Bismarck

“Boom——” a loud noise

hit!

A huge explosion instantly swept the entire position. I saw Polish soldiers in flames being thrown into the air like broken rag dolls. Then, continuous explosions were heard. They were the accumulated shells that I detonated.

When the smoke cleared, the entire 150-meter coastal artillery position looked like it had been plowed all over again, losing its original appearance and being completely destroyed.

I opened my eyes and a trace of sweat appeared on my forehead, but I couldn't hide the excitement in my heart.

"Captain, I killed it," I said immediately

"Yes, I see." The captain's eyes swept across my forehead. "Tired?"

“It’s OK,” I smiled. It’s indeed quite tiring. The main thing is that I have to concentrate wholeheartedly and cannot react to things around me in time, just like just now...

"I was hit by a shell." I suddenly turned around and looked at the captain aggrievedly, "accusing with tears in my eyes." "It hurts so much!!!"

The captain was stunned by my sudden change of expression, and then he said, "It's just a layer of primer on the side of the turret, it's nothing serious."

"It still hurts!" I held out my fist. My originally fair skin was now covered in a small patch of red, like a scratch.

"..."

"This is the bridge," the captain reminded helplessly.

"Uh, okay, okay, I'll pay attention." I curled my lips, put my fist back, and walked to the rudder. The sailor was concentrating on operating the ship. Now that the 150-meter artillery position had been completely destroyed by me, the threat was gone, and his expression relaxed.

"Brother, your skills need to be improved..." I stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly

"Um... Miss Bismarck, what can I do for you?" The little sailor was startled by my sudden action and asked stutteringly.

"You have to steer the boat carefully... The boat will be hurt if the shells hit it," I warned with a "sad" look on my face. Lindemann next to me couldn't help laughing, and even the captain was a little distracted, but the majesty of the superior still made him remain serious.

"Bismarck, get down!" He gave me a warning look and said

"Yes~Captain" I drawled out.

However, having said that, after the coastal artillery position was destroyed, the Polish defenders no longer had the ability to launch a threatening attack on the battleship at sea - that is, me. I swaggered slowly and arrogantly in the Bay of Danzig, firing at the fortress without hesitation.

Time passed day by day in such artillery fire. The resistance of the Polish army gradually disappeared in other places, but the gunfire of Hel Fortress never stopped. Even the captain sometimes sighed in front of me about the persistence of the opponent...

"Hey, Oscar, do you eat fish?" I squatted in the corridor outside the captain's room, holding a big cat in my arms, holding a small fish in my hand and teasing it with a smile.

Oscar is the thief cat that I "picked up" in Hamburg before the last voyage. After I brought it on board, I gave it to the soldiers in the restaurant. To my surprise, it was quite popular. The bored soldiers at sea found a fun toy and came to play with it every day and brought it delicious food. It lived a very enjoyable life.

"You've gained a lot of weight. You're so lazy." I patted its head in annoyance. "You despise me so much, but you don't even think about who brought you on board. You ungrateful bastard."

The aloof cat is right!

"Don't you want to eat the fish?" I put the fish next to its mouth, but it turned to the other side, obviously going against me!

“Tsk, just forget it if you don’t want to eat it.” I angrily threw the fish into the sea, this little bastard!

While I wasn't paying attention, the thief cat suddenly ran out of my arms and disappeared in a flash.

"Hey--"

"what are you doing?"

"Ah, Captain." I looked up, and the captain appeared in front of me without knowing when. "I was teasing the cat."

"cat?"

"It's the cat you and I adopted at Hamburger Pier last time." I stood up, patted my clothes and said with a smile, "It's doing pretty well on the ship. The crew seems to treat it as a mascot."

"Mascot?" The captain smiled and said nothing.

"Come in, someone surrendered," the captain said to me, and then entered the room

"Eh?!"

"Surrendered? Where?" I followed him in and asked

The captain of the Gdynia Naval Base sat down and said calmly

"Oh, there?" I was not surprised. After all, Gdynia and Hel Fortress have become isolated islands. Without support from the mainland, they cannot hold out for long. Surrender is only a matter of time.

"Then only Heil Fortress is left," I said with a lighthearted smile, "so we can go back to Hamburg right away."

"Yeah," the captain said without comment, and then he added, "The Soviets have entered Poland."

"The Führer wants to divide Poland with the Soviets?" I asked. It seems that this happened in history. After Germany attacked Poland, the Soviet Union believed that the non-aggression treaty was invalid because the Warsaw government fled, so it sent troops into Poland to "protect" the Ukrainians and Belarusians in Poland.

"Guderian and his men are heading to Warsaw at full speed," the captain said with a smile

"Yeah, we can occupy more land while the boundary line is not yet drawn." I nodded, this is a normal thing.

"Without Poland as a buffer zone, the Soviet Union and Germany would be in direct contact." I sighed. "France and Britain are happy to see this situation."

"Our first target is Britain and France in Western Europe," the captain said, "you don't have to worry."

"Hey, Captain, don't you think I should be worried about the British?" I replied angrily

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The Soviet Union entered Poland on the 17th. On the same day, the Gdynia Naval Base announced its surrender and the Polish garrison laid down its arms.

On the 20th, I docked at the Dantinia Pier, which had been devastated by artillery fire for a long time.

The dock was in a mess. Some of the Polish warships destroyed by the German Air Force sat on the berths, while others washed up on the beach. The steel bodies were covered with traces of smoke and fire, and the steel plates were horribly twisted, like hideous wounds on the human body. The guns of the warships that ran aground on the beach disappeared. It was said that they were taken down by Polish sailors and used as shore artillery.

I carefully steered clear of the wreckage and tied the cable to the bollard. Thankfully the oil storage and supply facilities were not destroyed in the battle, and the Poles did not think to blow them up when they surrendered, so I can still use them now.

After nearly a month out, I docked for the first time to resupply.

At one end of the Gdynia base, the surrendered Polish soldiers were detained in a small house, dejected and silent. In contrast, the entire camp was filled with proud German Wehrmacht soldiers. They had just won the victory and were now happy, walking across the dock in groups of three or five.

Although I don’t think there is anything to be happy about this “victory”, the Poles chose to surrender because they saw no hope, otherwise the date for us to enter here would have to be postponed.

I stayed in Dantinia for a day, replenished food and fuel, then slowly left the dock amid a sea of ​​admiring eyes and headed for Fortress Hele again to continue what I had not completed.

After capturing Gdynia, the Wehrmacht under the command of General von Koppitz took a short break before continuing to launch a fierce attack on Heil. At sea, the old battleship "Schlesing" also arrived at Heil on the 21st and began to bombard Heil. At the same time, the dreadnought "Schleswig-Holstein" arrived, which had been repaired after being damaged by shore artillery. In addition, the German Navy also had 2 training ships, 2 patrol ships and 1 old torpedo boat T-196 participating in the bombardment of Heil, but their combat power was too small and could be almost ignored.

Under our absolute military suppression, Haier Fortress actually held out for more than seven days. I have to admire the bravery of its commander, who was able to hold out even when his homeland was completely divided up by the invaders. In order to show their determination to fight to the death, the soldiers of Haier Fortress removed the ammunition from the torpedoes overnight and blew up Haier's only passage to the mainland, turning it into an isolated island.

Perhaps they knew that their place was the last land of Poland, and their national sentiment inspired them to fight with great will. We encountered unprecedented resistance, even more fierce than in the previous few days. Moreover, it seemed that they had new coastal artillery positions.

The unfortunate "Schlesing" encountered a salvo of shore artillery fire when attacking the peninsula. The main turret was completely destroyed and it had to release smoke and flee the battlefield.

In one word, it’s bad luck. Among so many boats, mine seems to be the only one intact.

However, when the news came that the Warsaw government that had fled to Romania was detained, the last line of defense of the Hel Fortress collapsed, and the sturdy fortress fell apart from the inside. The soldiers had no hope, and the Polish Navy Commander-in-Chief Admiral Joseph Unrug ordered the Hel Fortress to stop resisting for his men who had lost their fighting spirit.

The long-awaited surrender finally came.

Is the Battle of Poland over?

I stood on the bridge, looking at the quiet peninsula. Under the setting sun, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere...

Chapter 41: Bismarck's Intentions

has it ended?

ended

That evening, the captain and Lindemann began to compile the battle report and record my voyages over the past few days, including some miscellaneous data, such as several tons of fuel consumed, ammunition consumption, etc., which were submitted to the Navy Department after returning to Hamburg. The captain also began to coordinate with the Hamburg shipyard for berthing and maintenance matters, and tried his best to get me into the factory for maintenance as soon as possible.

The battleship that was damaged by the shore artillery and two destroyers also returned with us. I anchored with it in the Bay of Danzig, waiting for the destroyers to join us and then form a formation.

Given the special characteristics of the special gun and the lack of stock, I took a short break after the battle and ran back to the ammunition depot, taking advantage of the time when there was no battle and forcibly making two regardless of consumption. The direct consequence of this was that I felt drowsy all the time, even after a good night's sleep, I felt dizzy and my combat power dropped sharply - fortunately, the battle was over.

On the morning of October 7, after a night of sailing, the two destroyers arrived at Fortress Hel from Lohr and Danzig respectively.

"Weigh anchor!" Lindemann announced.

"Ha——" I yawned loudly, watching the crew members busy at work. The anchor winch made a rattling sound, and the anchor chain was put into the chain locker.

"Anchor weighed! Sailing under normal conditions!"

"Three into two!" Lindemann

"Three cars, two cars in front," Zhong Bing shouted back.

The ship began to move in the Baltic Sea. It’s finally time to go back, I thought and yawned again.

"What have you been doing these days?" The captain said with some dissatisfaction when he saw how wilted I looked.

"What?" My brain was working very slowly, and it took me a long time to react to what the captain said. He pointed at the dark circles under my eyes and said, "I have made two shells in the past few days. I am almost dead tired. Even sleeping is useless."

"Overconsumption?" the captain said.

"Yes, it's easy for me to control the ship, but the shells are not closely connected to me, so it's very difficult to control them," I explained.

"You shouldn't use up a lot of your abilities at this time. Wait until there is no threat," the captain said.

"Ah?" I didn't understand what the captain meant by this. Wasn't the war over? What else could threaten me? And it was unlikely that Britain and France would join the war at this time.

"What formation do you think we are in now?" The captain glanced at me and said lightly.

Hey, Captain, you look unhappy...

I sensed my surroundings. We were already in formation, and I was at the top of the formation, with the battleship Schlesing about 5000 yards behind me, and two destroyers about 5000 yards away from the line connecting me and the Schlesing. Each ship occupied a corner of the square.

What kind of formation is that? I blinked to indicate that I didn't recognize it, but I knew it was not a normal sailing formation. Aren't normal ones in a straight line?

Captain, please don't bully me because I have little education.

"Captain, why is this?" I showed my love for learning and asked questions without hesitation.

"Guard Formation"

"Who should we be alert to? Britain?" I was puzzled. Britain was tens of thousands of miles away from here. Even if our fleet was only traveling at a speed of a dozen knots to take care of the Schrein, it would soon enter the German airspace. Would the British navy dare to come over?

"It's a Polish submarine," the captain said. "Polish submarine activity in the Baltic Sea has been discovered."

Poland has submarines? I really didn't know that. I always thought Poland only had a few destroyers. And I'm not very good at detecting underwater targets. I used my ability to detect underwater, but found that the maximum distance is only a few nautical miles, which is just enough to avoid a torpedo. It's very difficult to detect a submarine lurking underwater at a long distance.

"Captain, you know, my detection distance is not enough now." I said with a bitter face. I was also very troubled by underwater targets, and I had not received any training.

"Go get some sleep first," the captain said. "I'll call you when we get to their activity area. I know your anti-submarine capabilities are not good enough, but it's better than nothing."

"Okay," I yawned and replied, "I'll sleep in your room. Call me when you're ready."

"go"

I left the bridge and came to the captain's room. I originally thought that I should sleep on the sofa, but the comfort level of the sofa was really not good. I followed my inner thoughts and went into the captain's room.

The door of the room was closed, but it had no effect on me. I just gave a quick glance and the door opened automatically, and soon I was lying on the captain's bed.

Unlike the last time when I was confused, I was awake this time. I closed my eyes and smelled the familiar smell of cigar on the captain's bed. A different sense of happiness suddenly surrounded me.

My feelings towards the captain have changed, I know this very well, before in Berlin I just had a kind of dependence on the captain, closer to the love of a daughter for her father, because I came to a different world alone, surrounded by loneliness and developed a dependence on the closest person. But now it is closer to the feelings of a lover.

I can no longer imagine my life without the Captain. Habit is such a terrible force. My dependence gradually turned into love. I hope to be with the Captain forever. When did this change happen?

I don't know, I just fell in love with him imperceptibly, do I need a reason to like him? Moreover, the captain was cold to me at first, but now he doesn't reject my approach, so he should not "dislike" me.

The captain's temperament has always attracted me. I like the feeling of him touching my head, and I also like the look of him worrying about me. Especially the scene when he tore off his shirt hem in front of everyone to bandage me during the night attack in Poland, which I will never forget.

I hope the captain can always be my captain. I slowly closed my eyes.

Bizarre dreams kept flashing through my mind, including things that happened in this time and space, as well as those long-lost stories, just like an old-fashioned movie, one scene after another.

I just sat in an empty movie theater, watching everything on the screen like a passerby.

Suddenly, a cat ran over.

"Meow~meow~meow~"

I looked carefully and it seemed to be Oscar

"Oscar, how did you get here?" I said in confusion. I knew I was dreaming, but Oscar didn't feel like a dream to me. It seemed to be real.

"Come here, dear" I waved at it

"Meow——" Osman stared at me and called out. His voice was not as relaxed as usual, but sharp and harsh, like a warning?

What is this thief doing? I frowned and said, "Come here."

It took a step forward, but then turned and ran away

This little bastard... an ungrateful bastard!

I stood up and wanted to chase him, but don't let me catch you, kid!

However, the moment I stood up, a sharp pain suddenly burst out from my waist. The pain was so intense that it felt like being cut in half!