Bismarck

Although, he himself knew that the clothes of the ship girls were not actually real clothes, but just projections of armored steel, so how they wanted to be dressed depended entirely on her mood.

Although he had this awareness, Lindman, who was despised by his own hamster, always felt that something was wrong.

Knowing that her captain was in a daze, the Queen of the North in the Glacier Canyon slightly curved her indifferent mouth, but the grapes on her mouth could not change her sharp-tongued hamster nature. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Lindman, who was in a daze with one big eye and one small eye (0_o), with a look of disdain: "Well, now, besides fighting, do you think we can escape?"

"you……"

"Stop talking so much. Now it's just me, my sister and the missiles. Besides, don't tell me you don't want to fight, okay?"

"Oh, girl, you're rebelling! Do you think I don't know that you want to launch the missiles now to avoid them from exploding during the bombing?" Lindman, who was both angry and amused by the ridicule of his own hamster, laughed out loud.

He pointed to the position where the missile was directed and shouted, "Go, tell your sister that we are applying to launch a missile attack. First, we will shoot down their radar sentries that guide the aircraft, and then concentrate our firepower on attacking their warships. It doesn't matter if a few missiles can't hit the ship. I don't believe that we can't hurt their Lion-class warships with thirty or forty missiles... Wait, what are you looking at!"

Just as Lindeman was grimacing with anger, the pink-haired Queen of Loneliness in the North gave him an indifferent look. Then she continued as usual, sniffing softly, slightly curling the corners of her mouth, and leaning gently on his back.

The only difference was that what she was holding in her hand seemed to be a blindfold that she had pulled from the "guide position" over there.

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"...Missile attack? First destroy the radar sentry ship that is directing their air battle, and then use numbers to defeat their ship girls?!"

After hearing Lindemann's battle plan forwarded by his secretary, Lütjens blinked in confusion. He felt that this approach was quite in line with the straightforward nature of himself as a former adjutant and old subordinate.

What does it mean when there is a disagreement?

Actually, this is not something that cannot be considered. After all, in the missile attack just now, Bismarck's C turret (Karl) was hit and stuck, and Eugen and Grapes also had some water ingress. And this wave of air strikes is several times stronger than the previous one! Even if this voyage is very full of jammers and towed jammers, it will still be very dangerous.

Those missile boxes, under such high-density air strikes, would easily explode once hit. Even if they were lucky enough not to explode, the damaged fleet would find it difficult to break through the interception line formed by several cutting-edge battleships of the opposing home fleet led by ship girls. So it seems that launching missiles to beat their ship girls into standing in the punishment line before the air strike comes is a solution.

The only problem is that the anti-ship missiles have a hard time hitting a carrier, so they can hit a destroyer, but can they hit that Lion-class ship? !

With doubts in his heart, Lütjens looked at his own battleship with an inquiring look.

Bismarck blinked her eyes and asked Prince Eugen, who was lying on the table and looked a little dizzy, over the WIFI:

"Eugen, when you were guiding the missile attack just now, did you see their ship girl?"

"This? I saw it. It flew over her head, but she didn't intercept it... I don't know why, but she looked so stupid..."

Eugen, who was dizzy after the car race, said excitedly, although even his eyes were still a little ahe.

Seeing Top squatting beside her, rubbing her back to help her breathe, even though there was a powerful enemy at hand, the Persian cat twitched his mouth inexplicably, and always felt that this scene was a little inexplicably subtle...

However, if the new ship girl on the opposite side cannot receive the missile salvo, this is good news!

The warhead of the missile on our side, whether it is the 330 kg high-explosive bomb or the 283 kg blitzkrieg (modified from the previous Shane 330 main gun shell), the power of a single shot is indeed insufficient. Even if three or four missiles hit at the same time, the damage to the British carrier is not particularly serious.

But, as Tizi said, if three or four shots are not enough, then what about thirty or forty shots?

If you think about it, even if it is yourself, if you are hit by thirty or forty missiles, even if you don’t sink, you will be seriously injured or even lose the fighting power of zombies!

Thinking of this, the corners of Bismarck's mouth curled up slightly, and he even nodded vigorously at his captain.

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At the same time, on the other side of the sea, Zeppelin was struggling to hold on, her plane having suffered serious damage.

"Tsk... It seems that I have fallen into trouble this time. But..."

Under the siege of British fighter planes, the speed of the damaged reconnaissance plane had dropped seriously. Behind it, sixty fighter planes from five or six squadrons were still chasing it relentlessly. Listening to the various English voices coming from the radio such as "Catch her, don't let the Edelweiss Witch get away...", and trying hard to avoid the hail of bullets from behind, Zeppelin's eyes gradually became impatient.

"Tsk, don't think I can't do anything to you just because I'm unarmed..." She spat. She had rarely experienced the feeling of being chased and beaten. This was a rare experience!

Listening to the chat on the WIFI about missile warfare ideas, staring at the British aircraft carrier formation that had turned around and was preparing for a new wave of carrier-based aircraft to take off, and sensing the five battleships and eight destroyers on the northern sea and sky line 140 kilometers away, which were rushing towards his own fleet to intercept, Zeppelin, who was dodging the pursuit from behind, gritted his teeth secretly, and with a thought, he connected to the communication channel of the sisters.

"Bismarck, don't hesitate. Launching missiles means... their battleships are coming towards you. They are located in area XXX. It is estimated that they will be only 200 kilometers away from you in 15 minutes at 4 o'clock... Their fighters have been chasing me for more than half an hour. I guess they don't have much fuel left. They can't attack again in the short term... I can find a way to deal with the second aircraft carrier formation, and the rest is up to you!"

"...Wait, what are you going to do?!" After getting Lütjens' permission, the three Bismarck sisters, who were discussing the missile attack plan with Tizi and Eugen, were all stunned.

"What do you want to do?" Tirpitz also spoke.

"...You can launch a missile attack. You can predict the course, speed and position without my guidance of the missiles! As for me... You know the Battle of Newcastle. It's nothing more than destroying a reconnaissance plane. I won't die!" Zeppelin sneered.

"Zeppelin wants to use kamikaze again?" Bismarck muttered.

Under the blonde hair, the originally cold Zeppelin's smile was even a little cruel. She moved the joystick to the left, and rolled to avoid another burst of Hispano machine gun fire. Then she changed her course and dived in reverse. Following the North Atlantic gale at an altitude of 4,000 meters, the reconnaissance plane, with the throttle pushed to the top, rushed straight towards the direction of the British Second Carrier Formation!

In her eyes, one hundred kilometers away on the sea, three British aircraft carriers were lining up in formation against the southwest wind of the North Atlantic. And their flight decks were now densely packed with aircraft that were about to take off and were armed with live ammunition!

"If we could fire one more shot at this time... it would be one less shot anyway! What a pity, this reconnaissance plane doesn't have a machine gun, otherwise we could sweep through this formation and blow up one, and the entire flight deck would explode!"

Seeing Zeppelin riding away at the cost of his own life, the fifty or sixty planes behind him were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions suddenly changed:

"Oh my god! The Edelweiss Witch rushed towards the aircraft carrier!"

"This... She is planning a suicide attack! Aircraft carrier, pay attention! Aircraft carrier, pay attention!"

"Where are the escort fighters?! Go intercept them!"

"...But, but, sir, we are escort fighters..."

“…I @#￥%%…”

With the British people's frantic "BGM accompaniment" on the radio, the speed of Edelweiss Witch began to get faster and faster.

The iron wings cut through the endless strong wind blowing in the sky...

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"Bismarck, missiles launched!"

"Tirpitz, missiles launch!"

The air battle in the sky was getting closer and closer, and the UFOs on the sea surface were also rising into the sky. The black powder catapults in the missile launch box were roaring, pushing the modified V1 anti-ship missiles that were spewing flames into the darkest sky before dawn. The captains of the four warships stood in front of the portholes, watching all the missiles in this wave disappear into the night, leaving only the sparks of fire on the sea and sky, while enduring the torment of anxiety in their hearts, praying for the success of the battle.

The current war situation is extremely bad both in terms of strategy and tactics, but the reality of the current strategic situation is that the German Navy cannot be separated and defeated one by one. In addition, in order to delay the British Air Force as much as possible, the German Air Force has also invested most of the main forces of the Norwegian Air Force. Giving up anything is impossible.

If an air raid by an aircraft carrier is unavoidable, all we can do now is to try our best to prevent the enemy ship girl from providing command for the bombardment.

As the captains watched the missiles fly away, in the sky farther away, some unexpected but expected "flashes" that were getting closer and closer seemed to be telling us that another cruel war was about to come...

Chapter 805: Zeppelin Commands the Battle

...3:50 in the morning...

When Zeppelin covered her arm with one hand and supported the wall with the other, she walked out of the empty pilot waiting room with a cruel and crazy smile on her face. In the surprised eyes of the sailors and ground crew, she staggered and slowly moved towards the passage leading to the command center.

Only a group of sailors were left there, staring at each other, as if something was wrong:

"When did the instructor come back?"

"I don't know, maybe just now...?"

"But...what about the reconnaissance plane she flew out? What about the No. 04 reconnaissance plane? Even if it was moved, it couldn't have been so fast, right?"

"Why do I always feel like you know too much?"

Although she felt so painful all over because of the kamikaze that hit the opponent's aircraft carrier, but even though she had reached the stairs, the Edelweiss Witch's perception made her, although she didn't want her ears to become very sharp, hear the whispering of those rascals behind her.

And because something wrong with the way he came back was exposed, a # sign instantly appeared on his embarrassed forehead.

"I say, if you guys have time to grumble, why don't you hurry up and tow my 'Edelweiss' to the runway and check if it's full of fuel and ammunition. I'll go up to the captain and take off to fight - we're facing a great enemy, hurry up!"

Although this shout made even Zeppelin himself feel that he was a little angry and timid. However, the military rule is that the higher the rank, the more powerful the person, not to mention that Zeppelin was a colonel and a regiment commander.

Seeing that the wing commander got angry, the sailors did not dare to be negligent. They quickly responded with "yes, yes, yes" and ran to the flight deck.

By the way, because Zeppelin had to be deployed frequently, the Edelweiss fighter was always fully fueled and fully ammunitioned, and was parked in the parking area on the flight deck.

In fact, it doesn’t take too much effort to check.

--3:52 AM-----

"Zeppelin, when did you come back? Wait, you're like this...?"

Bangtai, who was already exhausted from commanding the battle, was shocked to see Zeppelin appearing in front of him in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Remember that I didn't receive any contact from Zeppelin asking for landing? And the eight fighters on the flight deck had only taken off not long ago. Now the last few planes just pulled out of the hangar have just been brought up to the deck, and there is no place to land?

Moreover, the Zeppelin in front of him seemed a little bit strange.

She is an aircraft carrier, so even if the thickness of her armor is not as good as Bismarck and the other three, it is not too bad. But...why does it look like something hit her flight deck hard at a speed of 650 kilometers per hour, and she was also severely blown up by the explosion of fighter planes all over the flight deck?

Looking at Bangtai's puzzled look,

"Nothing, it's just that they have an aircraft carrier to stand in as punishment - as for the specifics, don't ask!"

In fact, she was very thin-skinned, and the number on the forehead of a certain aircraft carrier, which was as thin as the armor of her flight deck, changed from a # to a bunch of #s of different sizes. Moreover, she tried to change the subject:

"I'm fine. I can go out and join the battle later. Captain, what's the situation now?"

"It's terrible, they are less than 70 kilometers away from us... The boys have suffered heavy losses, but they are still holding on, they are all great..." Speaking of the battle situation, not only Zeppelin, but even Bangtai felt a little sad.

They are all pilots who have been trained with great effort...

But now, there is no time to be sentimental.

"There are at most thirty planes left in the sky. There are three more in the hangar that have been urgently repaired and can be deployed - including you, there are exactly four. As for the remaining dozen or so, it is estimated that they will not be able to get out this time..."

Counting the number of planes and looking at the runway below, Bangtai shook his head and continued, "The commander has adjusted the formation. Bismarck and Eugen are responsible for close-in defense artillery interception, Grape launches missiles and interference, and we are at the end - you should take off quickly. After takeoff, we will turn around to avoid the range of their first wave of missiles (coming from the south)..."

Knowing the urgency of the military situation, Qi Bolin nodded and said, "I understand. I'll set off right away!"

While she was talking, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared in the command room, leaving Bangtai stunned.

But soon, a cold voice came from the radio in his hand:

"I am the commander of the GR-186 wing, Zeppelin! I will now take over the command of the air battle! Next, I will direct everyone's flight path, and we will attack while gathering..."

As this cold voice sounded in the communication channel, the pilots, who were already extremely anxious, instantly perked up.

"Eh? Is it the instructor? Brothers, the instructor is back!"

"Okay, okay! Instructor, we're waiting for you!"

"The instructor is here to guide us in combat? That's great... Come to think of it, everyone, have we been spoiled by the instructor's guidance? It's dark in the middle of the night, the radar is so close, and the instructor can't report the exact position... Although I know the air traffic control is working hard, I always feel nervous when I'm fighting..."

"You're not the only one who has this idea, Buckhorn... Without the instructor's guidance, I can't find a place to help you..."

"Grislavsky, when did you become like Buckhorn and Rudel, the only thing short of crying and begging for abuse?"

"Graf, don't laugh at me. Where is your little brother Hartman now?"

"They're right next to me. Luckily we didn't get separated... I won't say any more. There are too many of them!"

"Don't be afraid of the large number of planes, just follow my command - the other few who want to be tortured, you will have a lot of practice after this battle!" Listening to these guys getting more and more shameless as they chatted, Zeppelin felt a little embarrassed: "Now I'm leading the team to take off! Everyone, follow my orders!"

"Oh, I see!"

Orders were issued one after another, and pilots one after another said they understood. The continuous "Understood!" voices came from the radio headset, finally bringing Bangtai back to his senses from his daze.

Right under Bangtai's feet in front of the porthole, the planes on the flight deck had already started their propellers, and one after another roared out of the flight deck and rushed towards the direction of the enemy planes. Even just by listening to the voices on the radio, Bangtai seemed to be able to imagine that in the cockpit of the leading white fighter, a woman with beige hair and a ponytail, after saluting the tower quickly, she confidently pushed the throttle on her left hand side to the full extent, and pulled the nose of the fighter up to the sky...

Suddenly, Bangtai felt that the burden on his shoulders had become lighter.

3:55 AM ---

With Zeppelin's return, the last thirty or forty kilometers of interception line in the sky gradually stabilized.

After all, it is an early warning command fighter, and Zeppelin's air combat command capability is based on the premise that his perception ability can observe the entire battlefield at a glance.

Although the ground air traffic controllers had tried their best before, and under the training and guidance of Zeppelin they were all elite air command, but with only a radar chart board, their command accuracy and reaction speed were still far behind Zeppelin.

Inaccurate navigation, absolute numerical disadvantage, and complete uncertainty in the dark night air combat, it is no wonder that pilots always felt a little restrained in previous air battles - in fact, is this unconditional trust?

However, even though Zeppelin brought the last four planes into the battle to stabilize the morale of the troops, the distance was still too close after all - when Zeppelin took off, the distance between the British fleet was only over 60 kilometers, while the range of the "Bat" missile was 32 kilometers.

Even bombers can reach speeds of over 300 kilometers per hour. Even if Zeppelin climbs desperately after leaving the flight deck, she will not be able to intercept the first wave of bombers dropping bombs. She can only intercept the subsequent Allied aircraft dropping bombs, and even then, there is likely to be only one chance to intercept.

But at this time, we should just fight as much as we can.

In fact, even for the Allied bombers, the gap between the front and rear groups has a time difference that can be intercepted multiple times - as long as the height and speed are controlled, a fighter can theoretically launch head-on interceptions from the front of several enemy groups before the ammunition is exhausted. The enemy group is besieging from three directions, and even if the combat plan is thorough and the air traffic control dispatch is superb, there will inevitably be a first-come, first-served problem.

Moreover, at this moment, the Allied fighters, apart from the Mosquitoes that were escorting the heavy bombers and therefore could not even speed up, were running out of fuel for carrier-based aircraft and light fighters. Compared with the German light fighters, the biggest reliance of the Mosquitoes was actually their speed, which was not inferior to that of single-engine fighters. However, under the premise of having to escort the bombers, the Mosquitoes could not use their speed at all!

A mosquito without speed, even if it is as light as a plywood, is still a twin-engine heavy fighter - the consequences of a heavy fighter fighting with a fighter jet in this era can basically be imagined.

Although hundreds of fighters taking off from the Faroe Islands and Allied aircraft carriers had an almost absolute advantage in terms of air supremacy in the early skies, even with the advantage in numbers, after fighting for more than ten or twenty minutes in the air, some of the Allied fighters had to turn around and retreat due to combat distance and fuel consumption - if they didn't leave, they would run out of fuel.

Although the surviving German fighters also consumed a lot of energy, they were fighting on their own doorstep after all. Even though they consumed a lot of fuel, they were still able to persist in fighting.

As the Allied fighters began to withdraw, the pressure on the remaining 186 aircraft of GR- Wing suddenly decreased. With Zeppelin's command, these remaining fighters gradually gathered into several small groups, on the one hand, they protected each other and resisted the siege of the Allied fighters from all sides, and on the other hand, they moved around the Allied bombers like wandering wolves, harassing the enemy's formation and coordination as much as possible.

Although the Allied bombers suffered little loss under their harassment, the overall formation inevitably became a little bit chaotic.

Although the distance has been shortened again and again, and the leading bomber is only a little over 40 kilometers away from the German Evil Spirit Fleet, even so, according to conservative estimates, it will take until 3:59 to barely bring the Evil Spirit Fleet into the range of the Bat anti-ship missiles.