Bismarck

Bismarck lay in his arms and touched his still solemn face with his hand.

"Captain, the British will not let us go, let us fight to the last moment..."

"The crew can leave at the last minute. If possible, you can leave too..."

Lütjens interrupted her.

"I'll stay with you," he said calmly.

"Bismarck, lie here for a while. I'll go and give you some instructions."

"Yes." Bismarck nodded softly and watched Lütjens leave.

"Gunner, you continue to be in charge of the command. Bismarck is no longer able to operate the ship's guns. I have something to do now." Lütjens patted his shoulder.

"Captain, what's the situation now?" asked the gunner.

"Be prepared for the worst." Lütjens didn't say much, but as soon as he said this, the gunner became serious.

"Yes, I understand."

Lütjens first wrote a telegram and then handed it to the officer in the telegraph room.

"Send the message directly to the Naval Headquarters and the United Front Department." Lütjens said lightly.

When the officer saw the contents, he froze and looked at Lütjens in disbelief.

"Our ship has been surrounded by the British fleet, and its guns and power systems have been severely damaged. It is now impossible to break out. Our ship will fight to the last moment. Long live the Führer! Long live Germany!" This was the content of the telegram.

"Why, are you scared?" he said with a smile.

"No, Captain, we will fight to the last moment!" The officer saluted and returned.

"Very good, go ahead." Lütjens nodded.

The news that Bismarck had gone to a strange road spread throughout the ship immediately. At first, some crew members did not believe it, but soon, they heard over the radio that from now on, all stores on the ship would be completely free and the crew could take the goods inside at will.

So, everyone knew that there seemed to be no future.

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Today is Christmas. Every household is decorated with lights and colors to celebrate this grand holiday. The streets of Berlin, which had just snowed, are deserted. Even if there are people, they are on their way home, and the dim street lights illuminate their way home.

But while enjoying the reunion, how many people are thinking about the figure fighting alone far away in the Atlantic Ocean?

Liliana sat in the chair blankly, watching the servants put the meals on the table one by one.

Krupp looked at her with some worry. Ever since she heard the English radio station yesterday, Miss Lily had been in a distracted state. He didn't know what had happened.

"Miss Lily, you can eat now." Krupp walked forward, bent down in front of her and said.

"What's the point of eating alone?" Liliana sighed as she looked at the table full of delicious food.

All the chairs around were empty, all the familiar people were gone, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

"Krupp, let's sit down together." Lily said.

"Miss······"

"Sit down!" Lily suddenly shouted.

"Yes." Krupp knew that Lily's emotions were in a very unstable state, so he quickly did as she said.

Before he could even sit down, Liliana started crying.

"Krupp, I regret so much, I regret quarreling with my father, I hate myself, why did I scold Bismarck, why!"

While crying, she pounded the table, and the plate flew up, fell to the ground and broke.

"Miss, calm down..."

"I can't calm down... Krupp, you know, Dad and the others are now surrounded by the British in the Atlantic Ocean... Maybe they can't come back... But I... I treated them like this before they left, I hate myself..."

"Miss, the general will definitely come back safely..."

Suddenly, with tears in her eyes, Liliana felt a heat on her hand. She looked at it in surprise and found that the ring she was wearing was shaking slightly.

"Lily, you have to wear this ring. If you are in danger, you can prick it with something hard. Then I will be able to feel it and come out..."

This scene suddenly flashed through Liliana's mind. This was what Bismarck said when he handed her the ring.

The ring is flashing. Does it mean that Bismarck is still alive?

No, is Bismarck about to come out?

Thinking of this possibility, Liliana almost laughed with tears in her eyes. She quickly stood up and rushed upstairs under Krupp's gaze.

"Bismarck, please come out, please, please."

She placed the ring on the table and stared at it.

The ring glowed slightly red and there was a slight flash, then the light grew brighter and brighter, until it reached its peak and suddenly returned to calm, like a flashlight with the batteries not running out.

After a while, the light appeared again.

This process was repeated several times, and just when Liliana was about to give up, Bismarck finally appeared.

However, Lily was frightened when Bismarck appeared. Covered in blood, was she still the beautiful Bismarck she knew?

Bismarck leaned against the wall, his golden hair scattered all over the ground, a glaring red color constantly seeping from his waist, and his face was weak and tired.

"Bismarck, what's wrong with you?" Liliana was about to rush forward, but she paused slightly when she thought of what happened not long ago.

"Lily, I'm sorry." Bismarck's first words were an apology, an apology to Lily.

The tears in Liliana's eyes, which had finally been suppressed, surged again.

"Bismarck, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Lily finally ran over crying, but when she stretched out her hand, she hugged nothing, and there was no soft touch.

This is just a projection, a virtual projection.

"I'm sorry Lily, I can't materialize..."

"Where are you now and what's the situation?" she asked frantically.

"We are now in the British waters and have been caught up by Hood. My power system has been destroyed. Lily, I may not be able to bring the captain back."

"You lied to me, Bismarck. You are so good, how could you lose!" Liliana shouted at Bismarck.

"Hood is very powerful, I have tried my best..."

"I don't believe it..." Lily covered her mouth, tears kept falling, and she slowly collapsed in front of Bismarck.

"You will be alone in the future, so take care of yourself. If possible, go to Brest, France, and find Tirpitz and Zeppelin. They will take care of you." Bismarck took a breath and said.

"I want you and dad to come back... Bismarck," she cried, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I just want you to come back now, I wish you and dad..."

"Lily... I... I am actually very satisfied. Really, I have never blamed you."

"By the way, Lily, do you want to see the captain?"

Suddenly, the projection flickered, the picture changed, and Lütjens' figure appeared.

This is what Bismarck saw.

Lily stared blankly at the broken bridge that had been destroyed after the fierce battle. There was even a corpse lying not far away.

Her father stood in the middle of the bridge. Although his body was covered in blood, he still looked serious.

Tears blurred her eyes. Lily tried to wipe them away, but the more she wiped, the more tears appeared.

Lütjens picked up the loudspeaker for the ship-wide broadcast.

"To all the crew members of the Bismarck, I am Captain Lütjens. I am proud to tell you that I am proud of you. Your spirit of not fearing sacrifice and fighting bravely has touched me. But I regretfully have to tell you a piece of news. Due to the strength of the enemy in the past, the Bismarck has been severely damaged and can no longer escape the pursuit of the British fleet—"

"boom--"

The screen shook, and at the same time a loud noise was heard. Liliana saw the bridge in chaos, and then someone shouted, "The front deck has been hit! Damage control team!"

Her heart tightened.

Lütjens' speech was interrupted for a moment, but he signaled to a subordinate and continued.

"Just now, I have reported our situation to the United Front Department. Now the Führer has learned about your heroic deeds. I have a telegram in my hand that the Führer sent to you."

"All Germans stand on your side. Your bravery has inspired our people. You will always occupy a place of honor in people's hearts and in the history of the Third Reich!"

"The Bismarck is still the most powerful battleship. I declare that we will fight with her until the last moment!"

The entire battleship was shaking, shocked by the morale of the crew members.

"Long live the Führer! Long live Germany!"

Before she knew it, the picture disappeared and Bismarck appeared in front of Liliana again.

"Lily, you will be proud of me, and of course the captain." Bismarck smiled, "We are ready to fight to the last moment."

"I am...proud of you..."

Liliana burst into tears at the last sentence.

Bismarck wanted to touch Lily's face, and slowly raised her hand, but again, her hand penetrated Lily's skin, and they could no longer touch each other.

"Lily, don't be too sad..." Bismarck said with a smile, "Everyone will have such a day. Just think that I am there waiting for you, and you won't be sad."

"Go away." Liliana was crying, but was amused by Bismarck's words and then scolded with a smile.

But after the laughter, there was even more sad crying.

Suddenly, Bismarck's figure shook and then gradually became blurred.

"Bismarck, Bismarck, what's wrong with you?" Lily shouted anxiously, stretching out her hand to grab something.

However, all he grabbed was a ball of empty air.

In the end, Bismarck left her with only an apologetic smile, and then disappeared in front of her.

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"I just saw Liliana." Bismarck said softly.

Lütjens said nothing.

"I said goodbye to her."

Still no words.

“She cried so hard”

"Captain, let's start the battle."

Lütjens was silent for a while.

"Bismarck, all gun ports, target Hood, fire!"

ps: This chapter is two chapters in one... so I'll update twice a day~ It's really painful that the average subscription drops due to more updates...

Chapter 355: Reinforcements?!

In the evening sky of the Celtic Sea, as the north wind blew, smoky black clouds began to appear in the sky, and the setting sun had already sunk under the clouds at the edge of the sea and sky.

The Bismarck dragged its broken body slowly forward, leaving behind a crooked track. The flames continued to burn on its body, like a torch moving forward in the dark night. Damage control was still continuing, but the effect was no longer significant. The flames tended to spread. Occasionally, her main guns would roar a few times and fire a few shells at the pursuing British fleet, but her secondary guns were completely silent and she almost lost the ability to fight back.

Under the residual light, the ocean surface became even darker and deeper, and the outcome of the brutal naval battle seemed to have been decided...

The last light cruiser beside Hood, the Aurora, had finally left the battlefield with wounds all over its body after experiencing numerous fierce battles. The other cruisers were all injured and left behind in the battle. It was very tenacious to have persisted until now. Even the Hood, which made everyone proud, had been hit by four or five shells in the counterattack of the Bismarck's concentrated attack on the British flagship. The starboard waterline and superstructure were also hit with a lot of shocking holes, and even these black holes were still billowing black smoke.

Especially below the waterline of the bow, and the two wounds on the rear deck, which was already low and almost close to the water surface, were also taking in water, and the speed dropped to 23 knots...

Both sides suffered heavy losses, even Hood was seriously injured, but compared with Bismarck, who had gone through several rounds of fighting, the situation was much better.

But the Bismarck was even worse...

This is beyond doubt.

Hood launched an indiscriminate attack on the fleeing Bismarck at full speed, even using his secondary guns. Tovey misjudged Bismarck's fighting spirit and underestimated her strength. He did not expect that Bismarck still had the ability to escape and fight back at this time.

"Let's take down her remaining turret." Tovey muttered as he looked at the big torch in front of him.

As long as the main gun was there, he didn't dare to get too close.

"I'll try my best." Hood gritted his teeth.

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In fact, Lütjens also knew that the Bismarck could no longer hold on...