Bismarck

"Uh" I didn't expect the captain to ask this, and he really asked me this. What do I want to do in the future? Can I say I want to go back to China? If I say so, the captain will definitely be the first to kill me. But even if I return to China, what else can I do in the future? What can a warship do, keep fighting? This doesn't seem to be the life I want, right?

I turned this question over in my head for several times, and I was sadly surprised to find that I had no plan for the future except returning to my country.

"I have no plans yet..." I told the truth in frustration. Of course, I absolutely could not tell them that my mid-term goal was to return to China, but I suddenly thought of an answer that showed loyalty, and I immediately added it.

"But if it's peacetime, I'll stay in the port. If there's a war, I'll go and fight. I should fight until the ship sinks." I said this in a wronged and helpless tone. I originally wanted to impress the captain, but this supplement seemed so tragic that even I was a little infected.

Sure enough, the captain frowned. He didn't like my tone, but he also knew that I was telling the truth. What else can a battleship do in a day except fighting? He didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while he touched my head in silence.

The favorability is rising! The depression in my heart was swept away, and I suddenly remembered that the recent goal is to improve the captain's favorability! History tells us that we must hold on to the boss's thigh to have a good future!

The next day, before dawn, we left the dock and sailed towards the Kiel Canal in the rising sun.

Facing the east, I sat on the bridge and watched the red sun gradually rise in the distance. It should be noon in China now. I held my chin and thought silently. The sea outside the ship was calm, with only the sound of the bow cutting through the waves, and the wake of seagulls flying towards me. The sea and the sky were one color. The tranquil Baltic Sea ushered in a new day. If there was no war, this would be such a beautiful resort.

I sighed slightly, looking at the busy figures in the bridge. They were all busy with their own work, with orderly division of labor, all striving for the same goal. Suddenly, I remembered what the captain said to me last night.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Yeah, what are my plans?" I asked myself silently.

Europe is now like a huge ignited gunpowder barrel. Everyone feels that a new war is brewing on this continent. The dark clouds in the sky have covered the sky, but no one knows how long the fuse of the gunpowder barrel is, when it will explode, and how much energy it will explode. All countries can do is desperately increase their military armaments and strive to survive this storm.

In Germany, nationalism is getting worse and worse, almost to the point of being out of control. Various statements about racial superiority and inferiority are intentionally or unintentionally spread by those in power, leading to endless attacks on Jews in the country. What I experienced last time is a small microcosm. The radio is full of thoughts of revenge all day long. All citizens want to avenge their previous humiliation. This country has been suppressed by the Treaty of Versailles for too long and urgently needs a piece of blue sky of its own. Although Hitler is still suppressing his sharp claws, I know that one day he will personally ignite the world, and all of Europe will tremble under Germany's revenge.

I licked my lips awkwardly. I don't know if I have a bloodthirsty gene in my heart or if I have been influenced by the words and deeds of the captain and others in the past few days, but I actually began to look forward to it. What role would I, a former ordinary person, play in this unprecedented war?

Looking at the carefree smiles of the young sailors on the ship, watching Captain Lindemann and his men working hard for the country, watching the engineers repairing and improving my body day and night... Damn history, I suddenly felt very proud, history is meant to be changed! Since I already know that war is inevitable, let's face it bravely. At this time, I actually had a choice in my heart for the words I added to the captain. Instead of staying in the port in mediocrity, it is better to bloom vigorously. Even if I sink to the cold seabed in a brilliant artillery fire, it is worse than slowly rusting in the port and being dismantled. My future wingman Eugen was used by the Americans as a test subject for nuclear bombs after the defeat. I don't want such a fate.

Maybe I will never be able to return to my motherland in this lifetime. This is what I said to the boss lady in Kiel, but I was also saying it to myself. Although I have always wanted to go back, I have subconsciously accepted the ending of drifting abroad. Germany and China had no intersection in World War II. I am so big that I am destined to be unable to return to China alone. Even if I can leave all the sailors behind and go back, I am afraid that I will be sunk when I leave the port. Even if I wait until Germany is defeated, and I have not sunk by then, how can it be the turn of the Chinese government to accept me?

My nose suddenly felt sour.

Chapter 17: To Berlin

I crossed the Kiel Canal into the North Sea, and then sailed for quite some time in the North Sea to reach the Elbe River. After crossing the Elbe River, I arrived at the Voss Shipyard in Hamburg, where I stayed for three years. Actually, I was not away for a long time, just over a month, but it seemed like a lifetime ago. A lot of things happened in this month, and not only did my thoughts change a lot, but even my mood was completely different.

In mid-May 1938, I completed my first sea trial and returned to my home port.

As soon as I entered the port, I was towed by a tugboat to a new berth. This is also the berth of the shipyard. This improvement does not require moving the main structure, so there is no need to go to the dock on land. It can be upgraded directly at the berth.

The boys can finally take a break. I stand on the bridge and watch them walk off the ship in twos and threes, whistling. They are also very tired from this voyage. They have spent more than ten days almost entirely in testing, and they also have to take turns sleeping. When the weather is bad, with strong winds and rough waves, they have to be on duty even if they feel sick. It is indeed quite hard work. Of course, it is an unchangeable rule that they have to help me "take a bath" first after I come back, and they can only get off the ship after they have helped me clean up.

The ship was empty again, with only a few crew members on duty. The factory workers didn't come up so quickly, after all, the repair and upgrade time was half a year, which was enough time, and there was no need to rush.

"Why don't you go out with the chief electrical engineer?" I patted Lindeman's shoulder.

"Hey, I'm so busy, it's all for you." Lindeman gave me an unpleasant look and said, "I'm coordinating the installation of radar equipment for you."

"Radar, this is a good thing." I looked at him with interest. "What is the detection range?"

"I don't know, but it's said to be the latest one, so it can't be that bad."

"Who knows?" I curled my lips. My current sensing range is 15 nautical miles, which is equivalent to the maximum range of naval guns. According to the radars of World War II, the quality of those installed on ships is not high. If it is lower than my range, there is no need to install it.

"Well, let's install it first," Lindman said with a smile. It's better than nothing.

“Oh, let me tell you something,” I said.

"What's the matter, tell me"

"You know the captain is going to help out at the Navy Department after he comes back this time."

"I know, I'll be gone for half a year," Lindman said with a bitter face, "Now I'm alone here, but luckily you're still here with me."

"Ahem." I looked at him with a hint of pity. "That's what I want to say. I want to go with the captain, too."

"What! Say that again!" Lindman was instantly furious.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he verified it, the result was still the same. I patted Lindeman on the shoulder and expressed that I was confident in handing my body to him for care.

"Deputy Captain, do a good job. I hope to see a different ship when I come back. Hahahahaha"

I have been excited for several days since I knew that the captain was going to take me to Berlin. Berlin is a city of history and culture. Since the Prussian dynasty in the 13th century, Berlin has been the capital of the "German Empire". As early as the 17th century, it had become a trading town, and in the th century it developed into a local political, economic and cultural center. Before World War II, it was the capital and largest city of Germany. In the st century, I longed for her appearance. Not only was the scenery beautiful, but the various Junker-style ancient buildings also attracted my attention. I knew that she suffered devastating damage in the last Battle of Berlin in World War II, so it was undoubtedly very attractive to see her style when she was intact. However, we had to explain everything on the ship before we could leave, so I could only wait patiently. In the blink of an eye, almost half a month had passed.

Until one afternoon, the captain suddenly found me.

"Hey, Captain, what are you doing?" I asked puzzledly as I saw the captain suddenly handing me a windbreaker and shoes.

"Put it on. Do you want to go to Berlin in military uniform? Those officers are not as easy to fool as the soldiers here," said the captain.

"Eh?" I was stunned for a moment. "Did you go to Berlin?"

"Yes," the captain nodded, "you can change in my bedroom, and then we'll leave. The car is waiting."

What a surprise! I was so impatient waiting for it.

"Yes, Captain!" I responded excitedly, "I'll be right out."

Ten minutes later, I came out of his room.

"Captain, how do I look like this?" I asked the captain after walking around him.

Because the V-neck of this windbreaker is a bit deep, I tightened the collar of the windbreaker to cover up the exposed chest, and then tied the belt to highlight the S curve. My long golden hair was casually scattered behind my back, and I put on a pair of small brown deerskin boots. This is the first time I put on women's clothes in front of other people in this time and space, and I am still a little nervous - although I looked in the mirror and felt pretty good about myself.

I was like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to announce the test results, with my hands crossed on my abdomen and my head slightly lowered.

The captain looked at it for a long time before saying, "Very beautiful."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Captain, let's go."

I didn't have anything to begin with, so I didn't need to bring anything. The captain, as a soldier, didn't like fussing, so when we received the notice, we just took a briefcase and left the house. It was so fast that if it were in modern times, it would definitely be considered a spontaneous trip.

"Captain, I won't be recognized like this, will I?" I saw the guard standing guard by the side of the ship, and I moved closer to the captain nervously. I had been seen by many people wearing factory clothes at that time, and I didn't know what they would think of me appearing in front of them like this again. Some people even saw me in military uniform, such as the chief engineer. Fortunately, I basically stayed in the bridge when I was at sea, and the chief engineer was always in the engine room, so I didn't run into him, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it.

"So what if I recognize you?" The captain glanced at me and said calmly, "As long as you don't reveal the secret of your true identity, I can suppress the rest for you."

"Oh, really?" I blinked.

"Why do you think the SS didn't come to trouble you?" The captain sneered, as if he was laughing at my naivety.

I know that the last incident was quite a big deal, but the SS didn't react at all. Someone must have suppressed it, and the most likely person is the captain, but the tone of his voice makes me sound useless.

"He won't be able to find me even if he comes," I retorted unwillingly

"He can find Lindemann"

"Okay, I was wrong." I immediately admitted my mistake.

"Don't be so impulsive next time." The captain looked ahead, not stopping. "I can handle your issues in Hamburg, but I'm not sure about Berlin. Don't cause me any trouble."

"Okay, Captain," I followed him with a bitter face. How come a good conversation turned into him lecturing me and telling me whether I should have fun or not?

The car that picked me and the captain up seemed to be the same one that Lindemann had borrowed last time. I didn't understand what the German official car system was. For me, as long as I could sit in it, it was fine. Why would I care so much? When I got in the car, I seemed to feel a "sad" look coming from the bridge. I didn't even turn my head, but I knew Lindemann was there. When I got in the car, I waved to him with my back to him, leaving him with a cool back.

Hahaha.

Civil aviation already existed in this era, but most of the civil aviation aircraft were adapted from transport aircraft, and their comfort was really not comparable to that of later generations, and their safety and reliability were also worrying. With the rank of captain, it was naturally impossible for me to take a civilian flight. It was said that Reger specially arranged a plane to pick us up. I came to a military airport in Hamburg with great expectations, and then I saw that thing, sorry, I can only call it that thing. Sure enough, we can't expect too much from things nowadays.

A military green plane, no more than 20 meters long, was parked on the runway. I roughly estimated that its wingspan was about 24 meters. Two propellers on each side were fully opened, blowing the wind backwards. As usual, a large Nazi flag was printed on the tail part, and the tail wing kept swinging, probably debugging something. According to the captain, this plane was newly developed and not mass-produced. Only two were produced. It was very fast. It was supposed to be a high-speed reconnaissance plane, but somehow Regel temporarily used it as a passenger plane.

I was a little embarrassed when I heard this. What I dare not say is, Captain, the new aircraft is just like our test flight, is it really okay for you?

We boarded the plane with a warm welcome from the crew, and I was speechless again when I saw that seat.

Well, it's hard, I don't believe your seat can be harder than my 300mm armor! Seeing the captain sit on it without saying anything, I sat down too.

The plane door closed, began to taxi, and then took off.

This is not my first time to take a plane, but it is my first time to take a military plane, and it is a propeller plane from the World War II era. The facilities are not good enough for me, but at least it is a relatively advanced aircraft of this era. To be honest, the sound insulation effect is really poor. The huge noise of the propeller outside continuously penetrates the thin fuselage and reaches my ears. The curiosity I had was immediately exhausted, and the rest was only torture.

I really hope we can get to Berlin soon, I thought. But in fact, it has not even been half an hour since we took off. I looked at the captain, who seemed to be completely unaware, and was looking at the documents seriously, without any expression of impatience. This plane was even more unstable than my ship. I don’t know if it was due to the weather or the plane itself. It kept bumping up and down during the flight. If I hadn’t been used to this kind of bumps, I would have definitely brought a few more garbage bags.

Once again, I am amazed at the captain's determination.

After a few hours of bumpy ride, we finally landed at the Berlin airport. I breathed a sigh of relief. God knows how scared I was that the plane would fall.

There was already a black car waiting by the runway. When our cabin door opened, a tall young German officer stepped out and opened the door for us. The service was very good. At first I thought he was just a service staff and did not pay much attention to him until the captain greeted him.

"Hey, Klaus," the captain said with a smile, patting him on the shoulder.

"Hello, sir." The officer called Klaus had a blank expression on his face and answered in a serious tone.

Maybe it's just his personality, the captain doesn't care anyway.

"Bismarck, this is my former adjutant, Klaus"

"Hey, so we know each other," I thought. It was the first time I saw the captain communicating so intimately with someone. I'm afraid Lindemann didn't have this treatment either. Out of curiosity, I carefully observed him. Because the officer was too tall, I had to look up to see him when he walked close. He had the same blond hair as me. Since the Germans have more three-dimensional facial features, it looks better on men. He also looked very good. His face was angular, his eyes had a fierce aura, and his expression that made people feel a little scared.

"Hi, hello, my name is Bismarck, you can call me Mai" I smiled naturally. In the past, I might have been afraid of such a person, but after spending more time with the captain, I no longer felt anything.

Klaus was stunned for a moment. Okay, I know my name is really domineering, but please don’t look at me like that, okay!

"Hello, Miss Mai," he glanced at me with a polite greeting, then turned to the captain again.

"Sir, Marshal Reger asked me to take you to the Navy Department first."

"Reger is so anxious." The captain nodded and said, "Please send this lady to my home later."

"Yes, sir"

The captain took me into the car. Berlin is the capital of Germany. There were more people along the way than in Hamburg and Kiel. After entering the city, various ancient buildings gradually increased. I looked at the scenery outside the window with curiosity, and the two of them began to discuss some topics. At first, I felt that Klaus looked at me with some caution, until the captain said, "It's okay, she is also my subordinate", I felt relieved to talk to the captain.

"Hmph, Captain, you are my subordinate," I retorted in my heart.

I heard some content from their conversation, but it was of no use to me. It was nothing more than a discussion about the world situation. I already knew where the world was going, so why should I listen to this? I just continued to look at the scenery.

"Klaus, are you getting used to the army?" the captain asked

"It's pretty good. My superiors treat me well. I'm now a lieutenant colonel."

The captain nodded. "That's not bad. Working at the Army Staff is better than being by my side. Why did you come to pick me up this time? You must be very busy."

"Marshal Reger specifically asked Walter to appoint me to pick you up," Klaus said helplessly.

"You're being nice to me for no reason. So Regel must have something else for me to do," the captain snorted coldly.

"Sir, our army is already busy now, and the navy will probably be busy soon," Klaus said again

"I came here this time because of this. I'm afraid Regel is also anxious."

"should be"

Soon we arrived at the entrance of the Navy Department. The heavily guarded gate was filled with uniformed soldiers coming in and out. The captain got out of the car and said to Klaus:

"Then she'll trouble you."

"No problem, sir"

There are Easter eggs ~ find them yourself

Chapter 18: Liliana

The captain's residence was still some distance away from the Admiralty, and our car drove for another hour before arriving at the door. The car was strangely silent all the way. Klaus didn't like to talk, and I was nervous about meeting the captain's daughter.

Don’t you know that the captain’s daughter is easy to get along with?

I prayed silently in my heart that she must be a kind-hearted girl, otherwise I would be very frustrated after spending half a year with her. And what does that girl look like? I seem to have forgotten to ask the captain to see her photo. What if he recognized the wrong person?

Woo, it's over. I was so nervous that I seemed to have forgotten her name. I was in the back seat, wanting to cry but having no tears. I was almost going crazy.

"Miss Mai, we're here," Klaus turned around and reminded me

"Ah? Oh oh oh oh" I woke up as if from a dream, and found that the car had stopped in front of a small two-story villa.

"Sorry, sorry," I quickly got out of the car.

“Is it just a house?” I asked

"Yes, the commander's home is here."

He nodded, and then continued, "Miss Mai, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. There is always someone at the boss's house, just knock on the door."

After saying that, Klaus started the car and left. I watched him helplessly until he disappeared around the corner, and then I suddenly remembered something.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

"I wonder if the captain has told his daughter about me. What if he doesn't believe that I'm his subordinate?" I muttered and walked to the door.

This is a very beautiful garden house in European style. It has two floors and covers a large area. There is a large yard with many landscape plants. The flesh-colored exterior wall is covered with creepers, and there are wooden rattan chairs on the balcony and rooftop. From the outside, it is obvious that the decoration is very luxurious.

"The captain is really a rich man." I agree. In modern times, he is definitely a multi-millionaire. But then again, for someone who is about to be promoted to admiral, being a multi-millionaire is nothing. He is a winner in life!

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong" I rang the doorbell and someone came out soon.