Bismarck

"Maybe it's because your growth cycle is fast. Zeppelin and your sister are both relatively mature, even though they are only one or two years older..." Lindeman told the truth, but seeing Grape's expression that said if you say that again, I'll bite you, he quickly said, "It's okay, Grape will be like your sister in a year or two. Don't worry, your sister was the same as you before."

"Sister, was this the same before?"

"I'm her deputy captain, how could I not know?" Lindman had such an expression.

"By the way, let me tell you a good way to grow up?" Lindeman smiled and whispered in her ear.

"What method?" Tirpitz blinked.

"Fight well, make a big deal in front of the commander, overshadow your sister, and you will grow up."

"really?"

"Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Humph! Let's make trouble! Isn't it just making trouble?! We'll do it later!" Tirpitz was so angry that he bit Lindemann's hand "hard" - of course, he missed, but Lindemann's face continued to smile...

"Do you really want to do something together?" Lindemann smiled and reached out to touch Tirpitz's fur, then immediately retracted his hand. The continuous provocation finally made Tirpitz angry and roared with gritted teeth, "Let's do it! Who's afraid of who! Humph!"

Make trouble! Make trouble!

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In the command post of the Gibraltar Fortress, Somerville was arranging defense tasks for the suspicious commanders of the fortress garrison and his own H Fleet through the radio in front of Sir Riddle:

"...I have reason to suspect that if the previous torpedo array can't stop them, then the mine array will not be able to stop them either - I don't care whether you believe it or not, you must attack with all your strength from the beginning! Delay the time they pass through the mine array as much as possible! Tovey will be here in three hours, and then victory will be ours!"

The officers below all looked at Somerville with an expression of listening to nonsense and looking at a mentally retarded person. Even though Sir Riddle had explained it before, he was still a little skeptical...

"The ghost of the battleship is a girl... Never mind. There's nothing wrong with this battle plan. It's not wrong to be cautious..."

ps: Actually, this Tizi really looks like a girl in the group. Did I incorporate her personality into the story when I wrote it? Hahaha, and her ID is Tizi@Tirbitz.

Chapter 392: Whose dog is blind?

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and although the rain seemed to have lessened, the wind and waves had not weakened at all. In fact, due to the drop in temperature, the fog on the sea became thicker...

Under the cover of fog on this rainy night, the battleship Bismarck and the minesweeper Tirpitz had already reached the position where the British destroyers and cruisers had retreated deep into the strait... and 5,000 yards behind them was the electronic jammer Zeppelin under the command of the German Air Force...

Very good, all three battleships except the Bismarck have become multi-functional.

To ensure safety, the three warships are now sailing at a speed of 18 knots, which is not a very fast speed for the ship girls. Moreover, they have to carefully control the rudder and even the speed of the propellers on both sides, sailing in the dark night as if walking on thin ice, just to prevent the dangerous minefield...

Although Tirpitz in the front could discover the mines early, they would be unable to avoid them if their speed was too fast. If the mine array was too dense, it might even cause a chain explosion. If they were injured here, they would basically die here.

"If you are sure, go slower." This was Lütjens' only request.

The fleet is now less than 30 kilometers away from the Gibraltar Fortress - this is already within the effective range of the fortress's guns! You know, the accuracy and stability of the gun turrets are not comparable to those of warships! Even Bismarck, who can control the warships, can't say that he can compare with the precision of the fortress guns that are carefully built on the earth and have pre-compiled firing tables for the firing range...

Moreover, this is based on the premise that the minefield has restrictions on its own navigation and avoidance...

In the channel marked by mines, three warships were lined up in a row and moving slowly forward. Fortunately, it was foggy now. If it was a sunny day, their three ships would be the best targets for the British - they had no way to avoid it and could only move forward.

Look, in Bismarck's perception, at a depth of five meters underwater, there was a round mine fixed by two anchor chains, drifting in the turbulent currents of the Strait of Gibraltar!

That is the mine that poses a great threat to them.

And if you look closely, there are many more around! Round, square, oil barrel-shaped, sea urchin-shaped, shallow, deep, and even deeper than the bottom of the ship... These little things floating under the deep sea in the dark night, the explosion power of each one is much greater than that of a torpedo!

You know, the ship girls' ability to penetrate into the sea is not strong, at most it is only a distance of about ten meters. However, they can find so many invisible killers within this limited distance. It can be seen that the British have really invested a lot of money in defending the Strait of Gibraltar.

The round shape of these little creatures, their dangerous nature, and the feeling of appearing and disappearing in the deep darkness are just like entering a mass grave. Especially for a large warship, it is particularly uncomfortable...

For the first time, Bismarck felt that his ship was too big, it would be better if it were an elementary school student.

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"Mines have been found! Five thousand meters ahead! On both sides! There are a lot of them!" On the bridge of the battleship Bismarck, Bismarck, who was already standing in front of the steering gear, was carefully controlling his own course. At the same time, he was marking the location of the minefield on the automatic plotter that had been modified during the Icelandic naval battle, while also greeting Tirpitz and Zeppelin in front of him.

Lütjens and Heide also came over to watch.

Sure enough, the Bismarck platoon's automatic plotter had marked out eye-catching red thick dots on the chart table, and then connected these thick dots representing mines, which showed the scope of the minefield and the hidden passages between the minefields!

This channel is naturally for the British warships to sail.

The Bismarck was now heading towards this passage, slowly approaching the entrance to the minefield.

To be honest, this minefield could indeed block the German Navy and Italians without the Ship Girls, but on the other hand, the people who used this route the most were the British themselves, and Bismarck only used it occasionally. So this thing caused more trouble to the British themselves. Even though the scope of the minefield had been marked on the nautical chart, there were still cases where their own warships were sunk by their own mines. The British were actually quite afraid of this thing.

Hyde, sitting on the main gun director, looked at the relevant target parameters displayed on the fire control instrument next to him. He knew that those were the location parameters of the mines.

"Now prepare for blind firing! Load the 105mm gun with high-explosive shells, short fuse delay, target position ***, distance **, fire!"

Ignoring the puzzled voices of the gunners below, Hyde seemed to be pretending. It was Lütjens who was pretending during the battle of the CE-15 convoy, and he was just a confused person who did not know the truth.

Now the situation has changed, and it's my turn to install it.

The 105 secondary guns on the port side roared, and soon several continuous muffled sounds were heard in the distance, mixed with a loud bang - that was the mine being detonated by the shock wave of the exploding shell.

But even at such a long distance, there was such a strong momentum. If it really got hit by a bullet, the consequences would probably not be very good, right? Bismarck thought to himself as he stood in front of the steering gear.

A long time after the huge explosion, the ship was shaken violently and the water waves caused by the mine explosion came over.

On the other side, from the direction of Tirpitz, several such sounds were faintly heard.

The two battleships began minesweeping operations one after the other.

"Good, that's it."

Listening to the dull sound that erupted in the darkness after a while, Lütjens nodded with satisfaction. If this continued, there would be no need to worry about the British minefields.

However, Bismarck in front of the steering gear was happy, watching the mines being detonated continuously, but he did not notice that the danger was approaching.

By the time she realized it, she was already a step too late.

"Attention! Artillery fire!" she shouted nervously - of course, for Zeppelin and Tirpitz to hear.

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The fortress artillery, which had been prepared for a long time and had been silent for a long time, finally opened fire.

In Bismarck's perception, in the originally dull and deep Gibraltar sea fog, it seemed as if something like a deep-sea monster suddenly awakened! The shells were dragging colorful tracers, like the doomsday sky fire in myths and legends, pressing down on the Bismarck and Tirpitz sisters who looked huge but seemed so small on this sea!

The fourteen 381mm fortress guns and twenty-four 234mm fortress guns of the Gibraltar Fortress, the sixteen 381mm main guns of the two Queen-class battleships of the H Fleet lined up outside the harbor, and the fifty-six 152mm incendiary high-explosive grenade launchers on the six light cruisers... the terrifying firepower finally showed their fangs!

Not to mention that in order to clear mines, the speed of Bismarck and Tirpitz was only 18 knots, and they could hardly make any effective evasive maneuvers - nor did they dare to do so.

Comparing the two sides, T is still clearly inferior.

In this battlefield where their feet are tied, even if the Bismarck and Tirpitz can barely escape the bullets, they cannot!

The Atlantic Fleet could only watch helplessly as a barrage of shells flew straight towards them.

In just 234 seconds, the ship was hit by two 150mm shells, and two balls of fire burst out of it. A 381mm secondary turret on the port side was destroyed and blew up into the sky. In the dark night, the burning secondary turret was obviously a dazzling target, and the orange flames could be seen through the rain and fog. The Bismarck was even worse: a 145mm penetrating shell hit the side of her rear bridge, and although it scraped the main armor belt, the upper mm armor belt was blown open with a large hole of more than two meters, and cold sea water kept pouring in from here!

Moreover, two 152mm shells hit them, one of which exploded in several compartments of the bridge and caused a fire...

"Damn it! Is this the Fortress of Gibraltar?!" Bismarck stood at the steering position and continued to maintain the course, gritted his teeth and felt a heavy pressure.

As she was aware, the second batch of shells arrived...

If I keep fighting like this, I'll really be ruined.

"Zeppelin! Are you not ready yet?" Bismarck shouted anxiously.

"Not yet! They have many radar models! We need to find all their frequencies and jam them all at once to achieve the best effect!! And now there is a problem with the signal receiver..." Zeppelin, who was debugging the machine with Dr. Wolf and the radio experts, was no less anxious than Bismarck: "This radar signal receiver was temporarily modified. It's good enough that it works!"

"Tsk... things that are made in a hurry are really unreliable..." Bismarck smacked his lips in frustration. If he hadn't swept away some mines before, had a certain amount of evasive space, and wiped out a 381 penetrating bomb that hit the command tower directly, he would have been in big trouble now. But even so, it would be unpleasant to be hit by two 234 and three 152...

But over there...it seems like a certain Tirpitz who got hit by another 381 started screaming on the WIFI?

"Asshole, asshole, asshole! It hurts so much!"

"Sister Zeppelin, if you don't turn on your jammer, I'll turn it on first! Damn British! It hurts so much!"

"Stop, stop, stop, don't do that first!" Zeppelin quickly stopped her from speaking.

If you don't start it before it's ready, it won't work.

"Did you find their channel...?"

Before Zeppelin finished speaking, a powerful electronic jammer was launched from the direction of the Tirpitz minesweeper...

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Almost in an instant, all the British radar screens were covered in white. The one large and two small light spots that originally represented the three warships were suddenly submerged in the snow on the screen.

The radar operators were all confused and had no idea what was going on. In their minds, they had no idea how to deal with such a situation.

A group of people looked at each other.

"what's the situation?"

"How to do?"

"do not know!"

However, the fortress artillery could not wait for them to be stunned. They had to have real-time ranging to know the position of the warships. Soon the gunner urged them on the phone.

"Tell us where the Germans are!"

"Uh... the radar is broken..."

"what!"

Somerville, who had been in a very good situation, was just breathing a sigh of relief. The radar had completely captured the Atlantic Fleet's trace, and the fortress guns had also opened fire. If nothing unexpected happened, the Atlantic Fleet would be destroyed.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to equip myself with a radar, otherwise they would have really escaped in this foggy day.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped.

"What's wrong? Keep firing!"

"Commander, there's a problem with the radar!" The staff officer hurried over to report.

"what?"

"All radars are out of service, we've lost our target!"

Summerville looked at the screen full of snowflakes in astonishment, and he didn't know what to do.

Several experts were circling around the radar, but they were also sweating profusely...

"How could this happen?" he was furious. "Did the Germans do this?"

"No, I don't know... We are carrying out emergency repairs..." The expert wiped his sweat.

"How long will it take you to fix it?!"

The expert still answered that he didn’t know.

Somerville said he was going crazy.

"Fire! Keep firing! Use optical aim!" he shouted angrily.

Tirpitz's body was on fire, making him an obvious target.

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"Humph! I found it a long time ago. I am also very capable..." The complacent little Tirpitz began to wag his tail, but this time everyone was pleased to see it...

"Just wait, I, Tirpitz, will tell you their channel right now." Tizi snorted twice, "Listen carefully."

"One at 42.85 (MHZ frequency, 7-meter wavelength), one at 40 (7.5-meter wavelength), one at 85.71 (3.5-meter wavelength), one at 200 (1.5-meter wavelength), one at 600 (0.5-meter wavelength), and one at 3000 (10-centimeter wavelength). That's all~" Tirpitz said with a bit of complacency and laziness, "Then the electronic interference will be up to you, Sister Zeppelin and Sister. Lindemann is still calling me here - ah, it's so annoying to hear him calling me all the time."

While Bismarck, Zeppelin, and Professor Wolff were dumbfounded, Grape actually started to cause trouble...

The 380mm main gun of the Tirpitz minesweeper spoke, but... this time the shells were all flares! They were fired at the British at an average rate of one round every half a minute!

In the westerly wind mixed with icy rain, Bismarck's mind instantly imagined a scene: in the dark and chaotic night, because of the failure of the radar, the British artillery observers who were sitting in front of the high-powered optical instrument lens on the artillery observation instrument with wide eyes, and they were often gunners or veteran and elite observers, suddenly saw a bunch of gorgeous flares at close range...

It's so bright that it blinds the eyes!

"Tirpitz! Thank you for curing my myopia that I have had for so many years..."

Bismarck almost laughed out loud, really~

Um...please forgive me...

The deaf can hear the dumb say the blind see love

At the suggestion of Tizi, the Zeppelin quickly adjusted the frequency. The electronic jammer, which was more powerful than Tizi's jammer, completely crushed the British.

The powerful Gibraltar Fortress and Fleet H were completely blinded by the visual interference of electronic jammers and flares!