Bismarck

"I know, let's try it first, it looks good, I'll go to the quartermaster room and get a sergeant's hat later," I said to him.

"Okay," the captain nodded.

So, at the end of 1939, I changed into a new outfit.

Chapter 26: The Final Silence (I)

The next day I appeared on the bridge wearing this outfit.

"Hey, isn't this our dear Mai?" Lindeman was stunned for a moment when he saw me come in and smiled.

"You look much prettier today than the last time you went out to sea. The captain and I spent the whole afternoon looking for you yesterday but couldn't find you," he complained.

"Haha, I found a place to take a nap yesterday and didn't hear you calling me." I laughed. What happened last night was so embarrassing that I was too embarrassed to bring it up again.

Lindemann pulled me aside and whispered, "Why, did the captain assign you a new identity? Why are you showing up so openly?"

"I am now the secretary of the Bismarck," I said with a smile

Realizing that my absence to provide intelligence would be greatly disadvantageous to combat operations, the captain gave me clothes last night, consulted my opinion, and then arranged a secretary position for me. Now, not only can I enter and exit the Bismarck openly in military uniform, I also have a private little room - of course, the most important thing is that I can stand on the bridge with the captain and provide him with the intelligence I analyze.

Lindman nodded, and he obviously thought of this as well.

"You are treated the same as me now. You even have a private room," he said with a bitter face to express his dissatisfaction.

"I've always had it," I said disdainfully. "The whole ship is mine, so I don't care about such a small room."

"··· ···" He touched his head, indicating that he had nothing to say

"Stay on the bridge for a while. I'll take you to see your new equipment later."

"Okay, you go first," I nodded.

"Are you really Miss Mai?" The helmsman was a young man in his early twenties. He blushed and asked shyly when I stood closer to him. This young man knew me when I announced to the public that I was an artillery technician. He was a little shy and blushed when he spoke, just like now.

I guess Lindman was too embarrassed to speak.

"Why, Andrew, you didn't recognize me when I changed my clothes?" I said with a smile, "Long time no see, how are you, don't you look beautiful?"

Andrew nodded shyly.

"You won't be able to catch up with our Miss Mai if you are so shy." A sergeant came over and ruffled Andrew's hair with a smile.

"No, I didn't..." Andrew defended himself with a red face, but it seemed like he was trying to cover up something that was only making it more obvious.

"We all thought you were gone, but you're back." The person who spoke was a chartist. He was married and had a lovely daughter. He often forced us to look at his daughter's photos. He was a real daughter-obsessed person.

"Andrew always talks about you." He smiled and winked at me.

"Haha, I miss Andrew too," I said, "Of course I miss you too."

"I'm not leaving this time," I announced my identity with a smile, "I'm now the secretary of this ship, and I'll stay on the bridge from now on. Have fun working with you."

"Wow--" a cheer rang out from the bridge

The bastard chartmaster took advantage of my off guard and rushed over with his men, lifted me up, and threw me into the air.

"Hey, put me down, bastard," I cursed with a smile

"It's going to hit the ceiling!" The interior space of the battleship is not as wide as the buildings on land. With a slight throw, my nose tip hit the ceiling and I screamed in fright.

"Oh oh oh" everyone ignored me and instead started to cheer together. The cheers filled the entire bridge.

"Asshole, I will take revenge, I swear!!!"

These are my comrades. I look at these young and familiar faces, and the passion in my heart grows quietly. Here I can find a sense of identity and a sense of home. Next, let us work together to fulfill our common wish, to bring iron and fire to Britain and America! Ignite this dark world!

"What are you doing?" The captain appeared on the bridge at some point. Just a few words made everyone freeze in an instant. Fortunately, you didn't forget to catch me.

Captain, GOOD JOOB!

"Captain, they bullied me." I ran to the captain and pointed at the group of people standing stiffly and made an "angry" accusation.

The captain looked at me and said to them "Is this how you work on the bridge? Huh?"

The last nasal sound was not loud, but the effect it brought was really enough to make all of us tremble... so scary

Looking at the people who were looking down, the captain glanced around and said, "Everyone, go to the bathroom on the ship for a week." He paused and said, "Except Bismarck."

"One minute, starting today," he said calmly

As soon as the words were spoken, the people in the bridge immediately emptied out. They would probably rather clean the toilets than stay on the bridge.

So it was just me and the captain...

"I remember asking you to get familiar with the new equipment. What are you doing here?" The captain sat on the chair and frowned.

"I want to get to know my comrades first," I argued.

"Not familiar enough?" The captain glanced at me and said lightly

"And it was Lindmann who told me to stay on the bridge first and take me there later."

The captain nodded and said nothing. He picked up a book and started reading. I secretly glanced at the title and it turned out to be Mr. Ma's book? ! Captain, is it really okay for you to read this book so openly?

"Oh, Bismarck," the captain suddenly remembered something and closed the book again.

"Well, Captain, what is it?"

"This time, your engine system has been fully upgraded. Can you run faster?" He looked me in the eyes and asked seriously.

"Captain, you are a little greedy," I said with a smile, "37 knots is already a high speed for my -ton body."

"I always hope to be faster," the captain said seriously.

Seeing the captain's serious attitude, I also thought about it seriously, and then nodded. "Theoretically, it is feasible. In fact, I am now much more proficient in the use of my will than at the beginning. Even if I don't upgrade the pipeline system, I can forcefully increase the power and speed. Now that the pipeline has been upgraded, my pressure will be much less, and there will be no problem reaching 40 knots."

"That's good." The captain nodded with satisfaction.

"But Captain," I reminded him, "no matter how I use my abilities, I still have to abide by the law of conservation of energy. In other words, such a high speed will inevitably lead to extremely high fuel consumption." It's not a matter of doubling the speed and consuming twice as much fuel, but several times, because at high speeds, the water resistance will increase exponentially.

The captain's brows, which had just relaxed, tended to close again. There was nothing he could do about it. Speed ​​and range are both important indicators of a ship, but you can't have your cake and eat it too. Nowadays, ships are basically looking for a balance point. If I run at a speed of 40 knots, the range is expected to be reduced by more than half.

But I have a vague idea, but I can't do it alone.

"Captain, I have a solution, but I need your help," I said

"You said" He looked at me seriously

"Increasing power is not the main issue now. The main issue is to reduce my resistance. If the water resistance is reduced, I can run at a higher speed with the same fuel consumption." After saying that, I looked at the captain.

"go on"

"I need to modify the bow of my ship to get less resistance, but I need a good design. I need your help, Captain. Please help me get a design drawing. As for the engineering, I can do it slowly by myself. After all, if I change the underwater part a little bit every day, no one will notice it."

"This is my solution. I think it is the most feasible." I said seriously, looking at the captain.

He thought about it quietly for a while and agreed.

"I will help you get the latest design from the design bureau as soon as possible. Before that, you need to familiarize yourself with your equipment. We will start sea trials soon."

"Yes, Captain," I said happily.

Captain Lindemann came in from outside and said, "I will take Bismarck to his position to familiarize himself with it."

The captain nodded, and Lindemann and I walked down the bridge to the bow.

"This time, I installed three radars for you, all of which are the latest models." Lindemann patted the antenna transmitter, which looked extremely crude to me.

"introduce?"

"FuMo 23 'Sea Beat' gun control radar, you are given three in total, located on the front 7-meter baseline optical rangefinder, on top of the front 10.5-meter baseline optical rangefinder, and on top of the rear fire control center."

"Why are there three of them?" I asked curiously

"Hehe, it's a technical reason," Lindman smiled. "There's nothing we can do. This radar can only lock onto one target. We can only rely on numbers."

I was completely confused... This is not as good as my ability. I can at least lock on more than ten targets in my area.

"Then what about its distance?" If the distance is not as far as my perception, then it is really useless.

"25 km maximum detection distance"

"This one is farther than me, so he can complement me." I nodded. At least he can know when the other party is coming, and his reaction time can be increased a little. As for the problem of target locking in close combat, I can only rely on me.

"What about the main gun hydraulic problem I mentioned last time? Has it been solved?" I thought about it and asked

"It's been solved. A lot of improvements have been made. We've tested it and found that the pointing speed is more than one-fifth faster." Lindman showed me a technical appraisal form.

"That's enough," I nodded, "Just solve my problem, I don't know anything else."

"Next, I will integrate myself with this radar system and try to master its use as soon as possible."

"Haha, thank you for your hard work." Lindeman patted my shoulder. "How are you? Are you refreshed now? Your combat power has increased by more than a little bit. Surprise, right?"

"I knew it a long time ago." I glanced at him and took his hand off my shoulder. "In fact, I come back to the shipyard from Berlin every once in a while, and I know the progress of the project."

"what!"

"I just didn't tell you." I looked at him with contempt

"Besides, this paint job is really ugly." I looked at him with disdain. "To be honest, I don't mind having the swastika painted on me, but don't you think it's a big flag painted on my front deck, which is a target from a high-altitude bomber?"

Lindemann was very upset. "Now that you put it that way, it really seems to be the case. It really seems to have pointed out the target for the bomber."

"And Deputy Captain," I cried, "this place is very close to the ammunition depot. It's going to kill me."

"Cough cough" Lindemann kept coughing to cover up his embarrassment

"Can you brush it off?" I blinked and looked at him.

"This is not good," Lindman said with some embarrassment. "This is a special instruction from above, and I don't want to do it. But if you delete it, the captain and I won't have to do it. There's nothing we can do about it."

"Okay," I cried.

"But if we really go on a mission, we can paint the flag at sea and then paint it back when we come back," Lindman said seriously.

"That's fine... It's better than going out with a target in mind. If I go out now, it's no different from holding up a sign and telling those pilots, 'Hey, there's a target here.'"

"Please talk to the captain about this. He will definitely be able to do what I propose," Lindman said.

"I will," I nodded vigorously.

I informed the captain of this matter on the same day. The captain agreed to this plan without hesitation. After all, it was related to the safety of the entire ship and could not be sloppy. Moreover, the captain was also very concerned about my other suggestion. A few days later, he helped me get a design drawing that was still in the institute. After I got it, I slowly improved it according to the bow design with low water resistance on the design drawing. I made improvements quietly every day, but I was always underwater and no one knew about it. After I completely improved it, the second sea trial officially began.

Thanks to the thorough preparations, the sea trial ended perfectly.

In terms of artillery, due to the combination of previous intensive knowledge and repeated practice, and the integration of data from various wind direction and speed instruments and range finders, I created a record of hitting a fixed target with one shot at a distance of 25,000 yards. The huge explosion and accuracy stunned everyone.

As for the speed that the captain was concerned about, I knew to suppress my speed under the watchful eyes of everyone during the day, but during the night cruise, there were only the captain and I on the bridge, and those engineers who were not at all cute had gone to sleep. After the captain told me to run at full speed, I ran at an ultra-high speed of nearly 42 knots, and even the captain was shocked.

He rubbed my head vigorously with his hands, which was rare in his excitement.

"Well done, Bismarck"

"Haha, I told you, Captain, the most important thing is that the fuel consumption this time is only the amount consumed at 30 knots at that time," I said to take credit, which proved that my transformation was completely successful! Under the touch of the captain's hand, I squinted my eyes in comfort, like a cat with its fur stroked.

"I can be considered the luckiest captain," the captain said with a smile

"Because you have the best warship!"

Chapter 27: The Final Silence (Part 2)

In the busy sea trials, 1938 came to an end quickly. Lindemann, the captain and I met on the ship to celebrate a brief New Year and opened a bottle of red wine together.

"Captain, let's give a toast," I said with a smile

The captain was in a good mood because the sea trial was very successful, and there was a smile on his face. He looked at me and Lindemann, raised his glass, and thought for a moment.

"For Germany, cheers"

"For Germany!" Lindemann also raised his glass

"To our dreams! Cheers!" I agreed with a smile

"Bang" the three glasses collided tightly together, and the blood-red liquid kept shaking in the glasses...

My time came to 1939.

Compared to the chaos in the second half of 1939, the first half was incredibly calm, with all parties strangely keeping silent. However, even though there were no major moves, the global atmosphere was becoming increasingly depressing, with a feeling of dark clouds pressing down on the city, making it hard to breathe.

In March, to no one's surprise, Czechoslovakia fell.