Bismarck

She took the time to see if the person she saved had escaped. Unfortunately, Freeman did not escape successfully. His Stuka was hit and he fell from a height of thousands of meters and died in the sea.

"pity--"

Zeppelin raised the nose of his plane to avoid the strafing of the two Hurricanes behind him, and then had no choice but to face head-on the two diving British planes.

"Come on--" She pressed the button of the machine gun without hesitation.

Just as it had happened before, three fighter planes fired head-on at each other, and two of them instantly emitted black smoke - except that this time one of them was a Zeppelin.

Her cannons hit one of the Hurricanes, nearly disintegrating it, and the Hurricane's bullets also penetrated her cockpit and engine.

Fuel spurted out from the broken dashboard and hit Zeppelin in the face... What was even more fatal was that the engine was destroyed. The Edelweiss, which was in the climbing stage, quickly lost power. After rising up for dozens of meters, it passed the highest point and fell down, dragging black smoke.

"I'm going to crash..." Zeppelin said with a wry smile, "But it seems the control function of the plane is still there. I think I can glide over."

"You are not far from us. Try to come over here by yourself. Hey, the cockpit is on fire?" Bismarck said with some amusement as he looked at the Zeppelin in the sky that looked like a fire stick.

"Well, the leaked oil was ignited." Zeppelin looked at the blazing fire on his body indifferently.

Even if she lost power, the aerodynamics of the fighter plane still allowed her to slide "normally", as long as she could still control it...

"Damn it--" Zeppelin cursed inwardly and watched a British fighter plane coming behind him.

The British pilot seemed to be unable to bear the sight of the enemy being able to glide and make an emergency landing, so he rushed over and fired a barrage of bullets at her fighter plane which she had no way of avoiding in the first place.

Zeppelin had no choice but to swallow it. Then the wing broke with a tearing sound, and the whole plane lost balance and rushed downwards.

"Damn the British—BOOM!"

The sea water shattered the solid cockpit glass...

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Chapter 246: Rescue

After a shocking splash of water, Zeppelin followed her fighter plane into the sea.

The surging seawater immediately poured into the cockpit and submerged her completely. Zeppelin calmly unbuckled his seat belt and struggled to climb out. Then she floated on the sea and silently watched her fighter plane begin to sink, first the nose, then the tail, and finally the whole plane disappeared from her sight and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

This was her first time being shot down, and it felt awful, especially since she had made herself look so messy that it was unbearable. Zeppelin, who always demanded neatness, was now covered in dust and smoke, and even her flight suit was burned.

“What a shame…”

Zeppelin didn't want to rely on the motion of swimming to keep herself buoyant, so she lowered her weight slightly, and then she floated in the water like a plastic doll.

After that, I have to wait for Bismarck to send someone to pick me up. If I swim back like this, I will definitely be treated as a monster. Forget it, I'll just stay down there quietly for a while, she said to herself.

"Bismarck, I'm waiting for you to pick me up." She said in her mind.

"Don't worry." Bismarck replied with a smile.

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"It looks like the Hood has begun to retreat." Bonte said, looking at the nautical chart.

The dense artillery shells just now have now disappeared, and the British fleet has disappeared.

"It's time for them to retreat." Lütjens nodded without surprise. "The further we go, the closer we are to the area controlled by the Air Force. The frequency of the Air Force's deployment increases. He doesn't dare to take such a big risk."

"Let Zeppelin come back." Lütjens said after a pause.

I guess my sister won't be back for a while...

"Captain, I have some bad news for you..." Bismarck held back his laughter and walked to the sides of Lütjens and Bonte.

"What's the matter?" Lütjens turned around and asked, "Oh, that's right, tell Zeppelin to lead the pilots back home."

"That's what I'm talking about. Zeppelin was shot down." Bismarck said with a malicious taste.

"What?" the two generals said in unison, surprised.

Zeppelin was shot down?

what happened?

But soon Lütjens noticed Bismarck's expression of trying not to smile and realized that Zeppelin was different.

He said helplessly, "Then she should be fine."

"What kind of damage can a mere 7.62mm caliber cause to an aircraft carrier? What can happen to her? We just need to pick her up. She can't just come back like this." Bismarck said.

"how?"

"She would be suspected if she showed up on the aircraft carrier like this."

"Yeah, that's right." Lütjens thought for a moment and nodded, "Then do you have her coordinates?"

"Yes." Bismarck pointed at the nautical chart and said, "The coordinates are... Never mind. I'll go find her. There should be a seaplane on the ship. Give me a pilot and I'll go with him."

"Yes, go ahead." Lütjens said, "Be careful on the road."

"understood."

Bismarck ran into the hangar and saw some pilots repairing their fighter planes inside. She grabbed one of them.

"You, come with me."

"Secretary Bismarck, what can I do for you? Ah, wait, I'm still dismantling things!" the pilot shouted anxiously. Before he could put down the parts in his hand, he was pulled away by the rude Bismarck.

"Why tear it down? Just throw it away!" Bismarck said bluntly.

A little pilot actually wanted to compete with a battleship in horsepower? She easily pulled him in front of a seaplane.

"Secretary Bismarck, I still..." the pilot protested.

"Your Zeppelin instructor has been shot down. I'm giving you a chance to rescue him. Do you want to go?"

"Clam?"

Confused...

"How could Instructor Zeppelin be shot down...Is she okay?" the young man immediately asked worriedly.

"If she's dead, I won't save her. She's fine." Bismarck said unhappily, "Are you going or not?"

"I go!"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

"Clerk! I'll go!!!"

"What are you, a mechanic, doing here?"

For a moment, the crowd in the hangar was excited, and even a mechanic squeezed over.

Bismarck said that she really underestimated Zeppelin's influence among these young people. Each of them is willing to go through fire and water for their idol - of course, being a hero to save the beauty is also possible... One can imagine how many pilots want to win the favor of their sister.

Oh~

"No, since the secretary asked me to go, then I must go!" The pilot was frightened by his colleagues who surrounded him at the beginning. How could he give up such a good opportunity? He immediately patted his chest to express his determination.

"Not going to repair your plane?" Bismarck said.

"No one is as important as Instructor Zeppelin!"

"Bang" the part he was holding was thrown to the ground.

"Very good, follow me!" Bismarck nodded to show his appreciation. Then he silently made a note in his heart - he would report this kid to Zeppelin when he got back, for throwing away airplane parts carelessly.

Watch Led Zeppelin and he'll beat you to death...

The pilot sat in the cockpit of the Ar196 amid the envious eyes of his colleagues, followed by Bismarck. The plane then went onto the deck and was dropped into the sea by a crane - the plane did not have the ability to take off and land on land.

"Coordinates XXX, XXX, take off." Bismarck put on the headphones and nodded at him.

"Yes!"

As the horsepower gradually increased, the plane first bumped on the choppy sea surface, and soon it left the water.

"Don't fly too high, just fly low." Bismarck saw the pilot wanted to climb higher and immediately stopped him.

"But it's hard to search at low altitude."

"I have her exact coordinates. As long as you fly according to my instructions, there will be no problem. The British fleet hasn't returned yet. If we are hit, our plane will be dead." Bismarck added. She didn't want to rescue people herself and end up having others to rescue her - how could the elder sister behave like the younger sister?

By the way, she must mock Zeppelin for his overpowering aura later.

Hey hey hey...

"Speed ​​up, speed up, I want to get there quickly!"

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Zeppelin on the water sneezed inexplicably. She didn't expect that her body would have such a human reaction. She expressed that it was a little unbelievable.

She saw clearly the conversation between Bismarck and Commander Lütjens and what was said in the hangar, and knew that Bismarck was on the way.

She didn't expect that she was quite popular among the pilots... She always thought that since she taught them a lesson in such an unkind way, those arrogant guys would be very unhappy with her.

But what does it matter if he is popular? They trust him, but he still cannot bring everyone back. Many people still become heroic spirits and their souls are scattered across the sea and sky.

I feel so useless... She floated up into the sky, quietly watching the sky gradually getting better.

But the pilot, I think his name is Lidman? Very good, she remembered it, and she dared to throw the parts...

Maybe some poor pilot will be the next to sneeze.

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Zeppelin's position was always obvious in Bismarck's eyes. Although it moved a little due to the influence of the waves, under her command, the plane still accurately arrived above Zeppelin.

The plane circled twice over Zeppelin.

This floating Zeppelin looked very peaceful and calm, without such a strong momentum. Bismarck felt that she liked this sister in the water more than the Zeppelin on the battleship or on the warship.

"Let's land." Bismarck patted his shoulder. "By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"Secretary, my name is Lidman." The young man answered while concentrating on flying the plane.

"Well, Lidman... I'll remember it. I'll tell Zeppelin."

The young man thought it was a good thing... and smiled brightly.

The Ar196 reduced its altitude and speed, and then landed steadily not far from Zeppelin.

Relying on the power of the propeller, Bismarck slowly approached Zeppelin.

"Hey, my dear sister, how did you become like this? Your face is all black." Bismarck opened the door and looked at Zeppelin who was swimming in the water, his tone full of gloating.

"If you fall from such a high place, you will definitely be in a worse situation." Zeppelin returned to her previous appearance, but with her cheeks still dark even after washing with sea water, it was really funny to make that expression.

After all, the fuel cannot be washed off. Zeppelin now wants to get back to the ship and take a good bath.

Zeppelin climbed onto the landing gear and was about to climb.

"Huh? Only two seats?" Zeppelin looked at the plane in confusion. This plane should be used for rescue, and he had never paid much attention to it. But there were only two seats...

Bismarck + pilot, very good, there is no seat for myself.

"What are you doing here?" Zeppelin glanced sideways at Bismarck who was reaching out to pull her.

Not only is it useless, it also wastes a seat.

"I'm here to save you, my dear sister." Bismarck smiled innocently.

"Where do I sit now?" asked Zeppelin.

"Of course -" Bismarck patted his two slender and straight thighs, and then said, "Well, I'll just hold yours."

Zeppelin looked disgusted.

"Tsk, your commander doesn't even get this treatment." Bismarck put his hand on the cabin door, the meaning was obvious, six words of truth.

"Okay..." Zeppelin finally nodded and reached out her hand, and Bismarck pulled her onto his legs.

Before Bismarck could even laugh, Zeppelin pushed Bismarck out of her seat, put his arms around her slender waist and held her firmly in place.

"Zeppelin, you are breaking the rules, put me down!" The Persian cat was furious. This was simply rebellion and a challenge to his sister's authority!

Zeppelin ignored the actions of the person in front of him, turned to the dazed pilot and said, "Lidman, I don't quite understand why some short people want to express themselves down there. What do you think?"

"You are right, instructor..." Lidman nodded silently.

“Take off”

"Yes···"