Bismarck

"Well, judging from their current situation, they will be closer soon. I will observe them for a while, and you can shoot when they are closer... Hmm? The British seem to be changing their formation. Sense it first, and then tell your sister about their current formation. After reporting the situation, come over and prepare for the bombardment."

"Okay... I'll listen to you..."

Grapes, with his hair hanging down, shrank himself into a 40cm tall three-head body, found a corner next to the observation device where people could sit, and curled himself up, and began to use the functions of the XX brand search radar and XX brand data link...

"You always say I'm lazy, but I also want to protect my sister and everyone else... But artillery training is so troublesome... No, no, if I had been more troublesome back then, everything would be fine now... 5555..."

A hamster who doesn't study hard in normal times and crams for the exam is filled with regret...

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Because the situation between the British and German fleets was T-shaped, the temporary rate of closing was very fast.

Soon, in just over two minutes, the distance between the two sides reached 27500 yards (about 25000 meters).

Fortunately, the British bombardment was not very intense. It was unclear whether it was because of the long distance, the need for observation and correction, or some other reason, but the British fleet's two rounds of unhurried shooting in the past few minutes did not hit any of them.

The water column of the second round of salvos began to dissipate around the battleship Tirpitz. Lindemann, who was sitting in the gun observation seat of the command tower, looked at the parameters of the target and found that the distance was close to a data range that should be relatively reliable. He turned his head and saw the depressed Tirpitz hiding behind him. Lindemann, who was both angry and amused, could not help but reach out his evil black hand towards Tirpitz as before...

"Raisin, get up! It's 27500 yards, it's your turn!" Lindemann said in an unpleasant voice, and poked his battleship's head lightly with a finger.

"Alright, alright! Stop poking me!" The battleship, which had been depressed and bloated, seemed to have found an outlet to vent its anger. It began to protest in dissatisfaction, and its power became more abundant.

With a wave of her claws, she knocked away Lindemann's thieving hand, then quickly stood up and locked onto the target in the distance.

Lindemann was not angry either, because he had seen that the main gun fire control parameters on the dashboard began to adjust automatically.

Soon, under Tizi's full control, the muzzles of the guns pointed in one direction after another.

Then there was a loud "boom" coming from the bow and stern of the ship. The huge vibration from the firing of the front and rear main guns also shook Lindemann in his chair.

I grabbed the armrest of the chair reflexively. Before I could react what was happening, I saw the angry Grape pouting proudly, turning around and slapping her hat. The brim of the hat covered her nose and mouth.

This is taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" Lindman couldn't help but ask after finally taking off the hat that was covering his face.

"Who asked you to poke me? If you poke me again, I can't guarantee what will happen!" Tizi, who was poked, gave Lindeman a glare.

"Hey, little girl, you are so arrogant now. You don't train well in normal times, and now you can't hold on at the critical moment. You even dare to resist. It seems that I am really too good to you." Lindeman was so angry that he laughed. When he was about to pinch her face, he saw Ti Zi immediately hide away.

"Just wait for me." Lindemann was so angry that his teeth were itching.

But no matter what, it was wartime after all, and Ti Zi would not forget the important things. While she was joking with her captain on the command instrument, the water columns fired by Tirpitz's main guns began to rise around the two British warships.

At the same time, Zeppelin in the sky fixed his eyes...

The first round of shooting was slightly off target, but Tizi soon received a message from Zeppelin: "The shooting was off to the left by one mil (1/6400 of the diameter of the circle), and the distance was 200 meters away. Remember to correct it."

"Yeah! Okay!!"

After receiving Zeppelin's error observation, Tizi nodded.

The artillery was slightly adjusted, and the second round of shooting was more accurate.

As Tizi's shooting became more accurate, the British fleet had to start making evasive moves, and the efficiency of the bombardment dropped again.

However, due to the distance, neither side has yet to directly hit the target...

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Because Tizi's shooting became more accurate under Zeppelin's observation, forcing the British fleet to start taking evasive actions, the other ships on the German fleet side gained a few minutes to readjust their positions, and Top led the destroyers to reorganize.

The intensive training of the previous few months did have a certain effect. Under Luttjens' strict orders, it took only a few minutes for the destroyers to drag their positions back 800 yards and barely straighten their formation at the edge of the British fleet's artillery fire.

"Commander, the new enemy track map after the British fleet changed its formation has been marked!"

Bismarck's voice came from behind, and Lütjens looked back and saw that the latest battlefield situation map sent by the Irpitz two minutes ago had been marked by Bismarck on the chart table.

"Good, well done." Lütjens glanced at the nautical chart and patted Bismarck's shoulder with satisfaction.

After all, it was a war, and she learned a lot.

"This is based on the data provided by Tirpitz. It should be correct."

"I understand. Let me take a look first." Lütjens put his hands on the table and lowered his head to stare.

What the careful Bismarck discovered was that the more he looked at the chart, the more his captain frowned...

"Tovie is so cunning. He deployed the cruisers and destroyers to the northeast in advance. The two warships rushed over... I guess they will turn to the northeast in a while when they are within the effective range. But if we want to go home, we can only turn to the east or southeast, but no matter which direction, their warships and light warships can cover each other. And just now at a distance of 30,000 yards, Tirpitz had already started exchanging fire with the British... The firepower efficiency of the turning warships is basically zero. Is Tovey using artillery fire to prevent us from turning freely? And even if we turn, he can still attack our destroyers... Tsk, knowing that we can't afford to lose any ships now, he starts to grab us unscrupulously to brush up the record? This guy..."

The captain looked at the weather outside and found that the clouds seemed to be thicker. Although it was not yet at the point of strong winds and heavy rain, the weather had basically turned cloudy...

"Commander, the Second Air Force called. The strike group has set off and is expected to arrive in forty-five minutes. Twenty-eight JU87 bombers and twelve BF110 fighters. The commander is Colonel Stepp, commander of the Second Bomber Wing. The contact frequency is XXX.XX."

"Forty-five minutes? All right! Tell all ships to prepare for air contact." Lutjens turned around and asked his secretary ship, "Bismarck, ask Zeppelin what the weather is like above the clouds. Are their dive bombers having any trouble moving?"

"Okay!" Bismarck, who accepted the mission, stood aside and quickly got the answer: "Zeppelin said that the clouds in the sky are a little thick, about 1000-3000 meters high. The wind is not bad and does not affect the flight much. Although the clouds are still a little difficult for dive bombing, low-altitude water bomb attacks are still possible."

"... Let's put it this way. You want her to guide the dive bombers. Give the number to Zeppelin as well. Also, Bonte," Lutjens called Bonte over as well, "If the wind outside is not too strong now, and the Zeppelin aircraft carrier still has some room to maneuver from Tirpitz, you will control the Zeppelin and find a chance to send out all the remaining seven dive bombers on the ship. Have them wait in the sky and be ready to attack at any time!"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

ps: Many people say that Bismarck hasn't been released for a long time... Indeed, it is still under repair, so wait until this is finished and return...

Eugen was produced first, then Bismarck was produced and visited the Soviet Union~

Chapter 241: Injured

The situation hasn't really improved.

Although Tirpitz was defeated in the counterattack, there were two warships after all, so they were not at a disadvantage in firepower.

In just five minutes, the distance between the two sides had quickly narrowed from 27500 yards to 25000 yards (22875 meters)...

"Damn, their firepower seems to be more accurate!" Lindemann sat on the fire control director, staring through the periscope. Just now, right under his eyes, a 381 shell dragged a dazzling blue tracer, brushed past the bow of his own battleship, and blasted a not-so-good-looking water column on the sea not far away.

If it weren't for his own Tirpitz's clever and forced turn, this shell would most likely have made a big hole in the bow at the waterline!

It's not a pleasant feeling to have water ingress. Most importantly, if the speed is slowed down by the water ingress, then there's nothing you can do to stop it...

Lindemann suppressed his fear and looked back at Grape behind him, only to see that the domesticated Tirpitz was now frowning, clenching his fists, and staring at the direction of the British warship outside the porthole with a flushed face.

Her ahoge moved, and then there was another loud noise outside the window.

Following a deafening cannon shot, a round of return fire from the SKC34 380MM main gun whizzed out from her barrel towards the Hood on the opposite side. However, there were too many maneuvers in the nearly one-minute shooting range, and when the shells arrived, they only scattered streams of water around the opponent who was changing direction to evade.

If it was her sister Bismarck, the effect might be much better, Lindmann sighed. This grape was too lazy, so there was a certain gap between her and Bismarck in artillery and prediction.

On the other hand, at this distance, the British's hit rate is actually quite impressive.

Although the Hood and Tirpitz were evenly matched, there was still a reputation behind the Hood...

A battle cruiser of the same caliber as the Tizi, its combat power cannot be ignored.

The Tirpitz was now engaging the Hood with all her might, and the accuracy of the Renown's artillery fire was not affected by the Tirpitz at all.

A battleship that is undisturbed and firing at full force is very terrifying, especially when it is the Renown that carries hundreds of years of glory for the Royal Navy...

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"Damn German devils, now let us defend the last glory of the Royal Navy!!"

Since the Battle of Narvik half a year ago, when the Renown was beaten and fled by the Bismarck, which had teased the entire British home fleet, they have been training hard from top to bottom. The quality of the sailors on the Renown was originally one of the best even in the British Empire Royal Navy, which has a strong foundation. After intensive training, the quality is only better than before.

Especially in the fire control and artillery departments, the traditional British Dreyer fire control system requires a large number of people to operate, and the requirements for personnel quality, training and on-the-spot performance are very high. Therefore, the improvement effect is also obvious...

This is not good news for Tirpitz, who is always lazy.

Following the orders of the two turret commanders of the two front turrets AB, the four front main guns of the Renown battlecruiser began to rise again from the loading angle. At the same time, the turrets were rotating the shooting angle, pointing towards the bow of the Tirpitz battleship.

With a stereotyped "Fire!", four balls of fire suddenly rushed out of the barrel, and four gray shadows were seen dragging out bright yellow tracers, and they dived into the clouds in the sky above...

A minute later, a panicked and somewhat hysterical voice sounded over the Tirpitz's radio...

"Bombardment! Everyone, pay attention!!"

But there was no way to avoid the bombardment of the Renown that came from the sky like the wrath of the god of war...

The accurate bombardment of the Renown has enveloped the battleship Tirpitz in the center of the barrage!

With no escape possible, Tirpitz only had time to turn the ship slightly and allow the most dangerous shell to pass by the conning tower - just as her sister had done in the Battle of Iceland.

However, even if I dodged this one, I couldn't dodge the other one...

Although Tizi tilted his hull at the last moment and used his main armor to block the shell, the British capped armor-piercing explosive shell's attack concept is to explode when it penetrates half of the armor plate! The hard capped armor-piercing explosive shell loaded with 27.5 kg of passivated picric acid Lid explosive exploded a violent fireball in the middle of the starboard side of Tirpitz. The violent explosion even blew a big hole in the main armor that had clearly blocked the shell. The steel plate that was blown into a crack like a stone slab was shocking at a glance! Even at the back of the armor, the modified 160 mm dome armor was also pitted by the powerful shock wave and large pieces of shrapnel.

Poor Grape only had time to groan before tears welled up in his eyes...

Fortunately, she turned off the projection reflection at her sister's advice, otherwise the scene of the blood explosion would shock everyone. However, even so, some people on the bridge still felt strange... Why did Ti Zi cry every time the Tirpitz was hit? This was very puzzling.

"Tizi, are you okay?"

"Tizi, how are you? Is everything okay?"

Bismarck and Zeppelin both asked, and they both saw a cloud of smoke rising from Tirpitz's waist.

"It hurts—"

After the huge shock, Lindemann in the command tower didn't care about anything else. He shouted the name of his own battleship and looked back. He saw his little Tirpitz holding his waist and leaning against the wall with tears in his eyes. But when he found that his captain was looking at him with concern, he quickly covered his mouth...

“Oooooh…it hurts…it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m not in pain…ooh…”

"It still hurts—"

Looking at Grape like this, Lindman felt heartbroken even though he knew that this was because Grape was too lazy and gluttonous and did not train regularly, and that it was all his own fault.

After all, the captain always cares most about his warship, no matter which country's navy it is.

He jumped off the observer's seat of the gun sight and helped Tizi up, while shouting angrily into the intercom: "Damage Control Team! Where is the Damage Control Team?! Go to the starboard damage control immediately!!"

"Wow... Lindeman is still the best..." Grasping her teeth and holding back tears in pain, Tizi leaned softly in Lindeman's arms, covering the injured area while thinking about her own little worries.

"...Next time I won't report you, and I won't draw you as an ugly monster. I'll draw you and the commander together. Sister said her favorite thing is to be with the commander..."

Lindemann, who was worrying about his Tirpitz, felt a strange stuffy nose...

"Damage Control Team! Hurry to the starboard side... A-choo!!... Repair the wound on the starboard side and report the damage!!... Really, why did I sneeze..."

Under Lindemann's strict order, the damage control team rushed to the scene and carried out rescue work as soon as possible.

Although the explosion of this shell did not damage the dome armor and internal structure, but only penetrated the outer armor, Tirpitz was still able to maintain its speed and counterattack capability. However, the high heat generated by the picric acid explosion, which was enough to burn steel, as well as the toxic yellow corrosive smoke, and the cold seawater that kept pouring in from the damaged hole, all caused a lot of trouble for the damage control work...

But who asked the captain to give the order? The poor damage control team had no choice but to start repairing the ship in the wind, waves and hail of bullets, risking seeing huge fireworks from time to time.

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After hitting the target, the relentless Renown switched to high-efficiency firing, and the Hood took the opportunity to fire round after round of fierce salvos. In less than three minutes, the rear deck and the bottom of the front bridge of the Tirpitz were hit by two 380mm armor-piercing explosive shells, directly destroying a 150mm secondary turret and a 105mm anti-aircraft turret.

This was almost like taking Ti Zi's life. Although none of the injuries were fatal, the physical pain was the most unbearable for her.

In addition to the common problem of Bismarck-class battleships - the huge superstructure, Tirpitz's tall front bridge was almost hit several times. Fortunately, there is an unscientific existence, and Tirpitz's primary goal is to prevent the bridge from being hit.

But even with her best efforts in control, the people inside were still scared out of their wits by the two 381 main gun shells that grazed the target in succession. Even Lindmann was afraid - one of the shells almost hit the main gun director, and the other almost flew past the window of the command tower!

Although Lindemann had already stood on the steering gear and manipulated the battleship to make various irregular maneuvers, the large Tirpitz was still like the trembling small Tirpitz in the commander's tower, crouching in the corner with his head in his hands, and was repeatedly injured in the fierce rain of blue and yellow tracer bullets, and was in danger...

Fortunately, she had learned from her sister's lesson and strengthened her defenses. Although the damage was not light, it had not yet damaged the core area...

But only you know how it feels.

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"Report! The Tirpitz has been suppressed by two British warships!"

In the C3I command post of the Zeppelin aircraft carrier, Bismarck anxiously reported to Lutjens - after all, this was her own sister! How could she not be anxious!

Bismarck's heart was troubled when he heard Tirpitz's cry of pain just now. This sister was not as hard-working as Zeppelin. She grew up in the doting of everyone. She could even look cute with a bitter face while reciting a book on 380-caliber artillery regulations. Her only wish was to draw and eat delicious food. Bismarck felt distressed just thinking about letting such a cute girl fight in a battlefield full of artillery fire and endure the terrible bombardment of shells.

This battle was probably the first time she witnessed the harshness of war... After all, although she participated in the last Battle of Dunkirk, the intensity of it was far less than this time.

However, Bismarck also realized that if he survived this battle, Tirpitz would also grow up.

But first, we have to hold on.

Her captain, Lutjans, was also facing the nautical chart with a stern expression.

He had previously ordered Bontai to operate the aircraft carrier to launch the planes, and under Bontai's control, the Zeppelin aircraft carrier reached its maximum speed of 34 knots. The gradually accelerating huge hull began to break away from the formation, and was heading towards the open sea on the left side of the formation with the last seven carrier-based dive bombers in place on the deck.

The Hipper, which was originally following the Zeppelin, was also asked to move to the front while the Zeppelin turned to release its planes, and be ready to reinforce the Tirpitz at any time - even though its few guns might not pose any real threat to the British.

These planes are all the trump cards in Lutjens's hand for now...

"Although the plane will arrive in 40 minutes... I don't know what Tovey is thinking... They still have two light cruisers and six destroyers that haven't moved..."