Bismarck

"Captain, why don't you just order someone to abandon ship?"

Bismarck said suddenly, startling Lütjens.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you now?" Lütjens grabbed Bismarck's shoulders with both hands and asked.

His hands had begun to shake, but he didn't notice.

In fact, Bismarck had been looking at the inside of her body. Even though she couldn't help at all, the increasing amount of sea water coming in still made her feel a little overwhelmed.

The crew members tried very hard, but hard work doesn't always work, as water still rushed in madly.

"The water is already out of control. We'll probably have two hours left. Let Tizi pick us up."

After hearing Bismarck's words, not only Lütjens, but also Tirpitz and Zeppelin were stunned.

"No, no!"

"Let's go quickly. If the lake capsizes, many people might not be able to escape."

Bismarck was actually very afraid of what her fate would be, but after her experience on the battlefield, the first thing she thought of was her comrades and her captain.

Even if I die, I must let these guys go.

But Lütjens was so anxious that he didn't know what to say.

Even though Bismarck was beaten like this, he never thought that Bismarck would end up sinking, but reality gave him a slap in the face.

There is no such thing as a truly unsinkable ship!

Even if he lost the battle, Lütjens felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by something!

"No, you can't do this," the captain's voice suddenly rose: "Bismarck! I won't let you sink here!"

"Oh, shoal! I remember what you said, I remember what you said! As long as the keel is not broken, you will not die completely!" Lütjens seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and suddenly stood up with his eyes shining!

This is the Alamein Beach. The mud and sand from the Nile Delta are piled up here. If a warship sinks, it will be trapped by the mud and sand. However, if it runs aground there, it will not sink! !

The soft sand can effectively protect the bottom of the ship and reduce the impact when it hits the beach! Moreover, the direction of the nearest friendly forces on the shore is the direction of Rommel's clamor for Alexandria!

Although, this time the incident was caused by that bastard Rommel, who was trying to make a desperate move!

After taking a look at the bloodstained and bullet-riddled sea chart, Lütjens had an idea in mind.

He walked towards the standby steering gear and shouted at the door: "Someone! Give me a message! Our ships will land near Alexandria! Let Lindemann take over the command of the bombardment and be responsible for commanding the artillery cover for that bastard Rommel! Also order Lindemann and Zeppelin to give priority to using 'special' armor-piercing shells and dive bombing. The three British 381mm main gun emplacements in Alexandria must be suppressed within an hour and a half! And the Bismarck battleship! All the remaining artillery! Fire! In the direction of Alexandria, all the British positions that can be seen!"

"Also, tell that bastard Rommel that we are going to Alexandria to take over the market! If he can't break into the western port of Alexandria within two hours, I will kill him with a single shot even if I have to bring him to court-martial!"

Seeing hope, Lütjens walked to the steering platform without looking back.

"Bismarck! Hold on!"

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Chapter 470: I think I can still save her

The crooked Bismarck battleship, under the control of Lütjens, released smoke for interference, turned its head with difficulty, turned its body, and headed towards the port of Alexandria.

Bismarck wanted to cooperate, but the increasingly heavy hull was not easy to maneuver.

The maneuverability of a battleship is already not ideal, not to mention that it now weighs nearly 10,000 tons more.

"Captain, ten kilometers ahead, there are minefields all around Alexandria Harbor. Be careful." Bismarck's voice sounded next to Lütjens' ears.

"If I get touched again in this state, I'll really be finished."

She was still in the mood to joke at this time, but even in her joking tone, one could hear the weakness in it.

Lütjens sighed secretly, his warship had really reached its limit.

"Don't you want to take a rest?" Lütjens turned his head disapprovingly, intending to persuade his secretary ship to take a rest, but he did not see her.

Lütjens was stunned.

Although he could not see anyone, Bismarck's voice continued to speak in Lütjens' ear.

If the voice wasn't so familiar, I would have been scared.

"I'm just taking a rest." Bismarck chuckled, "It's easier this way."

"Just keep going, it's okay, I can still control the minesweeper."

"Besides, if it comes to fire control corrections, I can do that too."

The captain was silent for a long time and said nothing. He just nodded vigorously, walked silently to the steering gear, and firmly grasped the steering wheel of the Bismarck battleship under his feet.

"Everyone, pass on the orders to each other! Those who can still move and have no missions, go to the artillery positions and damage control teams!"

"We must now allow the Bismarck battleship to safely land in the blind spot outside the western port of Alexandria!"

"For the battleship Bismarck! We will never give up!"

Lütjens' order came through the emergency intercom of the Bismarck battleship!

Soon, voices came in twos and threes from the microphone. Although the responses were sporadic due to the location and the time of transmission, one could still hear the roars filled with united fighting spirit.

"It seems that I can still be saved..." Bismarck was silent.

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"Lindeman! My sister is dying! Wuuwu..."

Tizi was tugging at Lindman's sleeve and was already crying.

"Alas." Lindeman also gritted his teeth, looking helpless.

Apart from 320 armor-piercing shells, including 80 guided shells, Tizi's current ammunition reserves basically only have a few rounds left even if he tries to save as much as possible.

"Tizi, go ask right now! Did the commander and your sister tell you what to do?"

"Well, yes, the commander said that he wanted to find a place to land near Alexandria Harbor and asked us to suppress the Alexandria Fort at all costs..."

Tizi thought about it for a moment, and immediately shook the hand that was pulling Lindeman's arm even more violently: "Lindman, let's go and suppress him! Quickly let my sister find a place to go to the beach so that we can rescue him!"

"Suppress the artillery?"

Speaking of artillery, Lindemann was very clear. In the fortress of Alexandria, there were three twin-mounted 381mm artillery and six 155mm guns. In addition, there was a mine belt in the area outside Alexandria.

When bombarding this area before, Lindman had asked Tizi to check the location of the mine belt here. Finally, it was discovered that within a range of 32 to 24 kilometers around Alexandria Port, except for a reserved access channel, other places were densely packed with mines!

Moreover, this distance is just within the effective range of the fortress turrets - the accuracy of the fortress guns is far superior to that of the battleships! Even compared with the ship girls, the gap is minimal! !

"Tizi, have you told Bismarck about the minefield?"

"I told her. My sister said she could still handle those mines and asked us to concentrate on suppressing the artillery positions."

Lindemann thought about it and realized that indeed, the artillery position was the biggest threat right now. Bismarck was not charging at full speed, so hiding from the minefield should not be a problem.

"Well, Tizi, when we attack the turret later, it will depend on your guided armor-piercing shells! Got it?" Lindemann turned around and looked at Tizi beside him and said, "This time it depends on you!!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of it!" Tizi stared at the direction of the Alexandria Fortress with an unhappy face, gnashing his teeth and muttering, "Damn British."

Lindman suddenly wondered if his hamster was taking its anger out on the British.

However, this is better than suffering from stay-at-home syndrome.

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"Tirpitz! Lindemann! I've sent the attack team over!"

Suddenly, a cold female voice came from the radio - Zeppelin!

"I have sent out my last five JU-87s, as well as twelve FW-190s. The team is led by Bar and Tinolt. Call them if you need anything!"

"Got it! Speaking of which, we are the ones directing the air battles in this area!" Lindemann replied with a smile, dropped the radio, leaned on the windowsill, and looked up at the sky. Just above the Tirpitz, in the blue sky, more than a dozen faint white tail clouds, thousands of meters high in the sky, formed a neat formation and surpassed him, heading towards the port of Alexandria!

"Air control team, climb high and prepare for air combat! Also, brothers from JG-26 and JG-53 squadrons at Deba Airport, if there is a fight, remember to count me in!"

"Attack team, attack, target right in front! Get rid of all those damn artillery positions!"

After switching to the tactical channel, the radio received orders from two commanders to their subordinates to start fighting.

And soon, on the radio, it seemed that people from the Air Force also began to greet Bal and Tinolt?

"Lieutenant Colonel Barr from GR-186? I'm Malcha from JG-53!!"

"Hey, it's Captain Malcha. We worked well together in Tobruk, right?" Hearing that he seemed to be an acquaintance, Barr laughed twice and said, "We have to cover Tinort's dive bombers to blow up the British artillery. By the way, who is in charge of the air battle here now?"

"The air defense guide on the Tirpitz is in charge of the command now, and the guide on the shore a little further south is the guide from the Africa Corps. But the main focus is on the Tirpitz, after all, it has radar. Now, I say, your bombers need cover, so we will come over to help later - now we are going to the Africa Corps first, and we are the first wave of interception team. And Matrou will also have a batch of BF-110 interceptors coming later to help you intercept the bombers! How is it?"

"Then we thank you! If you need any help, please call us!" Barr thanked him. "The Zeppelin can send out another group of fighters later."

"We're all from the Air Force, you're welcome! Hahahaha!"

Listening to the communication between the two leading planes in the sky, Lindemann was somewhat relieved. Come to think of it, many people had some opinions about the fact that the pilots of GR-186 were all from the Air Force, but now it seems that at least there are no problems in the combat coordination.

Is it true that multi-unit and cross-service joint operations are the mainstream?

"Order! Battleship Tirpitz advances at full speed! Attack the target Alexander Battery! Also send a telegram to Heyer on the (Italian) Prinz Eugen. We are going to suppress the battery now. Let him command the two Italian light cruisers to support Rommel first! Wait until we suppress the battery first!"

Lindemann, who had regained his captain's aura, began to issue combat orders. Following his orders, the battleship Tirpitz broke away from the queue and rushed straight towards the port of Alexandria!

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Following the officer's orders, the sweaty sailors used the ramrods to push the heavy armor-piercing shells into the gun barrels of the Tirpitz battleship. The four 380mm main guns on the front deck were raised to the maximum elevation angle.

The distance to the port of Alexandria is rapidly approaching.

In the formation, the two Italian cruisers led by Haye were also on the left side of Bismarck, forming a simple defensive formation one after the other. They raised their anti-aircraft guns, which were also equipped with VT fuses (imported from Germany according to the agreement), and bombarded the British positions with their sixteen 152 main guns.

Although the reaction time and accuracy of the bombardment could not be compared with the Bismarck and Tirpitz, Heyer did not say anything. He was completely numb.

Even the Tirpitz, which was running low on ammunition, or the severely injured Bismarck, were still firing! The strongholds of the British positions on the shore were still being destroyed one after another!

As for the range-washing barrage AOE attack, which does not require technical skills but requires a large number of shells, the Duke of Aosta and the Prince Eugen are completely relaxed and happy...

Under the cover of artillery fire, the tanks of the African Corps and the infantry riding on trucks followed the Indian and New Zealand soldiers who were already in chaos, and pursued them straight along the coastal road to the rear!

Chapter 471: Stalemate

Under the cover of the smoke of the battlefield and the deliberately released smoke screen, the British army couldn't tell whether they were their own people or not, and they even hesitated to open fire!

These were colonial troops known for their arrogance and bravery. Although Indians were treated as second-class citizens, as for New Zealanders - you have to know that on the battlefield, Australians, New Zealanders, Indians and South Africans accounted for half of Auchinleck's troops!

You know, Auchinleck himself is now opposed by the colonial governors!

Since the British Empire had something like the Privy Council, which was in charge of colonial affairs, naturally no one wanted to be sent to a military court for opening fire on friendly colonial forces!

Even so, the British army could not say that they had no way to deal with it. They assembled a large number of mortars on the battlefield, intending to use mortars to block the infantry following the German tanks, then rely on the defense of the fortress to let their own fleeing soldiers pass, and finally blow up the isolated German tanks. If the German tanks were concerned about the infantry, they would just separate from their own fleeing soldiers! At that time, they could call on their own artillery and aircraft to wash the ground without limit!

However, the problem was that the two warships on the sea were a huge threat to the British. Under such circumstances, the Germans should not have dared to open fire. After all, the power of the naval guns was so great that if they hit their own people, it would be a very heavy loss. However, the German warships did not stop at all!

"This damn fascist fleet! Why don't they ever hit their own people?!"

Ideals are full of hope, but reality is helpless...

"That is how the matter?"

The soldiers of the British and German armies who were fighting turned their heads and saw a huge figure on the sea not far away, burning with flames and dragging with thick smoke, heading towards the direction of Alexandria Port behind them. Some people quickly recognized that it was the flagship of the Mediterranean Fleet, the Bismarck. Her original majestic appearance now looked like a torch. However, even though she was covered in flames, Bismarck continued to fire.

From time to time, there was a dull explosion in front, and then a huge column of water shot up into the sky.

A little ahead of her, there were two slightly smaller warships.

Although the British positions also had 12-pound howitzers and 35-pound field guns, this weak firepower could not cause any significant damage to the warships, and the British were not stupid enough to use their land artillery to challenge the naval guns.

Moreover, the three warships were constantly spraying out fierce fireballs, which turned into a meteor-like barrage of bullets, sweeping across the British positions!

Especially the Bismarck and Tirpitz!

Although the bombardment was not fierce, the bombardment, which came in groups of three or two, was terribly accurate!

The shells accurately covered the area around the British positions, and balls of flames exploded one after another on the British positions!

Human body parts flew everywhere in a shower of blood!

Even in the rays of sunlight that came through the cracks in the smoke, cruel blood-red rainbows appeared.

One after another, the positions that tried to resist stubbornly were destroyed along with the lives of the soldiers in the flames and smoke of the artillery bombardment!

When those true warriors who dared to resist turned into smoke, the other Indian and New Zealand soldiers who were still fleeing suddenly became like headless flies!

But this is not the end yet, on the sea, there are two light cruisers covering the AOE range in a direct range!

Although the Indian soldiers are good at individual combat, and the New Zealand soldiers dare to fight with bayonets with the Japanese devils, who can be called orc soldiers in terms of character, but in the face of the suppression of warships' naval guns, the flesh and blood bodies exposed in the wild are nothing!