Bismarck

"Yes!" the navigator responded

I ran on the vast sea again. The weather was not very good when I entered the Baltic Sea. The waves were high and the wind was strong. There were swells. My huge ship was like a leaf in front of nature. It rushed up the waves from time to time, fell into the trough, and flew through the waves at high speed. When the bow fell, the splashing waves even covered the entire ship.

I kept bouncing up and down, but the speed was still tightly maintained at 37 knots. All crew members were prohibited from going on deck during the test. The impact of the waves at this time was enough to twist the railings as thick as three fingers. If someone was on the deck, there would be only one consequence - being swept into the sea.

My perception scans my ship's hull every once in a while to prevent any parts from being shattered by the waves. However, this is almost impossible to happen on a battleship. I scanned the hull several times and the only thing I found was that many new recruits were lying on the floor in pain.

I was afraid that someone would vomit directly on the boat, so I kept an eye on them. But later I saw that they were all trying their best to hold back, and even if they couldn't help it, they would grab a trash can, so I was relieved.

Well, as long as you don't dirty my body, you can do whatever you want. I generously let them go, but if someone spits on me and suddenly trips over a bump on the floor when walking next time, you can't blame me.

Because of my high-speed sailing again, we arrived at Kiel Harbor more than an hour earlier. The veterans and admirals were fine, after all, they were experienced in wind and waves, and they were still chatting and laughing. But it was the young men who had just boarded the ship who suffered. They had planned to go to the bar in Kiel Harbor to have fun and find some girls, but now they were lying on their beds with pale faces and half dead. To put it more seriously, they were just venting their anger.

Yes, it was bad luck. We encountered strong winds and waves as soon as we got on the boat.

Captain Lindemann said

"Yes, Captain."

"How are those guys now? I remember a group of new recruits just got on board, and these winds and waves should be very tough on them," the Admiral said in a casual tone.

I saw Lindman was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react to what his boss meant. Sure enough, the serious-looking Admiral is not suitable for caring for others. I know that you have a warm heart, but why is your tone even more terrifying than when you are scolding people?

Lindemann suppressed his smile and walked out of the bridge. He accepted the captain's order to go downstairs and comfort the new recruits.

The sailors from three squads stood at my bow, middle and tail respectively. I slowly and diagonally approached the dock. When the distance was less than 40 meters, they all threw out the ropes in their hands.

The cable drew a parabola and landed accurately on the dock, where shore staff were already waiting. They quickly tied the cable to the mooring post and gestured to the bridge.

My speed is close to zero.

"Left one step forward." Lindemann stood on the bridge and estimated the distance and ordered

"Left car one step forward"

The gearbox was closed, my left shaft started to turn, and I slowly moved forward to the right.

"parking!"

“Stop the car!”

"squeak--"

After the car stopped, my body continued to move forward due to inertia, but was restrained by the cable, so it was pulled towards the dock. The cable hanging in the air made a creaking sound after being tightened, and I was really worried that it would not be able to bear my weight and break.

After several rounds of this, I was able to dock at the port of Kiel. The propeller of the warship did not have a 90-degree turning function, so we could only dock in this troublesome way. This is also a basic lesson for every captain and vice-captain. Some captains who did not have a good foundation could not dock for a long time, but Lindemann was still very good and successfully docked several times.

"Clean up, all crew members start cleaning"

The first thing Lindemann did after docking was to issue an order to clean the hull. After sailing at sea, a lot of seawater splashed on me. Salt water has a strong corrosive effect on steel, which is also a common practice after ships return to port.

A large amount of fresh water was pumped onto the ship, and the new recruits gathered in groups of three or four with hoses to wash the bulkheads and decks. The veterans and junior officers got off the ship and went somewhere to have fun, as they had never been assigned this kind of work.

The captain finally got off the bridge. He did not go to rest first, but came to Deck Zero and walked around the ship. I followed him secretly because I had nothing to do. It was boring to watch myself, but the reactions of those recruits to the admiral were very interesting.

"Sir!" A new recruit who was concentrating on rushing to the deck suddenly saw a person passing by him. He looked up and saw that it was the captain. He was so scared that he immediately stood at attention and saluted. The water hose in his hand dropped and almost sprayed water on the admiral.

I burst out laughing beside me.

The Admiral glanced at him expressionlessly. Actually, this was his usual expression, but in the eyes of the recruit, he probably thought that his captain was angry. I noticed with my sharp eyes that both of his legs were already trembling.

I squatted down holding my stomach, and laughed without any image. The admiral's pressure was really strong.

"Do a good job." The admiral looked at him for a while and said three words lightly.

“Yes…Yes!”

As night fell, the sea breeze gradually picked up.

I sat on the railing and looked at the dock. The sailors who went out for fun had not returned yet. Only some personnel on duty were left on the ship. I had a week here, and the mission was not urgent. Lindemann did not force them to come back early. They knew that everyone was tired from the sea trials these days - this was also why he was popular among the sailors. On my ship, the captain and the deputy chief were a white-faced and a black-faced. The admiral represented absolute majesty, while the deputy chief was liked by most people. It was a good partner.

"Artillery testing will be carried out in a few days"

"Should I let Lütjens know of my existence?" I held my chin and pondered this question.

I was afraid that he would expose my existence, and in order to improve the combat effectiveness of other warships, he would let me be taken away by those people from the Academy of Sciences. Although whether they could be caught or not was another matter, I couldn't escape from here.

On the other hand, as a warship, if you want to exert your strength, you must be in tune with the captain. Other warships can only rely on the captain himself, but I have my own consciousness, which is the best. I can also take the opportunity to reveal a little about the Rhine Operation to him, which will be of great help in surviving the final battle in the future.

There is a struggle between heaven and man!

I scratched my hair in distress.

Just go and say it!

I finally made this decision. After weighing the pros and cons, I still think it is better to let him know my existence, but I have to tell him that he must keep the circle of people who know about me within a small range.

I don't mind other people knowing about my existence, but definitely not too much.

If you don't agree, I can only use threats, such as asking you to sink yourself.

I stood up and straightened my clothes.

The German military uniform is not exaggerated. When I was in college, I was particularly fascinated by the German military uniform. Now I wear it myself and find that it is not so out of place for women to wear it. I actually look a little heroic in the gray uniform, but I cut the trousers into hot pants, and my chest, ahem, seems to be squeezed a little uncomfortable. After all, it is men's clothing. If I wear it at the airport, it is no problem. For me, I can only - endure it!

I walked to the door of the captain's room and transformed into a physical form.

Even though I always feel no pressure when spying, I'm still a little scared when I actually face the captain.

Thinking of the scene when his eyes really swept over me, my heart started beating fast.

I raised my right hand and prepared to knock on the door

Why do I feel my hands shaking?

No, this must be an illusion, I told myself, I just wasn't ready.

Well, not ready.

I adjusted my hat again and resigned myself to my fate.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Enter!" Admiral's voice came from inside.

After getting a response, I opened the door and walked in.

"Who are you?" He was writing a document and raised his head when he heard my footsteps.

I felt his brows frown, as if he didn't expect that it was a girl who came in. There were no women on our boat.

My heart tightened and I felt a huge pressure, but I didn't show it.

I put my hands in front of my stomach, bowed slightly, and smiled with eight teeth.

"General, Bismarck is reporting in."

Chapter 8: Deep Conversation

I had a "pleasant and in-depth" conversation with Lütjens.

"Bismarck? I remember that I didn't ask the higher-ups to allow female crew members to come on board. Can you explain how you got here? Hmm? Miss SS?"

Well, I seemed to hear a strong sense of sarcasm. It seems that the rumors are true. Most officers of the Wehrmacht seem to be indifferent to the SS.

He seemed to think I was a crew member who had come to report for duty, and an SS soldier at that.

I carefully considered my words and decided to get straight to the point.

"Sir, I must regretfully tell you that I am not a crew member of your ship," I said.

The Admiral had now fully raised his head, his military uniform hanging on the hanger, with only his white shirt underneath, leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes fixed on mine.

"If you really count, you are my crew member," I said with a smile

He seemed amused and sneered, "Go on."

I glanced at the silver Browning pistol on his desk. It was a good thing that he didn't intend to touch it. At least he didn't treat me as an assassin.

I suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice

"Sir, I am the warship under your feet, the Bismarck"

"Military police, arrest this man"

The Admiral looked at me in silence for a while, then suddenly said

I knew there were military police on duty not far away, and soon after he spoke, someone came running over quickly, but this was exactly what I wanted.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The military police knocked on the door. The door lock was clicking but it couldn't be opened.

Don't bother trying, the door has long been controlled by my will

"Mr. Admiral, they can't get in. I mean no harm, you should be able to see that." I lowered my voice, trying to sound harmless and sincere. "I know you won't believe it, so I'm here to prove it."

"Please ask them to leave first. I don't want others to know my existence."

The Admiral stared at me for a while, as if to judge my credibility. I calmly let him look at me. After a while, he said to the people outside

"It's okay, you guys go."

The noise outside the door soon died down.

"Sir, to show my sincerity, you can take your Browning in your hand." I nodded at the pistol.

"No need," the captain snorted, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"I did come to meet you, but unfortunately you didn't believe me." I said with a regretful look.

"You want me to believe that you are the Bismarck battleship? Fifty thousand tons?" He sneered. "Tell me your purpose and I can consider it. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this ship."

"Well, let me show you some facts," I said. "Seeing is believing. Let's use facts to explain everything."

As soon as I finished speaking, the bulkhead beside the door began to twist under my control, like the waves on the sea. The bulkheads on both sides liquefied and slowly closed in the middle, and soon covered the entire wooden door. Now his room was a complete iron box.

The captain had a blank expression, as if nothing had happened.

But I knew from his heartbeat that he must be shocked. It is inevitable that ordinary people would be surprised when seeing supernatural phenomena, but he was able to remain expressionless in this situation. He really deserves to be a superior with good psychological quality.

I gave it a thumbs up.

"Sir, you can go check it out. It's not some magic trick," I said with a smile.

"No need, I believe you have sealed the room," the captain said in a deep voice. Are you starting to believe what I say?

"Witch?" he asked

I smiled and shook my head.

Keep going, and the will spread to the engine room.

At this time, there were only a few recruits on duty in the engine room, and they were all playing cards. This just proved my role - when no one was there, the three huge main engines would start up automatically.

Will enveloped the main engine. I did not start it according to their normal procedures, but directly injected heavy oil into the combustion chamber at high pressure. This was faster.

As they laughed loudly while holding the poker cards, they did not notice that the engine startup procedure had already started automatically. By the time they reacted, the engine startup had reached an irreversible state. Instantly, a huge roar spread out.

"What's going on?" One of the recruits yelled and rushed to the control room, ready to use the emergency switch to shut down the engine. How could I let him do that? In an instant, all the controls were disconnected from the engine, and he pressed the red switch in vain, but there was no response.

"Report quickly, the engine room is out of control!"

The entire ship could clearly feel the start of the three powerful engines, and I believe the Admiral must know what was happening.

Jingle Bell--

The captain picked up the phone immediately and looked at me. I immediately made an innocent expression, indicating that he should continue and not worry about me.

"What happened?" he asked, frowning.

The person who called was the chief engineer. He was sweating as he reported the situation in the engine room. I heard him say, "There was no one in the engine room just now, but the engine suddenly started on its own, and all controls failed. It was really a ghost."

Oh, how pitiful!

"Please don't worry, I didn't connect the spindle, there will be no problem," I kindly reminded.

The captain was silent for a while, then said "I know" into the phone.

He hung up the phone and looked at me

"what have you done"

"Sir, since you don't believe me, I have no choice but to do something to make you believe me," I said "wrongly".

It seems that he has believed that I did it. I silently drew a V in my heart.

"Your Excellency, you should know that under normal circumstances it is impossible to start three huge steam turbines without thirty to fifty people." I explained this fact.