Bismarck

Oh shit, why don't I have a body!

Lin Xiaoxi was horrified to find that she no longer had a body.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

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"What the hell, I actually became the Royal Xe. Isn't the Royal Xe a blueprint ship? It's all the fault of the damn mooncake, who changed the world line randomly. Now I can't figure it out myself..."

Lin Xiaoxi, perhaps she should be called Royal Kesi, or just Kesi. After the initial surprise and helplessness, she was surprised to find that she had come to the legendary World War II.

And it’s been four or five years!

World War II is almost over, isn't it?

However, this is not the worst. After she arrived, she found out that Germany was defeated at the beginning of the 45th year, and the reason was actually because Little Mustache was assassinated. The whole of Germany fell into chaos, and then the war ended just like that... Moreover, according to her understanding, the British navy suffered huge losses at the beginning of the war. Her sister ship, the predecessor of the Ark Royal, Britain's first large aircraft carrier, was sunk by Zeppelin in New South Wales... Now she is a new Royal Ark-class second ship Royal Kersey that has never appeared in history... Which historical line is this?

Lin Xiaoxi said that she has no pressure at all to become a ship girl. The most important thing is that she has a strong body now. For example, she can punch with all her might...

But—wait, Zeppelin?

Did Zeppelin ever actually serve?

Later, she continued to listen to the workers around her talking about the tragic World War II and learned that in this time and space, the Dunkirk evacuation was not successful, and Britain lost a lot of manpower there. Moreover, in this time and space, the Bismarck did not sink in the Rhine exercise, and the launch time was advanced to 1938, and even participated in the Battle of Danzig...

This plot sounds familiar...

She later recalled that this was exactly the plot of the book "Battleship Girls Bismarck" that she had read!!!

So, the God of this world is mooncake?

This is uncomfortable no matter how you think about it...

At that time, I was worried that I wouldn’t see the ending, but I didn’t expect that I would reach the ending. Yuebing said that he would not write after the end of World War II, so this is the finale...

I always wanted Kexi to appear, so I became Kexi.

Don’t worry, just make the best of it. Her English is not bad anyway, so it’s good this way. The optimism of the home girl encouraged her.

Just sister——

Mooncake, if you are God, ahem, even if you are God, Mooncake... just stick your head over here and let me smash it flat~~~, then tell my sister that I live well here and have no worries, please~

ps: I called to confirm again today, Kexi... Well, today is the seventh day. Let's just assume she has traveled through time~ I wish her a happy life in the novel, don't worry, the war is over, there will be no more war.

ps: What Kexi liked to say the most in the past was to smash the mooncakes. Well, as you wish... I really broke down in tears when I finished writing today.

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Chapter 314: Somerville's teeth hurt

On the evening of November 1940, 11, the British Royal Navy's fast fleet was sailing on the mid-Atlantic Ocean.

The unique trade winds in the equatorial waters, which are naturally formed because of the rotation of the earth, bring up piles of rolling waves. After being cut in half by the sharp bow of the fast-moving warship, they turn into spectacular water walls, hitting the steel body, bringing up scattered water mist, waves and wakes.

Under the sky that was half blue and the other half fiery red due to the setting sun, a powerful fleet composed of dozens of crystals of steel and fire, including a battleship, two aircraft carriers, was speeding forward in the twilight, cutting through the waves and with murderous intent.

Just like their predecessors in the Royal Navy centuries ago, when the British Empire was at its peak, the masts with the Union Jack flying high at the stern are like a forest, roaming the ocean, searching for, following, attacking and destroying the powerful enemies who dared to challenge the glory and honor of His Majesty the King of England's Royal Navy's control of the sea!

but...

Times have changed...

The old challengers fell, and new challengers continued to emerge. But what about the British Empire? It was in the trough of national destiny and experienced hardships.

Will the glory of the British Empire be like this setting sun, looking magnificent and beautiful, but the last one?

The sailors, officers, pilots, and even captains of this fleet are constantly busy working for the Royal Navy. Although the military law is harsh, deep in their hearts, they can't help but have a bad premonition reminding themselves that they should also think about this problem...

but...

On the bridge of the USS Formidable, Vice Admiral James Sommerville didn't have time to watch the sun.

Samoville is now staring at the sea chart and having a headache...

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Since the end of October, Vice Admiral Somerville was ordered to lead two-thirds of the British Navy's high-speed battleships to form a fast fleet code-named Q (Quick).

The mission of this fleet, like its predecessors in history, is to hunt down and eliminate all those who dare to threaten the British Empire's maritime hegemony!

From the Spanish Invincible Armada to the greatest naval legend of the Land of Tulips, followed by the regular navy strictly planned and painstakingly managed by the Sun King, and then the European Emperor who challenged the hegemony of the European continent appeared in France... The Celestial Empire in name only, the Tsar who endured the cold and hardship, the rude and arrogant German Emperor... One enemy after another, whether intentional or unintentional, as long as they obstructed the British Empire from gaining benefits, all fell under the strong ships and powerful guns of the British Empire without exception!

However, the great Britain also exhausted its last strength in the face of the world's number one decadence and endless challengers.

In the war 20 years ago, Britain, which had barely won the battle, finally defeated its opponent, but it also put itself in heavy debt...

The country across the Atlantic Ocean was originally just a group of merchant groups in their own colonies that rebelled and established their own independent regimes. But now, 120 years later, Britain has to rely on them for loans, and now even more so for relief...

The powerful enemy that was finally defeated 20 years ago, after changing to a crazy leader, has grown to a terrifying height in just five years...

Although their navy currently only has two battleships and one aircraft carrier, how much more can the exhausted Royal Navy offer than the other side?

In the previous blocking battle near Iceland, the Renown, which was originally sent to the battle, was badly damaged at the very beginning. If it weren't for the Renown, the newly commissioned King George V of England would not be a match for the Tirpitz at all!

In order to save the two remaining large high-speed warships of the British Royal Navy, Somerville had to reluctantly order the fleet to withdraw at the cost of allowing the German Atlantic Fleet to successfully break through.

Although the Zeppelin aircraft carrier only has one ship, the number of aircraft it carries is almost the same as the two aircraft carriers on our side! What is more troublesome is not the Zeppelin aircraft carrier, but the carrier-based fighter group of this aircraft carrier!

The performance of BF109T is much higher than that of Fulmar, and the quality and combat effectiveness of German carrier-based aircraft pilots are unprecedented! But the most terrifying thing is that this aircraft carrier seems to have very strong detection capabilities and air traffic control command capabilities. From Newcastle to the Denmark Strait, after several contacts, all the battle reports show that the opponent's fighter group has extremely terrifying coordination efficiency! ! !

According to the description of a pilot who survived by chance, there seemed to be a woman commanding these fighters. Often, as long as this woman opened her mouth, a German fighter would turn in a certain direction - and it could just achieve a certain tactical goal!

Either a British fighter plane found that the shooting position it had finally secured was threatened, or a group of British fighter planes tried to sneak attack their opponents but found themselves attacked, or a dispersed British fleet found that it was blocked by the opponent's fighter planes. In the Battle of Newcastle, more than 109 interceptor fighters were smashed to pieces by only eight BFs...

After the Denmark Strait was forced to allow Zeppelin and Tirpitz to break out, the two aircraft carriers, Formidable and Furious, quickly assembled a wave of twenty-four Fulmar fighters, twenty-eight Skua dive bombers, and twelve Swordfish, which were old but carried enough torpedoes to pick up the slack.

But, he never expected...

The mighty force of 100 fighter planes of various types was brutally intercepted by three squadrons of German carrier-based aircraft from kilometers away...

The heavy and bulky Fulmars were no match for the light, flexible and powerful German Iron Eagles, no matter how many of them there were... and without the Fulmars' cover, the fate of the remaining British bombers was basically predictable...

Later, I learned that there was actually a squadron of BF109Ts on standby on the German flight deck...

Under the pursuit of the Germans, the British fleet finally had only eleven Fulmars and seven Skuas, which fled back in a panic with scars and bullet holes. As for the Swordfish...

The loss of GR186 is only about eight BF109Ts...

Although the fast fleet also has a battleship and two aircraft carriers with thirty-five Fulmars, twenty-seven Skuas, and nine Swordfishes, it does not have much advantage over its opponents!

Of course, at least there are a few cruisers and destroyers to protect them, and their surface combat and defense capabilities are still stronger than those of the lone commander Lütjens. Not to mention that there are Americans who are taking sides...

But the Americans can't directly join the war now... In this situation, how can we bite Lütjens without being bitten back by Lütjens? It's still a headache...

Looking at the telegram from the UK, which said that they would have to wait until the Glorious came to reinforce, and also had to calculate the course of Lütjens based on the nautical chart, and not let the opponent escape in the vast Atlantic Ocean...

Samoville's heart was filled with two words: toothache...

ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone~

Chapter 315: Go Forward, Advance Team...

"Lütjens, he probably doesn't have much supplies left... but I'm not sure if they've sent out new supply ships..."

At five o'clock, the sun had already half sunk into the clouds above the sea and sky. The lights in the Formidable's headquarters were still bright, and everyone was silently handling their tasks. Except for the occasional communication of necessary tasks, the only sound was the unique sound of electric current when electronic equipment was working.

Even so, even if the location is Dakar-Natal, the narrowest part of the Atlantic Ocean, there is a range of nearly 3050 miles (180 kilometers). The effective reconnaissance radius of carrier-based aircraft is only 288 miles (200 kilometers), and the maximum reconnaissance radius is at most just over nautical miles.

Moreover, although the Mediterranean Fleet had systematically carried out night landing training before the Battle of Taranto, even so, because the aircraft model of the Mediterranean Fleet's Eagle aircraft carrier at that time was the Swordfish with a minimum level flight speed of less than 60 knots, there are only nine Swordfish left now, and the main strike aircraft group has only Jaguars - but these aircraft can also be used as reconnaissance aircraft!

For a moment, Samoville even envied the Walrus seaplanes that were removed from the cruiser during the previous modernization...

Moreover, the use of reconnaissance aircraft has strict time limits! Because of the need to consider landing safety, reconnaissance aircraft must be withdrawn from a distance 2 hours before sunset. Even if reconnaissance aircraft can be sent before sunrise, or even an hour before sunrise, it is only after sunrise that it can effectively observe targets on the sea surface.

That is to say, out of 24 hours in a day, there are fourteen or fifteen hours when we cannot rely on planes... and during these ten or so hours, even if calculated at a conservative speed of thirty knots, the enemy may rush within reach before dawn!

And for Zeppelin and Tirpitz, thirty knots might be far lower than their actual speed...

Three months ago, his old classmate Admiral Tovey had used this trick to make Lütjens suffer a not-so-small loss, but who knew if Lütjens would use the same trick again and vent his anger from three months ago on himself?

This is a tragedy just thinking about it...

Although it is only a theoretical possibility for the enemy to attack right under one's nose at night, and the necessary prerequisite for this approach is that the approximate range of the target's activities must be determined - just like the Battle of Newcastle, when it was confirmed that Lütjens would attack Newcastle at night.

But... this time Lütjens is the pursued party, and I am the pursuer. The initiative is in the hands of the other party, and I must follow the other party's activities closely. Therefore, my position is not difficult for Lütjens to guess...

So, just in case, Samoville had been carefully controlling the distance from the German fleet. He would even retreat to a relatively safe sea area at night. He would not return to the south at high speed until dawn the next morning, in order to ensure the safety of his fleet as much as possible.

Although this comes at the cost of the risk of losing sight of the German fleet... If I really lose sight of it, I will probably be called in for tea by the Admiralty's military law department review team...

This is really a sad story.

Theoretically, large shore-based patrol aircraft can carry out long-range search missions with an ultra-long range of more than 700 nautical miles. However, in this desolate and remote African continent, the cash-strapped British Empire does not even have a few air force bases to use, so where would it get large patrol aircraft?

Sommerville's teeth hurt even more...

Fortunately, the temporary task is just to hold the German Atlantic Fleet as much as possible and prevent them from returning to the German-occupied ports in France...

Anyway, Lütjens has to go back home. The Dakar-Natal waters are only so wide, and 700 nautical miles of them are the defense area of ​​the Pan-American Neutral Zone. And the effective reconnaissance distance here is 180 miles!

There is a probability of detection in maritime patrols, and this probability of detection basically depends on the speed ratio of the enemy and our own fleets, as well as the ratio of the effective reconnaissance radius to the width of the patrol area.

However, the speed was originally lower than that of the opponent, and the ratio of patrol width to search radius was even more than five to one. Moreover, the opponent only had two ships, so the probability of being discovered was much lower than searching a large fleet...

"It's troublesome. The success rate of the search is only one-third at most... and it's getting late now. If they break out at night..."

Samoville thought about it, but couldn't come up with a more perfect solution...

Finally, he had no choice but to decide that, in addition to the two heavy cruisers and two anti-aircraft light cruisers that directly escorted the main fleet, he would form a detachment of all his remaining cruisers, two heavy cruisers, four light cruisers and anti-aircraft cruisers, to the central Atlantic Ocean near the Pan-American Neutral Zone, forming a long cordon and requiring these cruisers to be stationed there for a long time. The main fleet would be concentrated in the waters within 1000 kilometers of the eastern Atlantic Ocean starting from Liberia, and conduct night patrols back and forth.

He was not afraid that Lütjens would attack his own fleet directly. Although King George V was no match for Tirpitz, he was also a genuine battleship! If Lütjens broke out from the mid-Atlantic, the reconnaissance fleet would be able to send back intelligence before being sacrificed, buying him time to react.

However, this obviously came at the expense of the squadron in exchange for the intelligence of Lütjens's breakout...

"It has come to this, we can only do this... Even if the detachment is unfortunately sacrificed, Lütjens's movements will be exposed. Although our speed is lower than his, we have the advantage of being closer inside, so we can still catch up... It's a pity for the ships in the detachment, may God bless them..." Facing the eyes of his staff, Samoville could only defend his decision in this way...

After all, as a glorious Royal Navy soldier, dying in battle at sea is a responsibility and obligation, isn't it?

The four cruisers that received the order from the flagship blew their whistles without hesitation, turned around, and headed towards the deep and unknown Atlantic Ocean...

There was nothing to say. Samoville could only salute these brave soldiers with a heavy heart...

ps: Two chapters, two chapters, nothing more to say~ Thank you for the rewards~

Chapter 316: Counter-attack!

"Zeppelin separates from us, and we go to bombard Ascension Island under the cover of night? Did the commander really say that?" Although Lindemann was very funny, he couldn't help but make an exaggerated expression.

But that's normal... Anyone would find it incredible to hear Lütjens' order conveyed by Tirpitz, right?

Because, Tizi herself is not reliable... Who knows if she fell asleep and missed something when relaying the order...

"Really, Lindemann, you don't believe me!"

On the bridge, Tizi snorted unhappily. Lindemann's expression showed his lack of trust in himself!

"No, it's just that this order is incredible..." Lindman touched his head.

"Captain, Zeppelin's light signal!"

The signalman ran in with a piece of paper in his hand.

Looking at the Zeppelin aircraft carrier, which had sent a light signal to confirm the order and then turned around and left, disappearing into the night, Lindemann was shocked to find that the order was real...

"No escort ships, the aircraft carrier will act alone...?"

What the hell? !

Are you crazy?

But after all, he has a lot of bad intentions, so he doesn't even need to move his eyes...

After looking at Tirpitz for a long time with one big eye and one small eye, Lindemann stood up and began to look at Tirbitz up and down with a kind of scrutinizing (gentleman) eye, and even circled around Tirbitz several times, which made Tirbitz feel creepy...

"Hey, Lindemann! What are you looking at?"

Finally, a battleship started to lose its temper, its hair stood up, and it was about to push its own captain.