Bismarck

Even though she's an enemy, seeing her lonely appearance...

Bismarck seemed to see his own shadow in Hood and thought of his own fate...

If the feeling just now was really that Hood was bidding farewell to this world, did Hood confess his love to Tovey at the last moment?

Bismarck thought that Hood might have a crush on Tovey, although she had no interest in so-called "British gentlemen" like Tovey...

I also know that I can't always be with the person I choose... Moreover, it's still a war, and we may say goodbye forever at any time... If U556 doesn't show up, will it be my turn and the captain's?

Besides, he also has Grapes, Zeppelin and the others, and the captain also has Lily to worry about...

In this turbulent era, even if he was a big battleship, fate was so unpredictable and confusing. Tovey was determined to win, but no one expected that a U556 would appear and directly reverse the situation on the battlefield.

In this situation, even dying together is probably a luxury...

The only rule of war is survival, but in the turbulent times, all that is left is the constant gunfire...

Bullet holes have no eyes, fate is unpredictable, who knows, even in the next second, who will lose whom...

Amidst the hail of bullets, survival is a luxury...

And in her memory, this war ended with Germany's defeat in history...

Even the smallest hope, the humblest life, is a luxury in this year...

With the country destroyed and the family ruined, where will the destination be?

Is it just a matter of fighting until the last moment?

Bismarck suddenly felt that his artistic germs were beginning to surge again. It was indeed easy for him to feel sad about the passing of time.

"What's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood all of a sudden?"

The captain's voice rang in Bismarck's ears, pulling her back from her endless thoughts.

Lütjens had just returned to his room and saw Bismarck's confused expression. He asked curiously.

But subconsciously, Bismarck accidentally expressed his worries...

"The Hood may have sunk..."

Bismarck was still in a bad mood, but when she saw the captain's eyes, she suddenly inexplicably didn't want the captain to know her little thoughts.

Facing his captain's inquiring and concerned eyes, Bismarck quickly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"I'm fine, really! Hehehe-"

However, that little thought was still guessed by his captain...

"Is it because of the desperate situation we were in just now? Or is it because... Hood is one of your kind, and he fought with his kind to the death, so he feels bad, right?"

"Ah?!" Bismarck was a little confused when his little thoughts were exposed.

"It's nothing, actually." Bismarck said quickly, "Isn't war between humans also a fight between the same kind? Hood is our enemy, I know that."

Of course I know you know it, Lütjens looked at her speechlessly, but you obviously haven't let it go yet.

The bad thing about the battleship being conscious is that he is often needed to do ideological guidance work. Lütjens, who is familiar with the Soviet model, feels that he may have become a part-time political commissar.

Next, a big hand rubbed Bismarck's cat hair...

"It's always like this... When World War I broke out more than 20 years ago, I was the commander of a torpedo boat in Flanders. I remember the first time I sank an enemy ship, looking at the enemy ship blown in two and the corpses floating on the sea, many people, including me, vomited directly..." Lütjens shook his head in self-mockery and rubbed Bismarck's head.

"In fact, if possible, no one wants to fight a war... The highest honor for a soldier is not a medal, but peace. Bismarck, victory in war is not our goal, but long-term peace is."

At this point, Lütjens also sighed quietly: "It's just that... war is not something that can be avoided if you want to, and this is also our fate as soldiers... No matter what, let's try our best to persevere in this war. It would be best if everyone can be safe until after the war, and I can still bask in the sun on your deck."

Later on, Lütjens also made a joke.

"...Yeah." Listening to the captain's comfort, Bismarck nodded gently under the captain's big hand.

But soon, Ti Zi started calling me lazily over the WIFI.

"Sister, I've finally finished my work... Come on, I'll take you back. It's already so late, go back early and get some rest..."

On the WIFI, Grape had already started mumbling. After knowing that her sister was fine, her heartless laziness kicked in.

In Lütjens' eyes, light signals began to flash from the direction of the Tirpitz minesweeper. For Lütjens, who had fought against the wind and waves at sea all his life, this kind of light signal could be understood without even the need for a signalman to translate it.

"Lindemann said they were ready to go back - oh? Lindemann also said thank God for our safe return on Christmas Eve and wish us a Merry Christmas?"

Seeing this, Lütjens, who was usually so serious that his face was almost numb, couldn't help laughing. And Bismarck was also amused by Lindemann's words, which were half blessing and half funny, and he laughed out loud - then quickly covered his mouth and looked around shyly.

What I saw was the captain's warm smile.

"Let's go. The past is the past. We have to rely on our own efforts for the future. We don't know when the war will end. We have to work harder to persevere!"

"Well! We all have to live well!"

Bismarck nodded even more vigorously.

Watching the big hamster hang the towline on the bow of his boat, listening to his lazy sister mumbling and complaining on the WIFI, while trying to drag himself towards home. Looking at the captain standing next to him, Bismarck couldn't help but lean on the captain.

Such a warm moment is really suitable for Christmas.

Although I feel a little sorry for Hood for thinking this way...but it's great that we can finally spend Christmas Eve peacefully like this, and everyone can still live well after experiencing the brutal battle...

"Captain, look, it seems to be snowing."

"It seems so."

ps: Haha, I think this is a good ending~

Chapter 360: Bismarck’s “Harem”

The weather on Christmas Day, December 25th, turned bad. In the wind and snow, waves hit one after another, causing the two 50,000-ton battleships to drift on the sea like a small boat. Visibility became very poor again, but this was not bad news for Bismarck, which was towed by Tirpitz.

After a simple repair, the Bismarck has regained a certain degree of seaworthiness and has a certain ability to withstand the severe sea conditions in the Atlantic. With the ability of the ship, being sunk by the waves will basically not happen. The worse weather can also prevent the enemy that poses the greatest threat to them now - the Royal Air Force - from taking off.

This also allowed Bismarck to return home relatively safely.

Although sailing downwind was dangerous to the stability of the Bismarck, whose steering gear and engine room were severely damaged, under the command of the experienced captain and the control of the Persian cat, the whole day of Christmas in 1940 was spent in towing, repairing and constantly stabilizing the course, busy but safe...

This Christmas was particularly meaningful, and Bismarck felt it was a profound experience.

After a whole day of towing, two battleships of similar size slowly appeared on the horizon outside the port of Brest. The lights of Brest Port could already be seen in the snow, and the Bismarck battleship finally returned safely.

On the dock, a tall figure wearing a raincoat stood silently facing the direction of the warship, braving the strong sea breeze. He stood upright in the wind and rain. It was Zeppelin who had been worried for two or three days.

The Bismarck battleship that appeared in front of her had completely lost the majesty of the flagship of the German War Navy's Atlantic Fleet. She was covered in scars and looked very embarrassed. She even relied on the Tirpitz in front of her for part of her movement. Several thick cables connected them together and they moved slowly forward.

After arriving at the port, the noose was untied, and several tugboats approached. With the skilled towing and pushing operations of these tugboats, the Bismarck, whose steering gear and power system were severely damaged, docked smoothly in the wind and rain.

"You're finally back." Bontai, who was also wearing a raincoat, came to Zeppelin's side at some point and looked at Bismarck which was approaching the shore.

He knew that Bismarck must have suffered great injuries, but the appearance of Bismarck was beyond his expectations. It was almost razed to the ground. Only then did he deeply feel that Lütjens had really escaped death this time.

"I'm glad you're back." Seeing that Bismarck could still move on his own, Zeppelin finally felt relieved. Unconsciously, his voice trembled a little.

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The shore crew had already lined up at the dock, and as soon as the Bismarck's gangway was lowered, everyone went on board and began to rescue the people on the Bismarck. The wounded were immediately sent to the hospital by ambulance, and the fallen crew members were wrapped in white cloth and carried down. Of course, their bodies were inevitably torn into pieces under the white cloth.

Some soldiers stood beside the stretchers covered with white cloth, holding umbrellas in the west wind, shielding their comrades from the wind and rain and bidding farewell to them for the last time. The dim sky and the wind and rain seemed to be crying for these officers and soldiers who died in the battle...

Seeing stretchers covered with blood-stained white cloth passing by in the wind and rain, Bismarck turned his head away with reluctance.

"What is this?" Bismarck asked when he saw some people holding umbrellas and neatly folded military uniforms behind the stretcher.

"This means that the body has not been found." Lütjens said softly.

"How could we not find it..." Bismarck stopped talking halfway. She thought of the consequences of a naval gun hitting a fragile human body, especially the damage control team, who were exposed on the unprotected deck...

"Bismarck." A familiar voice came.

Bismarck raised his head in confusion, but before he could react, he was hugged into his arms and his head was buried in his forehead...

Although the rain was soaked through and covered with cold water, Bismarck could feel the warm and fragrant body beneath the raincoat.

"Zeppelin, I'm back." Bismarck sighed and hugged Zeppelin. Because of his height, Bismarck needed to raise his neck slightly so that he could lend her his shoulder.

The cold rain flowed down the edge of the raincoat and into the collars of the two people. But this did not affect the two people's passionate hearts...

The sound of gasps echoed softly in his ears. In addition to the rain, another liquid slowly flowed down Zeppelin's cheeks and onto Bismarck's hair.

Bismarck knew very well what kind of personality Zeppelin had, but this time she cried. Although she tried her best to suppress herself while crying, she was not good at expressing her emotions, but Bismarck felt the concern in her words.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm back." Bismarck patted her on the back and comforted her silently.

Bangtai also looked at the sobbing Zeppelin in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the calm Zeppelin just now would become like this.

"Leave them alone, Bonte, and come into my room, and tell me what has happened to you in France."

"Yes, Commander."

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"Let's not do this. It's so embarrassing. We're crying like little cats." Bismarck felt the gazes of the people around him. It was really embarrassing to hug and cry at the bow.

Zeppelin raised his head, his hair was messy, his eyes were red, a tear was hanging in the corner of his eye, and there were tear marks on both sides of his nose that had not yet dried.

"What's there to be ashamed of?" Zeppelin's voice was still as cold as ever, but because he had just cried, his voice had a strong nasal tone, which made it seem a little soft.

"You said it yourself. It's not shameful." Seeing that Zeppelin had a soft side, Bismarck forgot the pain in his body, held her shoulders still, and then carefully wiped away her tears with his hands. He sucked his tear-stained index finger with a wicked smile.

"You..." Zeppelin was stunned by Bismarck's sudden action and stared at her blankly.

"Well, it's sweet." Bismarck pretended to taste it carefully.

Zeppelin's face gradually turned red.

"Go to hell." Zeppelin punched Bismarck in the chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm still a patient." Bismarck took a breath, covered his chest in pain, and squatted down. "Zeppelin, you are going to murder your sister."

Seeing Bismarck's sudden painful expression, Zeppelin was startled, thinking that he had hurt her, and squatted down anxiously.

"Are you OK."

However, there was nothing wrong with the person in front of her. She only saw a Persian cat trying hard to hold back its laughter.

Very good, everyone is joking now, so there must be nothing to worry about. Led Zeppelin is itching to make a joke.

"It seems that I have been worrying about you for nothing." Zeppelin's mood returned to normal, and he was the serious and meticulous soldier that Bismarck was familiar with. However, the indifference in his tone made it obvious that she was angry.

"No, no, no, Zeppelin, what I want to say is, thank you, really."

Bismarck restrained his smile and hugged Zeppelin tightly again, but because of her height, it seemed that she should be the one being hugged.

"I'm very happy to be back and see you all again," Bismarck murmured.

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Bismarck's own room was also destroyed in the battle, so she was pulled to live on Zeppelin's ship, and then forced to recount the whole process from sailing to being severely damaged by Hood. Needless to say, the result is that Bismarck's damaged hull speaks for itself. If it wasn't for U556...

But when asked whether he hated Hood, Bismarck shook his head without hesitation.

"No, I don't hate her," she said.

"You are so generous. You were almost sunk by her, but you don't hate her at all." Zeppelin was puzzled.

"I had a conversation with her before the last battle." Bismarck told Zeppelin exactly what Hood said. After listening, Zeppelin also fell silent.

"I just think she's very pitiful and lonely," Bismarck concluded. "She and I are both fighting for our own beliefs, so I can't say I hate her, I'm just a little sad."

"I still don't know why she didn't find U556. At that distance, she should have no problem finding the submarine, but all three torpedoes hit her." Bismarck still couldn't believe it when recalling the big turn not long ago.

"Only she knows about this."

"I guess it will only remain an unsolved mystery. I have a feeling that the Hood has sunk." Bismarck sighed.

"How do you know? Maybe she has already returned to Hong Kong?"

"I was sleeping and was suddenly awakened. Then I had a hunch that an important person was missing..." Bismarck described his feelings at the time.

"She has become an important person to you so quickly?" Qi Peilin grabbed her ears, with a look like the proprietress of a Shanxi aged vinegar workshop, her face full of a look that said you'd better not have an easy life if you don't explain it clearly.

"Eh hey hey? It's just a feeling from the same kind... It hurts..." The Persian cat whose ears were pulled could only explain with a bitter face, but...

"Wait! The script is wrong!" The Persian cat was a little confused when he realized what was going on, and then he couldn't help but protest: "Hey, hey! I just said that the Hood might have sunk, why are you making it sound like he's having an affair?"

"Yeah, I'm jealous. Who do you think of when you're thinking of Hood? Or is it because she beat you up like this that I'm jealous!" After being teased by the Persian cat who had come to his senses, Zeppelin also started to argue with the Persian cat. Then the Persian cat smiled and pinched his face...

"Hey! I was worried about you, and you're still like this. I'm so sad! No, I want to fight back!!"

For a while, the two girls made a scene...