Bismarck

What idiot? It's a term of endearment in our place, okay?

Only lovers and friends would call each other "idiots". If they were really angry, they would just say "stupid" or "brainless". Therefore, when Grapes was with Bismarck, she would often laugh and call him "idiot", and then continue to pet him on the head, rub his nose, etc.

Over time, Tizi gradually came to think that "idiot" was a special word, so Lindman said this to prove that he was no longer angry, although the change in attitude was a bit too fast...

However, in Lindman's opinion, when did this Grape become so shameless?

But it seemed like he was wrong to scold people, and since you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you, he couldn't continue scolding. He could only sigh helplessly, feeling a headache.

"You... I don't know what to say."

"Lindman, please don't be angry." Tizi quickly grabbed her captain's hand and started to act like a spoiled child. "I know I was wrong. I was wrong."

So, such an event that could have been a good show was quietly resolved because of Tirpitz's misunderstanding?

Bismarck may become the biggest winner.

Having said that, what does it matter if she scolds you? The repairs still have to be made. Grape also went into the channel to take a bath like her sister.

Now it was Zeppelin who was protecting both of them.

Not much happened in the following days. After a failed sneak attack, the British finally gave up. Apart from occasional bombing at night, which was then repelled by powerful anti-aircraft fire from the ground, there was nothing else they could do.

Ti Zi and her sister came out of the canal one after another, announcing the end of this phase of repairs.

After a brief inspection, Bismarck found that there were no other problems. Then, under the command of Lütjens, he led the fleet as flagship from Saint-Nazaire to Brest.

It felt great to be back on her own ship. Bismarck lay lazily in the bright French sunshine, sunbathing. She was wearing a tight swimsuit, a bikini she designed herself. The scarce fabric showed off her body curves perfectly. Her fair skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade, attracting the attention of the boys on the ship. Her long and thin legs were crossed, her toes were round and tender, her slender waist was curved up and down, with deep grooves, her entire back was covered with large patches of snow-white, her long golden hair was spread out on it in a slightly disordered manner, and a few strands of hair covered her delicate cheeks, making her look like an angel.

If it was a fish's tail, it would probably be mistaken for a mermaid.

Below was a heavy turret, which was kept warm. She used this machine that had killed countless people as a flat place to bask in the sun. She didn't know when she had brought a lounge chair and lay on it comfortably. It was just like she was on vacation on the beach, not at all like she was on a steel battleship.

Tirpitz was anchored not far away. She squinted her eyes and saw the little girl was playing with the damn cat on her ear on the bridge.

Tizi noticed her sister's gaze, smiled and raised Oscar to greet her.

Bismarck took one look and snorted.

This damn fat cat.

She was thinking about when she would get a cat. It was said that Persian cats were pretty good, so she would ask the captain to get one for her.

"Haklu, why is it your turn?" Bismarck turned his head, and as expected, the person who was cleaning the armor plate outside the bridge was replaced by another person.

"Secretary, Anderson went to the toilet." The young man from the artillery department replied with a red face.

Of course, who knows how much truth there is in this statement? After all, within an hour, the guys who were cleaning the armor plates changed seven or eight times, and they were always cleaning the same piece of armor plate without changing it - after all, the location of this armor plate was the perfect place to view Bismarck's secretary's body, and Haklu had to buy this opportunity from the previous guy by spending a week's worth of cigarettes.

Bismarck's secretary is so pretty, and she looks so good when she smiles. Being able to talk to her, Haklu feels that the money he spent on cigarettes this week is well worth it...

The most important thing is that when Bismarck propped himself up from the recliner, that place...that place...he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Oh no--

Looking at the young man's rich expression, Bismarck burst out laughing.

"I say, it's a good thing that you guys are cleaning it carefully, but if you stay there for an hour, the paint on my armor plate will be wiped off by you guys."

Haklu paused awkwardly.

"I, I'll go down right away."

Are you kidding? How could Bismarck not know what these hot-blooded young men were thinking? She did it on purpose.

When she first appeared in front of Lütjens in this bikini, he actually taught her to be careful about how to dress, even though his face was so embarrassed that it was almost red. Well, Bismarck showed him how to dress.

Of course, at the beginning, Lütjens certainly tried to stop Bismarck from doing this, because this was a warship, and her swaying would affect the morale of the troops. But Bismarck didn't listen and said, "I am this warship, Captain, don't forget, you are in my body now."

Bismarck smiled "shyly", covered his stomach meaningfully, and then Lütjens fled in panic.

He tragically discovered that Bismarck was not wrong.

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Since returning to Brest, the plan to break through the Strait of Gibraltar has been put on the agenda. In the past few days, Lütjens and his staff have been working on the plan in the operations room all day and night, striving to make it foolproof. They are often not seen all day. This kind of operation actually requires the support of the Air Force. Lütjens found a way to contact Goering through Zeppelin. He originally wanted to ask for support, but Goering came to Brest in person to inspect Zeppelin.

Of course, reception activities are indispensable.

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Chapter 375: Goering's Thoughts

As early as the meeting, Goering heard Reger say in front of the mustache that Bismarck, Tirpitz and the entire Atlantic Fleet would go to the Mediterranean together.

He had heard that to go to the Mediterranean one had to pass through the Strait of Gibraltar.

Goering, who came from the Air Force, did not know much about the horror of the Gibraltar Fortress, because it had nothing to do with him. The Air Force would just fly directly to wherever they wanted to go, without having to consider the terrain or other defensive forces. The Army and Navy were a bunch of idiots, and the fortress would only block those arms that could not fly.

When he saw Regel studying and explaining the tactics and risks in front of the mustache man for a long time, he just felt a strong sense of superiority. The Imperial Air Force was indeed better.

But later he thought that the Zeppelin under his command seemed to be about to break through Gibraltar, so the "worried" Imperial Marshal still asked someone to investigate it afterwards.

Zeppelin was in an awkward position before. Both Goering and Reger considered it their own asset. Goering thought Zeppelin was just an airport, and the airport belonged to the Air Force. He was there when Zeppelin was launched. Reger thought Zeppelin was a ship. What else could it be if it was not a ship? Moreover, the construction plan of Zeppelin was for the Navy, not for the Air Force. In previous battles, Zeppelin showed strong combat effectiveness, which naturally changed Reger's opinion.

The two men had been arguing for a long time about the ownership of the ship (airport), and Bontay and Zeppelin were caught in the middle - Bontay was inclined towards the navy, while Zeppelin considered himself to be in the air force.

However, not long after, due to some things, Lütjens and Reger broke up, and as a result, Reger also lost confidence in these ships and sent them far away into the Atlantic, ignoring them.

Then Goering smiled. This was a good opportunity. Since Reger didn't need Zeppelin, he could take over. At that time, Lütjens had no navy to rely on and could only rely on Zeppelin to get closer to the Air Force. The Imperial Marshal said that it was worth it to be able to win over his own people in the navy. After all, seeing Reger depressed was the happiest thing for him.

As the commander of this lonely fleet, Lütjens had more and more contact with Goering. In the past, due to Reger's pressure, he could only contact him occasionally, but now, he no longer had to worry about it.

On the other hand, Zeppelin was a female pilot that Goering was very optimistic about. Not only was she beautiful, but her skills were also amazing. He was very satisfied that the flight team she led was able to snatch the victory from the navy. This kind of flight team was a good publicity target.

The Imperial Marshal did not want the flying squadron, on which he had high hopes, and the naval fleet, which he had worked so hard to win over, to be destroyed in Gibraltar.

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Goering was studying a thick reference book. When he saw the survey report saying that the Rock of Gibraltar was a 250-350-meter-high granite rock, it was a super fortress that no one had taken down in 300 years. Like the British mainland that controlled the North Sea, it controlled the entrance and exit of the Mediterranean Sea. The narrowest part of the strait was only 13 kilometers wide. Even the 88mm anti-aircraft guns (maximum range of 10850 meters) could cover almost half of the main channel. In addition, it was equipped with a large number of fortress guns, Goering, who always protected his children, suddenly became nervous...

"Reger, you bastard! You actually let your elite warships and my excellent subordinates go to that place to die!... Listen carefully, if anything really happens to them, I will settle the score with you... From now on, your navy should not give me the support I want from the air force!"

Although supporting Italy was necessary and a resolution was reached at a formal meeting, Goering still called the Navy Ministry and scolded Reger.

However, even so, the combat order has been issued and relevant preparations have been carried out. These are certain facts.

Not to mention who Regal is...

No one was happy to be scolded out of nowhere, let alone Regel, who was also one of the marshals.

Does this Goering really think that he is superior to others just because he is the Imperial Marshal?

"Göring, I don't think I need your reminder. This is our navy's business." Reger sneered. "Also, this is the strategic plan set by the Führer. It is related to the entire Mediterranean war situation. You were there at the time. Don't tell you to oppose the Führer's strategic plan."

"Reger, don't think I don't know what you are thinking." Goering also laughed angrily.

"What I was thinking has nothing to do with this matter. My relationship with Lütjens is not good. Yes, everyone knows this, but I, Reger, will not retaliate against him for this kind of thing."

"This is the established strategy. Of course, you can propose changes to the Führer, but if our Italy loses the war, will you bear the responsibility?"

Before Regel could finish his words, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

"Trying to trick me?" Regel looked at the phone and spat with disdain.

Phone recordings and the like, do you really think he doesn't know?

Don't think you can rest easy just because you have gotten close to Goering.

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"Ragel, that damn bastard!"

He also hung up the phone angrily, but the Imperial Marshal was not as bad as Regger thought. He was too disdainful to record the phone call. He was just angry. He didn't believe that Regger didn't have his own little tricks, but he couldn't blame him for anything else after saying it in a high-sounding manner.

It seems that I need to intervene. I can't let the Zeppelin pass by like this.

After putting down the report on the Gibraltar Fortress in his hand and calming down, Goering picked up the next document and started reading.

But coincidentally, this document happened to be a report on "GR186 carrier-based aircraft wing requesting support from electronic jammers and other electronic warfare equipment and supplies to jointly break through the Strait of Gibraltar with the Atlantic Fleet."

He looked at the source and saw that it was coming from a Zeppelin.

"Electronic warfare...what is this?" Looking at the report in front of him, Goering was confused. He could recognize each word individually, but could not recognize them at all when put together.

Goering stared at the word in the report title with an expression like Zhang Fei staring at a mung bean, and read it over and over again several times. As a result, not only could he not understand the meaning, but he almost made himself cross-eyed. In the end, he had to give up on being angry with the word - since he couldn't figure it out, he just gave up.

He rubbed his blurry eyes, turned over the title of the report, and began to read the rest of the content.

Fortunately, the report written by Zeppelin still has some explanations about electronic warfare - although, these contents were actually copied from Bismarck who traveled through time... This concept is not understood by most people today.

Although the conceptual explanation alone only made a certain imperial marshal, who was completely unfamiliar with science and technology, understand everything, but when Goering saw some things about electronic warfare mentioned in the report as examples, he quickly remembered that it was indeed the case...

At that time, he was wondering how this strange thing happened.

It was during the Battle of Britain before. The German Air Force was equipped with one of the most advanced navigation systems in the world at that time, the "Crooked Leg", which could maintain a navigation error of no more than 400 km at a distance of 1 km in the dark night! At first, this system was very effective, and bombs could be accurately dropped on London at night. But not long after, reports from various intelligence channels showed that the navigation system failed - either it was dropped into the deserted wilderness, or it lost its way in various clutter and false signals. There were even a few people who were deceived by false signals, and they took the British airport as their own airport, and were immediately gg after landing... Although I repeatedly asked the lower level to "think of a way", the technical department and several radio suppliers also launched a new model of navigator, but after a few days of good effect, it failed again a few days later...

There has even been a rumor that there is a mysterious being in the UK that can "bend" the direction of electromagnetic waves...

In addition, there are other phenomena. For example, the "Freya" radar that commands night air defense interceptors was just reported at the beginning of this month. During a British night bombing, all Freya radars near the bombing area failed at the same time...

After reading this report, the Imperial Marshal seemed to understand a little bit.

"...I see, so it's to interfere with and deceive our radars, radio stations and other electronic equipment...It seems that basically no one in our country has studied this field before, no wonder we failed so strangely..."

Although the things said by the director of a certain fraudulent bureau in later generations could only fool a three-year-old child, Bismarck himself had rich practical experience and military knowledge, so he was still able to write some fooling logic out of these things - whether as a time traveler or a few naval battles, Bismarck deeply understood the huge potential of advanced technologies such as radar and modern command systems.

Don't think that Bismarck is shameless with her captain all day long, as if she has forgotten about fighting and "upgrading" after establishing a certain relationship. In fact, she has been working hard. Ship girls definitely have much more time than humans - as long as they want, they can stay awake, which is equivalent to having one more person.

There is nothing wrong with a Bismarck and a captain being shameless and a Bismarck studying quietly at night.

She was not the only one who realized this, a certain Edelweiss early warning command fighter also did the same. In fact, Bismarck and Zeppelin had been collecting and reading a lot of electronic technology information in recent years. With the help of the Atlantic Fleet Admiral Commander, they had the right to read confidential papers and intelligence except for some top-secret materials or those that were separated by military branches.

So the worst person became Grapes... Both of her elder sisters were studying and training so hard, but she was not active except for being pulled out occasionally. Although Grapes worked harder than before, she was still far behind Bismarck, not to mention Zeppelin.

Both of their Zeppelins are devoted to training, Bismarck also has one, but Grape has only half at most...

"Look at others! Look at how hard your two sisters work! Hurry up and get up! Go out for training!" Lindemann would drag her out of her boudoir every day with a look of disappointment, and then throw books in front of her.

"Wu...wu...I'm going to tell my sister that Lindeman is a mean guy...wuwuwu..."

Although a certain Bismarck expressed his delight in hearing this..2333

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However, the concept of "electronic warfare", which later generations have known for a lot, is still just a vague shadow even in the United Kingdom and the United States. The few operations in Germany were just experiments, and Germany itself has not even realized the problem of electronic warfare...

Goering even felt that Lütjens was much more pleasing to the eye than the politician Reger. Not only did he not cause trouble, he was also very conscientious. Moreover, the attention he and his team paid to these technical fields made Goering half envious and half angry. He envied the navy for being able to obtain these materials and even intelligence. As for the anger, it was of course anger at the incompetence of his own technical department. But thinking about it carefully, it was not that the German Air Force technical department had not asked him to apply for investment funds, but he listened to the report for two hours and did not understand a word, so he did not give it to him... Goering's anger instantly turned into depression.

Fortunately, when Goering saw the signature of the report: the joint signature of the Zeppelin aircraft carrier and the GR186 carrier-based aircraft wing, his mood instantly improved. It turned out that the team led by Zeppelin was indeed reliable.

only...

"Electronic warfare suppresses and deceives the enemy's radar, and then covers the fleet's breakthrough operation in the dark night and heavy fog. This operation code-named Thunder-Hellhound... sounds good in theory, but can it succeed?"

After all, it was an unknown area, but if it succeeded, it would definitely be explosive news. For Goering, who always liked to show off, he really didn't want to miss this opportunity.

After much thought, Goering finally decided to give it a try... If he couldn't break through, he would just let Lütjens withdraw the fleet. If Reger caused trouble, he would just go and protect it himself - God knows if Reger replaced Lütjens, who knows what the next person would do to his carrier-based aircraft unit!

His fat hand pressed the doorbell, and Goering began to give orders to his secretary: "Go, tell Lütjens that I am going to inspect the Zeppelin. Also, call Professor Wolf (the radio director of the German Air Force Technical Department) and ask him to go to Brest with me. Also, ask the radio department to prepare an expert group now, bring the electronic equipment we are using now, and stand by when they are ready to see the results of my negotiation with Lütjens in Brest. If the talks go well, we will go directly to Brest!"

ps: I forgot to mention it yesterday... The name of the new book is "Girls Are Very Nan", it is a variation of the urban genre, it takes a warm route, of course there is a dark side, such as XXX, hahahaha, please collect it~

The following is a brief introduction, free of charge.

Girls are very nan

Qin Fei, a former special forces soldier, was accidentally hospitalized in a fight shortly after he was discharged from the army. During the operation, the doctor was surprised to find that, as a man, he was injured in such a place...

How could a man be in such a place? [Of course it was foggy]

After checking, I found out that Qin Fei was actually a real girl!

Oh my god, let’s see if Qin Fei changes from a man to a tomboy/soft girl, how will his life continue in the future?

What kind of things will happen in the future life?

There are sorrows and joys, but that's life.

Chapter 376: Welcoming the Imperial Marshal (Double Eleven)

On this day, everyone got up early in the morning, and the entire Brest port became busy. The warships that needed to be cleaned were cleaned, and the flags that needed to be hung were hung. The crews of the two main warships, Bismarck and Zeppelin, cleaned meticulously, and every sanitary dead corner was cleaned. There were neat guards of honor standing on the dock, and there was even a red carpet on the flight deck of Zeppelin, just like the New Year or other festivals.

why?