pack was completely suppressed and could not even leave the port. This is not what a big country should do.

I have seen the information of the technicians. I am more than 30 meters long and more than meters wide. You don't need to look at it. This huge body is definitely a battleship. Germany had only nine battleships during World War II, and I should be one of them. The main body is a battleship from the era of big ships and big guns that I once loved the most. I should be happy, but in World War II, German battleships basically had a bad end. They were either sunk or scuttled, and some were dragged to see the sun. I don't know what will happen to me after the battleship sinks, so I can't be happy at all.

Thinking of this, I couldn't feel good. Sitting on the mast, I looked at the dark red ship below with worry. What should I do in the future? This is a serious question.

To paraphrase Hamlet: To be or not to be, that is the question.

Just as I was thinking, my attention was suddenly attracted by two people at the door. What interested me was what they were talking about, which was about me.

The entrance to the dock was guarded by fully armed soldiers and police, and the two SS soldiers who were talking were two. Because it was too hot, they took off their black coats, casually carried their submachine guns, leaned against the door, lit a cigar, and blew smoke rings at each other.

I heard a guy say "Hey man, do you know the name of this boat we're looking at?"

I looked at him with disdain. What guard? He said it as if I was in prison. "Ship G, don't you know?" His partner replied, "Of course I know it's ship G, I mean, what's her name?"

"It hasn't been named yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hey, I know you have someone in the Navy Department, how do you get any news?" "Why are you so concerned about the name of a ship?" His partner looked at him amusedly. "Maybe it will be called Führer? Or Deutschland will be fine too," the man said to himself.

"Isn't there already a Deutschland? How could there be two of them? The Führer is too tacky!"

His companion laughed and said, "Come on, another kid who was brainwashed by a Bavarian corporal. He has such a good-looking face with blond hair and blue eyes for nothing." I silently said, "I heard from my uncle that this ship will be called the Bismarck, named after the chancellor of the German Kaiser's era!"

Come here, I will never beat you to death...

"Say it again?!" My brain seemed to be struck by lightning and my whole body froze.

"Bismarck, oh my god"

Suddenly I wanted to faint.

Why choose appearance? I am just myself!

Sister Mai...I really don't want to be like you. I want to cry but I have no tears. Can you let me repeat the miracle of the 37 hand-pulled machine and the 19-minute sea valve?

Ignoring the mocking SS soldier's retort, I quickly withdrew my perception, the shock in my heart was indescribable. If I were breathing, I would be panting now.

Excited? Scared? Shocked? I don't know what to say anymore. I have become the legendary Bismarck in history. Oh my God, you can't play tricks on me like this.

ps: I have revised it, hope you are satisfied

P.S.: I’ll say this in advance, because this is my first novel, the plot and characters were not well handled at the beginning, and it may be a bit overcorrected. Some people say it’s politically correct, and I admit it… So after getting through the previous ones, the war scenes are the exciting part! I hope you like it.

ps: My new book "Miss Dragon's Expedition to Another World" and "Girls Are Very Nan" are welcome to visit.

Chapter 2: A future that sucks

Ever since I heard from those two soldiers that I was the legendary battleship in the history of World War II, I have been feeling terrible.

The Bismarck is a well-known ship. Anyone who knows about World War II will know its deeds. In addition to the fact that its name is taken from the iron-blooded chancellor of Germany, the configuration of the battleship is also very enviable.

Not to mention the four 380mm main guns and the legendary amazing main gun hit rate, it once sent the British flagship Hood to hell five minutes after the start of the war, creating a miracle for battleships. Of course, this past is now called the future.

But the most legendary thing is her legendary defense. Unlike most warships, she adopted the design concept of "comprehensive protection" from head to toe. Although it has mixed reviews, it is also a fact that she withstood excessive firepower attacks and persisted for several hours before finally sinking. Even now, some people claim that the Bismarck was not sunk by the British Royal Navy, but sank by opening the sea valve...

Whether this is true or not, the Bismarck is a famous legend in history.

but……

Although, I used to like the Bismarck battleship very much, but that doesn’t mean I want to become it!!! This pitfall battleship was surrounded and sunk by the British in its maiden voyage, and there was not even a second chance.

It is no different from the Titanic, which was too gorgeous, so it sank, especially on its maiden voyage, and was particularly remembered. For a battleship, perhaps this is a good destination, but the problem is - I don't want to be remembered yet.

what should I do?

I have been thinking about this problem for several days. But I have no idea what to do in the future. I am a ship now, a ship under construction. At present, I can only be controlled by others. This means that my future is in the hands of the captain and the headquarters. There is no chance of turning things around.

Or maybe I can use the projection to talk to the captain? I thought.

My future captain, Admiral Lutjens, also had a great military exploit in the German army. This kind of person should be able to listen to other people's advice (PS: historically, Lutjens was the fleet commander, and the captain was Lindemann, but... please don't be too serious...). But the problem is, as a girl, I gave him advice, it would be strange if he didn't arrest me - although he certainly couldn't catch me, there is no doubt about that. Moreover, I only know that the Bismarck was sunk. It was chased and intercepted by the British during the Rhine River Operation, but I don't know the specific details of the voyage. What's the difference between telling and not telling? How can others believe me...

What a headache! I couldn't help but yell in my heart. I had no idea what to do in the future, which made me depressed. In the end, I won the upper reaches with my usual ostrich style. I'll take it one step at a time. That's all I can say.

As time went by, the workers worked on my body all day, and the progress of the ship's construction far exceeded my imagination. In my memory, the Bismarck was launched on

It was built in 39 and sunk in 41. But now it is only the middle of 37 and the hull is almost completed?

What is going on? Is it because of my arrival that time and space have been changed?

Well, a lot of the things I know won't happen according to the history I know, which isn't great.

But it suddenly occurred to me that if things in time and space could really be changed, then this would mean that my final outcome of being sunk could also be changed, and it would not be an inevitable death.

Misfortunes often go hand in hand with blessings. The ancients were not deceiving me.

I felt a little relieved.

In September, most of the hull had been completed, and the workers began to install various instruments and equipment as well as the terrifying giant naval guns on me. I finally showed my sharp claws.

The Foss shipyard was particularly quiet at night, in stark contrast to the busyness during the day. After the workers left, I appeared on the front deck. I remembered that in the morning, the workers installed a radio transmitter on the ship, which was said to be able to listen to the radio.

This thing is so attractive to me.

As a 21st century girl who grew up in the information age, I usually stay at home watching TV, listening to music, and shopping online. At that time, I couldn’t stand it even if I was away from TV and Alipay for a day. But since I came to this world inexplicably, I haven’t touched a TV for three years. Not to mention a TV, I haven’t even heard the radio from the speakers. I don’t know how I got through these years... Why do I feel that life is so difficult TT...

I really want to listen to the radio. I have fallen to this level of demands...

The space inside my body is so huge that I don't remember which room the workers are in, so I can only use my perception to find them. Fortunately, when I have nothing to do, I consciously exercise this function, and now I am very good at using my perception. I know exactly what is happening inside my body.

Is that the war room? I looked at the room's doorplate, determined its location, and then entered through the door on the side of the ship.

The doors were all locked, but the question was, could I lock myself inside my own body? I didn't even need to do anything, I just needed to think about it, and when I walked over, the waterproof doors would open automatically. If someone was there, they would definitely be scared, but fortunately they all left.

I arrived at the operations room without any obstruction and opened the door. The machine was placed right in front of the door. It was about the size of two large boxes and was covered with various instruments and buttons. However, this did not pose a problem for me.

Anything that is inanimate, as long as it has a connection with my body, even a screw, I can use it completely. Turning on this machine is a piece of cake, but it seems that there is no electricity?

I looked over and remembered that there was no electricity in the war room.

The night lights on the side of the ship flickered and then went out, and I transferred all the electricity they used to the operations conference room, just by slightly adjusting the cables they pre-installed on me.

Rustle, rustle—a loud noise came out directly from the loudspeaker, which scared me. It seemed that I forgot to turn down the volume?

Fortunately, it was in the center of the ship and had good sound insulation, so the sound could not be heard by the sentinels outside. Otherwise, rumors would have spread throughout the shipyard the next day, such as the bizarre story of the Bismarck.

I lowered the volume of the loudspeaker and started tuning. Actually, at this time, at midnight, during the World War II when radio had just appeared, there would be no local radio broadcasts - it was not my era, and there were no such thing as ridiculous sex broadcasts in the middle of the night. My destination was actually in the far east, where the next day's sunrise should have arrived.

But to my disappointment, even if I searched all the channels I could tune, I couldn't find what I wanted to hear. However, on the other side of the United States, there was a radio broadcasting real-time news, which mentioned China.

I listened carefully and found that language is no longer a problem for me. I can listen to any language just like my mother tongue, although I don’t know why.

The Japanese army is wreaking havoc inside China. This is what I heard on the radio. Of course, I know this, but unfortunately there is no more content.

At this time, although the whole world was shrouded in the shadow of war, the world war had not yet broken out, and the parties had not torn their faces apart. Each country was deciding its own behavior with the idea of ​​​​keeping itself out of trouble, so the pain of the ancient country in the far east was not taken seriously by anyone, and everyone was watching the beast biting civilization with cold eyes.

In the United States, the war in China was just a topic of conversation for the American people after dinner and a bedtime story at night. I heard the announcer's ridicule of China from the radio, as if he was mocking its incompetence and being defeated by its own students.

Well, it's sad news indeed, I knew it would be like this.

But as a wanderer, what else can I do?

Chapter 3: Failed Action

Time quietly came to winter

The winter of 1937 was exceptionally cold, as if foreshadowing a long cold snap in the world the following year. Heavy snow began to fall on the European continent at the end of the year, and before the advent of 1938, Hamburg was covered in a blanket of white.

The temperature dropped sharply, and the number of pedestrians on the road suddenly became scarce. The wealthy families lit up the stoves, while the homeless people huddled in the corners, crowding together to resist the cold. People died every day in the cold wave, and I often saw patrolmen dragging out stiff bodies from the street corners.

I watched what was happening around me with a cold eye. I knew it was nothing, because this year, the coldest winter was in China.

As the ship's hull became more and more complete, various devices began to be installed in my body, including communication equipment. Not long ago, I accidentally intercepted a telegram from the East.

The telegram was signed by Rabe. I was stunned for a moment. After reading the content, I realized that the owner of this telegram was actually the protagonist of the famous Rabe diary in later generations.

The content of the entire telegram can be summed up in five words:

Nanjing Massacre.

The history in the books is happening right next to me, and I suddenly feel it is unreal. Although the radio signals cannot transmit pictures now, I can still feel the hellish scene through the description in Rabe's telegram.

Women were raped, children were brutally impaled on gunpoint by the invaders, and men were slaughtered. Both unarmed civilians and soldiers who laid down their weapons were killed.

I looked at the telegram and my whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, anger filling me.

Boom—suddenly a loud noise came from outside

In an instant, I felt my whole body turned sideways. Because I materialized my body, I was also affected by gravity and staggered against the cabin wall.

It looks like the boat capsized?

Then I heard the loud blast of the shipyard's loudspeaker, echoing throughout the night sky. Its gist was that all workers were being asked to return to Dock No. 9 immediately because there was an emergency.

In my anger, I was startled by the sudden loud noise, and then I felt an uncomfortable feeling in my abdomen, as if something was poking me.

I looked at my abdomen and didn't see anything abnormal. I realized that this should be the damage to the hull projected onto my body. This was the first time I had been projected with damage to the hull, and it felt quite novel.

I calmed down all of a sudden. What happened outside?

I disappeared and became virtual again. I walked along the upward passage to the outside of the cabin, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of me.

Can anyone tell me what happened? From what I could sense, my huge ship was tilted at least 30 degrees due to the lack of bottom support on one side! The entire ship was leaning against the dock wall. The huge weight even crushed half of the dock wall.

This was definitely a huge accident. I immediately glanced at my body. I didn't care about the damage to the superstructure at all. It was just the surface and insignificant. I just hoped that the keel was not damaged in the accident just now. For a ship, if the keel is damaged, it basically means that its structure has a huge hidden danger and it will be directly scrapped.

Fortunately, after a quick glance, I found that there were only some minor scratches on the hull and nothing major happened. This is good news.

Next I started scanning my surroundings, trying to figure out what was going on.