Bismarck

"As for whether the Air Force people will thank the Navy, my secretary Bismarck is on the Tirpitz. I think she is more familiar with the grassroots aspects. You can ask her about the attitude of the Air Force people."

Reger looked towards Bismarck.

Bismarck sighed secretly. It was obvious that Reger held an opposing opinion. The captain should not confront him at this time, but since he said so, she could only stand on the same front with Lütjens.

"Your Excellency Marshal, as far as I know, the liaison officer of the Air Force has high praise for our navy. He has thanked Lindemann and you more than once for your help, which allowed them to fight so smoothly in the air..." Bismarck stood up and said while carefully choosing his words.

But these are indeed facts, and she said them with a clear conscience.

"However, as far as I know, during the first air battle, they turned around and retreated, resulting in the sinking of one of our destroyers!" Regel said, staring at her closely.

Bismarck actually wanted to say that the Air Force was not to blame for this. The strength gap was really too great at the time and the Air Force had tried very hard... But saying it out loud would definitely add fuel to the fire.

So she fell silent.

"Let's leave it at that for now." Reger returned to his desk and sat down, saying to Lütjens with a sullen face, "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me think about it again."

"···yes"

"There is one more thing. Goebbels from the Propaganda Department called me and said that he was going to make a movie about the Bismarck battleship as a recruitment propaganda. He asked me if there were any suitable girls. I thought about it and your secretary has the same name as Bismarck and served on the Bismarck, so I recommended your secretary. Ask her to prepare. I think someone will come to see her tomorrow."

"Take good pictures, this is a navy recruitment."

"Ah?!" Bismarck was stunned.

ps: I'm going to burst out, 4,500~ Why don't you give me some monthly tickets and rewards to encourage me~~~ I only got four today

Chapter 178: Night Talk

"Captain, I really have to go tomorrow..." Bismarck went out and took the captain's hand and complained bitterly, "Reger didn't even tell me about this. How could this happen?"

"Didn't he tell you that?" Lütjens looked at her and said.

"However, even if I don't discuss it with you, you have to go when it's time." He said lightly. "This is an order."

"I know it's an order, but I don't like being on camera..." Bismarck has always been camera-shy. When she's in front of the camera, she immediately becomes at a loss. It would be crazy for her to be a model...

"What do you mean by not photogenic?" Lütjens asked in confusion. Bismarck's words were sometimes strange and he didn't understand.

“Uh, it’s just that my photos don’t look good…”

"Every aspect of you is beautiful. This is not possible." Lütjens patted her shoulder and said seriously.

"But···"

Although I was still a little worried, I was still very happy when the captain praised me for my beauty.

The Persian cat shook its hair happily.

Bismarck and the captain stayed in the office until ten o'clock, and then took Krupp's car back to his home in Berlin.

Liliana was not at home, she must be living in the research institute, and Krupp would not go upstairs without permission, so the Persian cat became much bolder.

"Today is a good opportunity to completely conquer the captain!" Bismarck suddenly thought, she clenched her fists slightly and encouraged herself.

After taking a shower and wrapping herself in a bathrobe, she looked in the mirror, patted her cheeks which were slightly red due to shyness, and then came to Lütjens' office.

This is also the first time she does this...she feels so shy.

My heart is beating a little fast...

She plucked up the courage to push the door open, and the person inside raised his head after hearing the sound.

Bismarck's keen mental power felt that the captain's heartbeat quickened in an instant.

There is a play!

"What does it look like to be dressed like this?" However, Lütjens did not look happy. After seeing the person coming at the door, he frowned slightly.

"Aren't we going to bed soon? I'm too lazy to change clothes, and no one else will see us." Mao pouted and decided to go all out. She sat next to the captain in a "charming" posture, smoothed her undried hair, slightly parted her red lips, and looked very charming.

"Isn't Krupp here? Don't dress like this at home in the future." Lütjens unconsciously looked at Bismarck's delicate collarbone, then forced himself to look away.

To be honest, Bismarck looked very attractive like this, no, it was simply crazy - Lütjens had to admit in his heart that although he had the honor of seeing his own flagship exposed, this hazy feeling seemed even more tempting, it was simply a masterpiece of God.

"He didn't see it. I had already scanned it. I came here because there was no one outside." Bismarck said with a smile.

Seeing Lütjens pick up his cloak and put it on his shoulders, Bismarck smiled cunningly, "Captain, are you worried that other men will see me?" She exhaled sweetly, "Don't worry, I'm only showing it to you~"

This sentence is so straightforward!

Lütjens' heart skipped a beat, and Bismarck noticed that the captain's face was suspiciously red.

"Ahem." He coughed to cover up his embarrassment and then turned his gaze back to the documents on the table.

"Captain, what is this?" Bismarck asked, putting his head close to him.

"The summary report just now." Lütjens forced himself to calm down, but when he smelled the faint fragrance of the Persian cat beside him, his breath was still a little unstable.

He wondered whether he should let her go back to her room?

This ship must have done this on purpose to interfere with my work.

But it seems a bit reluctant...

Alas - he thought he should focus on the documents above.

“Does this need to be revised?”

"Well, it seems that Reger is still not satisfied." Lütjens said helplessly.

"Then we can only reduce the contributions of the Air Force and the Army and try to minimize the shadow of joint operations." Bismarck took a look and made a suggestion.

"That's pretty much what I thought."

"Let's pass this summary first."

"Yes," Lütjens nodded.

"By the way, Captain." Bismarck lay on the table with his chin resting on it, peeling his nails out of boredom.

"what's up?"

"Can you please stop arguing with Regel in the future? I'm a little scared."

"Afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"I don't think Regler is a very generous person. What if you really have a falling out with him?" She turned her head and looked at the captain's profile as he worked hard.

"He can't do anything to me." Lütjens smiled. "And I think it's just a small matter. He won't do that. After all, I've known him for a long time."

"I feel like he is more like a politician than a soldier. Captain, you are the real soldier," Bismarck said.

"He is a marshal. A pure soldier cannot be a marshal." Lütjens said without raising his head.

"But Captain, although he can't do anything to you, he can still transfer it away from me. What if that happens? Then I will be very tragic..." The Persian cat said pitifully, "I will be very sad."

"Haha, I should be the one who's worried." Lütjens stopped writing and joked, "What if you fall in love with the new captain?"

"How is it possible... Hey, Captain, what do you mean by this?!"

Bismarck was stunned at first, then he repeated this sentence several times in his mind and then smiled.

"No, no." She immediately expressed her feelings. "Captain, I only like you!"

"Hahaha." Lütjens smiled and stroked her messy fur. "But I can't always be your captain. You have to be mentally prepared for this."

"Then my boiler will break!" Bismarck snorted, "No matter how hard they try to fix it, it won't work until you come back."

"Childish!" Lütjens shook his head helplessly. "Remember one thing, whether I am here or not, you are a German battleship, and it is your mission to fight for her."

He said this very seriously, as a true soldier.

"Okay, okay, I was just joking." Bismarck pouted. "What if Germany no longer exists? Should I still fight for her?"

"Germany does not exist?" Lütjens glanced at her. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what if we lose the war?"

"We will not lose." Lütjens wanted to say this. Under the powerful German offensive, anything that stood in her way would be smashed to pieces. If necessary, they would set the whole world on fire.

But he saw Bismarck's serious look when he raised his head...

Silence...

"If we lose the battle, Captain, what will happen to me, Tizi, and Zeppelin?" Bismarck asked this question for the first time.

If he had not known about their existence, Lütjens might have simply said that if they were defeated, they would have no choice but to surrender - or in a more extreme case, sink the ship like in the previous Operation Rainbow.

However, this is the case when I don’t know...

However, Lütjens knew of their existence. They were not machines, but beings with emotions.

He knew very well that if he surrendered, ordinary warships might be taken over by the enemy and used for their own purposes, but a flagship like Bismarck that caused huge damage to the enemy would almost certainly end up being sunk as a trophy.

Watch them die?

Can I do it as a captain?

"If that day really comes, I will try every possible means." Lütjens said lightly.

ps: It can be considered as a foreshadowing... probably... please give me a monthly ticket

Chapter 179: Sorrow Beneath the Surface of Victory

As the topic of conversation deviated and turned to serious matters, the charming atmosphere at the beginning was swept away. So Bismarck did not sleep in his captain's bed in the end, and was "driven" back at midnight.

"It's twelve o'clock, why aren't you sleeping yet?" asked Lütjens.

"I don't need to sleep." The Persian cat pouted, "Captain, how about I sleep at your place today?"

This is his ultimate goal. The Persian cat blinked and tried to make himself look pure.

Lütjens met her gaze. As an uncle-like man, he certainly knew the meaning of that look - even though it was not from a human.

He smiled slightly and tightened the cloak around her, covering her attractive collarbone.

"It's not time yet. I don't think I can do this to you yet. Be good and go back to your room."

If Lütjens knew that there was a man named Liuxia Hui in the ancient country in the far east, he would be surprised that what he did was no different from him.

The Persian cat could sense the captain's seriousness, even though it was a rejection, but strangely, it did not feel disappointed at all. Instead, it felt secretly happy - the captain must have cared about it more by saying such words.

She turned her head and saw the captain's profile so close to her, and she naturally kissed him on the cheek.

The lips touch and then leave.

"Good night, Captain."

She stood up with a wicked smile, quickly pulled away and slammed the door shut.

After going out, the Persian cat leaned against the door for a while with a red face. After its excitement subsided a little, it quickly walked back to its room.

Lying on the bed, Bismarck stared at the ceiling - she certainly didn't need to sleep. She first slowly recalled the sweet and embarrassing scene just now, and waited for the hormones to dissipate.

I unconsciously focused my thoughts on the conversation with the captain, and recalled the ending of the surrendered battleship in that time and space.

Nagato and Eugen looked at the sun, and Atago was sunk by herself. The main battleship could hardly escape the fate of destruction after the failure - especially a battleship like theirs that represented an entire navy. The British or Americans would probably be happy to let themselves sink to cause a psychological blow to the Germans.

It seems that the only ships that remained safe after surrendering were the Snow Prince and the Phoenix.

The main reason they survived was probably because the Soviet Union and the Bald were short of warships, so they naturally would not sink ships as easily as the United States, and it was definitely necessary to make the best use of them. Especially the Bald, who had almost no decent warships, and after taking them back, although they were only destroyers, they were also treated as treasures.

Bismarck thought about it and realized that if Germany was defeated and fell into the hands of Britain and the United States, the outcome would be almost certain and he would be sunk.

If Germany surrenders to the Soviet Union... the Soviet Union lacks large warships and should treat Germany well. But if Germany and the Soviet Union still fight according to history, the captain will definitely not surrender to the Soviet Union.

But if we surrender to other countries, it will be no different from surrendering to Britain and the United States...

If he wanted to avoid the fate of sinking and save his two sisters, he needed to target a country that could withstand the pressure from the United States but lacked warships.

After thinking about it, there are only two.

One is the Soviet Union and the other is China

Even from a personal perspective, Bismarck would definitely prefer the latter. If she were really defeated, the latter would be her first choice.

This is what I had planned, right?

Of course, China cannot be in the hands of the bald man, because the bald man and the United States are wearing the same pants and can sell itself out by changing hands.

So, we can only wait for TG to take office.

But Bismarck thought again that TG also listened to the Soviet Union at the beginning. What if the Soviet Union wanted its own way?