Bismarck
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However, it seems that it was also Tirpitz's credit that Lindemann blinded the British, so he could not escape this treat.
Heavy bleeding is certain.
German military ranks are determined by the color and pattern of the braided line, and the color scheme is different for each branch of the military. The shoulder straps of German naval lieutenants are dark blue with silver-white straight lines, and depending on the rank, whether there is a four-pointed star is inlaid. There are no stars for second lieutenants, one-star lieutenants, and two-star captains; while the naval officers have silver lines woven into knots, and the same is true for majors, one-star lieutenant colonels, and two-star colonels.
In addition, the navy has traditional sleeve insignia, which is a five-pointed star on the cuff and sleeve edges of varying thicknesses. The second lieutenant has one thick line, the lieutenant has two thick lines, the captain has two thick lines with a thin line in between, the major has three thick lines, the lieutenant colonel has a thin line in between the thick lines, and the colonel has four thick lines.
In addition, the German Navy also has the rank of Commodore - but the epaulettes of the Commodore are the same as those of the Colonel, except that the sleeve badges are changed from four thick lines to a "general's edge" - a very thick sleeve edge, probably three or four thick lines combined! However, the epaulettes are still colonel, and the title is actually just "Kommodore" (the same as the English commodore, naval brigadier, which actually means a senior naval officer. The brigadier general of the army is brigadier, meaning brigade commander), which is probably to strictly distinguish the difference between "General (Army General, Navy Admiral)" and "general senior officers"?
However... Lindemann was promoted across levels this time, so now Lindemann's military rank is a real Konteradmiral, so not only does he wear an armband made of a thick line and a thick edge, but the epaulettes on his shoulders made of silver thread have also been replaced with general epaulettes woven with gold and silver fine threads!
Well...if there's anything missing, it's the lack of stars on this two-color card.
After all, it is the same as the previous lieutenants and field officers: no stars on the shoulder sleeves and a thick line on the edge is a major general, one star and two thick lines is a lieutenant general, two stars and three thick lines is an admiral, three stars arranged in a triangle plus three thick lines is a general... Even Lutjens was previously an admiral with two stars and three thick lines on one edge.
Of course, if you replace the stars with a pair of crossed scepters, and replace the three thick lines with four thick lines, you will get the Admiral of the Navy...
In the current German Navy, only Raeder holds this rank. Even in the future of history, there will only be two people, Raeder and Dönitz...
"Lindeman, why don't you have a star on your shoulder?" Grapes, who had been hanging on Lindeman's arm since Lindeman came out of the hall of the awarding ceremony, started to make trouble again and stretched out his hand to Lindeman's shoulder: "When can I help you hang one... Stars are so beautiful... woooo..."
Next to Lindemann, who was so stunned that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Bismarck covered Tirpitz's mouth and whispered in his ear: "Don't talk nonsense here, be careful that Raeder will cause trouble for Lindemann..."
Ti Zi, who was about to cry, had no choice but to nod vigorously and took her hand away from her mouth.
but...
"What are you doing?! Are you looking like a soldier?!"
The captain's voice rang out from the auditorium door behind Bismarck.
As soon as he came out of the auditorium, he saw his secretary playing around with Lindman and others, without even looking at where they were!
Bismarck was startled and looked back quickly. He saw the captain, with three stars arranged in a triangle on his shoulders and three thick lines behind his sleeves, walking out of the auditorium door with some other generals.
And he had a stern face...and his voice was cold and serious, obviously he was unhappy.
Lindemann and the three ship girls quickly stood up, even Tizi stood straight, not daring to move.
The people around him all looked at him with amusement, and Lutjens's face became darker and darker...
After all, they all knew the relationship between Bismarck and Lütjens.
It looks like this is going to become a family affair. This looks exactly like scolding a young wife.
"We are all soldiers, but none of us have good image!" Lutjens came over with a dark face and glared at Bismarck and Tirpitz. Lindemann couldn't help showing a gloating look, but the captain saw it clearly...
"You too! You've lost your composure after becoming a general, right? Be careful and stand at attention at the entrance to the barracks when you return to Italy!"
"Hehe, how could that be possible." Being stared at by Lutjens, the usually cheerful Lindemann had to put away his playful smile and said with a fake smile.
"Oh, I don't know you?" Lutjens glared at him again, turned around and started to walk out: "Come on, let's go out and talk!"
Lindemann and three ship girls hurriedly followed.
"What a bunch of you! You dare to make trouble in the Chancellery. Are you hoping that Redel will have no excuse to deal with you or something?!" In the car driving out of the Chancellery, Lutjens glared at a few people.
"All you do is make trouble! Can't you be more careful?"
"Hehehe..." Bismarck could only smile. But when he saw Lutjens's shoulder... "Captain, are you promoted to admiral?"
"Yes, I got promoted." Lütjens's face also looked a little better, and he even smiled. "But it's not for nothing. I stayed here just now because I was assigned a new mission. On the night of May 19th, the airborne troops began to land on Crete, so we have to go back immediately, and then we have to get busy - Lindemann, you were promoted to major general because many things can only be solved by generals, and you have to run around more! Whether it's with the army, the air force or the Italians!"
"I understand!" Lindman also put away his playful smile and said seriously.
"Today is May 17st, and tomorrow is another day of flying. If the war starts on the th, we have to set sail on the th at the latest. That means we only have half a month to prepare after we return! - So everyone has to be careful, understand?!!"
"Yes!"
"But," Lütjens smiled rarely and looked at the people in the car, "Everyone is tired recently, let's go out for dinner, it's my treat!"
The first one to jump up was Tirpitz, who almost shouted "Hail!"
The one who breathed a sigh of relief was Lindemann, as his wallet no longer had to bleed. The three ship girls had terrifying appetites.
Zeppelin didn't feel that.
Bismarck had a bitter face. After all... wasn't the captain's money hers?
She is indeed a good secretary who is frugal and manages the household well...
ps: Please give me a reward~~Ahhh, eating dirt, eating dirt, making trouble, making trouble
Chapter 3999: Set out again
Just as Lütjens and his men were about to go to the restaurant, on the other side of Germany, in the port of Kiel on the Baltic Sea, a girl wearing almost the same military uniform as Bismarck and with the same blonde hair was sitting alone on the main mast of a warship, staring in a daze at the port where the lights were just coming on under the setting sun.
This is Prince Eugen whom I haven't seen for a long time.
Since she parted with Bismarck and the other two, she has never seen her three sisters again. The only news she knew was from the radio and newspapers. She knew that the latest intelligence was that they had broken through the Gibraltar fortress and entered the Mediterranean.
She wants to go too.
Not only her, but even her captain Top was no exception. God knows how much time they had spent in this damn port.
For a warship, it is better to sink in the ocean than to rot slowly in the port.
And what Reger meant by protecting her battleship was to prevent her from leaving the port.
Since Lütjens broke up with Bismarck and Reger, and Germany had not found any new ship girls, Reger kept a closer watch on Prince Eugen, the only one left on his side. In order to prevent her from falling in line with Bismarck, any news about the Atlantic Fleet was controlled, so that Prince Eugen had not heard from her sisters for a long time. Later, Top saw that she was really pitiful, and her silly and cute appearance changed to depression. I think he couldn't bear it, so he disobeyed Reger's orders and told her some internal intelligence.
The latest one is Lütjens's declaration in the Mediterranean. Such a domineering statement makes all the commanders jealous. Who doesn't want to be able to break through the Strait of Gibraltar? Who doesn't want to proudly declare it to the world like Lütjens?
He did, and Toph could only watch.
Would the ending have been different if he had followed Lütjens at the time?
"Sister, Eugen is so boring, so dull." The girl murmured to herself facing the sunset, hugging her knees and facing the sea breeze. This place has almost become a place she must visit every day.
No matter how unhappy life is, every sunset is beautiful.
"Eugen really missed you guys..."
Although she was the youngest and was bullied by her three sisters at the beginning of that last meeting, no complaints remained in her heart after they apologized. After not seeing her own people for a long time, she really liked the feeling of being with her sisters, which was indescribable warmth and happiness.
Sister Bismarck, who was most like her, sister Tirpitz, who was cute and adorable, and Zeppelin, who seemed cold on the outside but cared about others in his heart...all left a deep impression on her.
When can we see each other again?
Unconsciously, a crystal teardrop slid down from the corner of the eye, flowed quickly along the delicate and smooth skin, and finally dripped from the chin, disappearing in the sea breeze of the port in an instant.
Below her, on the railing of the bridge, Top was also watching the quiet sunset. He lit a cigarette, hoping to use it to dispel the depressed feeling in his heart.
He took a last puff of his cigarette in the setting sun, and the red cigarette butt suddenly became very bright, and then quickly dissipated. Before the smoke was exhaled, he threw the cigarette butt into the sea, and then walked towards the bridge without any nostalgia.
The figure disappeared into the dark doorway, leaving behind a sigh.
Ugh
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The lights remained on in the Supreme Command Headquarters in Berlin that night.
Imperial Marshal Goering arrived at midnight and left in a hurry at dawn. He looked very unhappy. The keen guards realized what might have happened.
"I say, are you really going to do this? Are you crazy?!"
In the dim light in the office of the mustache, the mustache and Goering were plotting something with serious faces...
The Imperial Marshal was sleeping when he was urgently called to the Supreme Command by the Führer, but he did not expect it was about this matter.
Even he was taken aback.
"Ah, yes, I am no different from a madman, because I have no choice." The man with a moustache nodded gloomily.
"But, although we have a certain advantage at sea, the British Navy is still holding on, and the United States is building a large fleet on the other side of the Atlantic. We are still under great pressure. After you did this, aren't you afraid that the situation will get out of control?"
Goering lowered his voice and spoke in Hitler's ear, afraid that a word would leak out.
Hitler did not even tell Reger about this matter and only informed him, which shows the position of Goering in his heart.
Also a marshal.
"Our navy is too weak. We have only three combat-capable ships, and all of them are with Lutjens. Although he is loyal to Germany now, I cannot be completely assured... This is also a big problem. I have no way to solve these two problems at the same time... So, I have to do this even more!" The man with a mustache whispered.
"I hope you can support me."
There was a moment of silence, and finally the sound of gnashing teeth was heard.
"Is that so? I understand!" Goering, with a face full of flesh, nodded vigorously and stood up. "No matter what you do, I support you, Adolf!"
"Thank you, Hermann." Looking at Goering's resignation, Hitler's gloomy expression softened. But as if he had thought of something, he shouted at Goering: "Remember, no one can tell this!!"
"I know!" Goering turned around and answered, then turned and walked out the door.
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After four days of travel, Lutjens and his entourage returned to the port of Genoa, Italy, on a military transport plane.
But there was no time to rest. It was already May 2, and there was only two weeks at most to prepare for the Crete invasion. And if the situation changed, we would have to drive from Genoa in northeastern Italy to Greece in southwest Italy, and we would have to set off at least three or four days in advance...
Time waits for no one. Lutjens, who had just got off the plane, didn't care that it was getting late. He ate a few mouthfuls of food and went straight to the conference room with Bonte, Lindemann and three ship girls for a meeting.
Moreover, the situation is not optimistic...
Although the mechanical condition of the three sisters of the cat house is basically normal, and the damage in this battle to break through Gibraltar is not serious. The Zeppelin was not lost, and the Bismarck and Tirpitz were only slightly injured. That is, a hole was blown in the 145mm upper armor belt near the rear bridge of the Bismarck, and a 150 secondary turret on the port side of the Tirpitz was destroyed. These two wounds are a little serious, but they are minor injuries that can be repaired simply and can continue to fight, and the impact on combat effectiveness is not great..."
However, wars are fought on logistics, and except for the Zeppelin's carrier-based aircraft and aviation ammunition, which had basically no losses, the ammunition and fuel of Bismarck and Tirpitz were very problematic...
Bismarck herself still remembered that the report on this aspect was compiled by her and submitted to her own captain...
“现在我们的两条战列舰的弹药储备情况,目前两舰合计的380毫米主炮的穿甲弹和高爆弹分别还剩下920发和384发,分别占额定基数的72%和60%,另外还剩有30枚提尔比茨自己改装的380照明弹;150毫米炮弹损耗严重,目前还剩下2851发炮弹,占额定基数的39.5%,另有大约200发箔条弹和234发照明弹;105高炮的弹药还剩余4736发,占额定基数37%;此外,37毫米炮弹也只剩下了九万五千发左右,占额定基数80%…目前来看,除了150与105炮弹损耗较多以外,380的主炮弹也需要补充...共计需要补充380穿甲弹360枚,380高爆弹256枚,3915枚150炮弹、8064枚105炮弹,以及三万五千多发37毫米炮弹......”
Bismarck clearly remembered that this was what she wrote in the report. She even remembered that in addition to the ammunition problem, the fuel problem was a bigger problem...
In terms of fuel, in addition to the Zeppelin and 60% of aviation gasoline, the three warships currently have only one-third of the heavy fuel oil left! Although theoretically, this amount of fuel can actually allow the three warships to run another 24 nautical miles at a speed of 2000 knots, but in fact, this is about the same endurance as a destroyer! In addition, in the real battlefield, frequent acceleration and deceleration, as well as large-angle turns, all require the boiler to burn at full power to provide power to compensate for the loss of speed!
On the battlefield, whether it is a warship or a fighter, fuel consumption is calculated based on full load operation! Fuel consumption can be ten times the theoretical cruising fuel consumption! ! To put it bluntly, there is no comparison between 24 knots in peacetime and 24 knots on the battlefield! !
The Mediterranean Fleet needs at least 6400 tons of heavy oil and 800 tons of aviation gasoline! The relevant logistic supply report has been sent to the mustache. But...
Meanwhile, Bangtai was still reporting on his recent communication with Italy...
"...The Italians are very short of heavy fuel oil for their ships. The 186 million tons of fuel they stockpiled at the beginning of the war are now almost gone. They said that they can only maintain a quarter of the fuel supply ( tons per month), and they are still asking us for fuel - not to mention, Raeder approved tons of fuel for them! I'm not saying that he shouldn't, the Italians are our allies, and I have no objection to helping them with my ability. I just want to know if Raeder would be so straightforward if he wanted to approve fuel for us!"
Bangtai said sarcastically.
Lindemann couldn't help laughing, and even Lütjens couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth... The two ship girls standing behind Bonte and Bismarck were laughing so hard that tears came out of their eyes.
As for the other one... well, I'm used to it...
After laughing, Lütjens could only shrug helplessly: "Redr was indeed very slow in providing us with logistics. He said that the distance was too far and cross-border transportation was difficult, and asked us to spend money to 'buy locally' - he knew that Italy had no oil, it's really amazing that he could say that! - But fortunately, the Führer didn't listen to him this time!"
"I have already reported this problem to the Führer, and he said he would coordinate with Italy to send the resources we need before we set sail. In fact, a simple estimate would show that 7200 tons of fuel and more than tons of ammunition can be handled by four or five trains. It is not as complicated as Raeder said!"
Of course! Bismarck couldn't help pretending to be stupid in his heart.
After all, Crete is important. If it advances, it can attack the Mediterranean or even Egypt, and if it retreats, it can protect the Balkans and Romanian oil fields...
In addition, the transport capacity requirements are not particularly troublesome. Although it has to transfer via the Austria-Italy railway, there are no guerrillas in Italy at that time. So why did they specially approve four or five express trains? Can't they wait?
The mustache guy does have some strategic vision. To be honest, he is much better than Redl!
Over there, the meeting is still going on...
"…I have already met the commanders in the Balkans, Admiral Rohr of the 4th Air Force, General Richthofen of the 8th Air Force, and General Student of the 11th Airborne Army, in Berlin. But before the battle begins, I will have to contact them again in a few days. Admiral Geissler's 10th Air Force in Italy will also be a brother unit in the future, so I will also go to visit him. In addition, in Italy, I will also take time to visit Admiral Iachino, the commander of the Italian battle fleet who is at the same level as me, and General Riccardi, the chief of the Italian Navy General Staff - and I am the only one who can go to these places... If we don't keep these contacts in place, we won't be able to gain a foothold here in the future."
The captain was also an experienced man, and he quickly compiled a list of people who needed to be contacted, and arranged the order of "visiting". Meanwhile, Bonte also listed the contacts of the same level as Bonte in the Genoa Naval Base, the nearby German and Italian Air Force Bases, the German Air Force Garrison, and a list of other contacts who might be useful.
As for the always heartless Lindemann… "You just stay at home to look after the house, and be responsible for writing the battle plan!"
Someone chuckled, revealing eight big front teeth that reflected light like mirrors: "No problem!~"
So, starting from the next day, Lütjens and Bonte, along with Secretary Bismarck and Secretary Zeppelin, boarded planes to various places separately. Lindemann followed the contact information provided by Bonte. After a brief visit to the commanders of the Genoa Naval Base and Air Force Base, he learned from the hamster and locked himself in the staff room, staring blankly at the slide rule, compass, protractor and a bunch of war game symbols...
ps: The people in the hotel next door are screaming so ecstatically
Chapter 400: Untitled...
"Oh, I'm running so hard... I'm really exhausted."
A lazy Bismarck lay on Tirpitz's bed, while even the usually serious Zeppelin lay in a Ge You-like posture on the other side of the bed.
What’s important is not being physically tired, but being mentally tired. These things really give them a headache.
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