Bismarck

Moreover, the order and "length" of the three aircraft groups attacking from three directions determined that it would take at least ten minutes to complete the bombing.

Rather...

"Attention, fleet. This is the radar sentinel ship. This is the last navigation point correction before the air raid! At present... (a noisy sound of %＃￥…＆ can be heard faintly from the radio)... DUANG!!... rustle... rustle... rustle..."

Suddenly, there was no sound on the radio, and the British pilots suddenly felt inexplicably panicked. They grabbed the radio microphones and shouted desperately: "Air traffic control? Air traffic control? What's going on?! Please answer, please answer! Damn it..."

The destroyer patrol ships that had been guiding the Allied air forces in attacks and operations suddenly stopped working one after another as the sounds of "DUANG!" "DUANG!" came from the radio!

Despite the hysterical calls of the British pilots, the air traffic controllers on the opposite radar ship were completely silent except for the rustling radio sound.

Without the guidance of the destroyer's radar, the Allied pilots in the dark night suddenly felt their eyes go dark (sure)

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“It’s hit…”

One of the ones that was leaning limply on Lindemann's north side weakly raised its little paw and stretched out two fingers.

And at some point, she put on a layer of hamster skin over the black leather jacket.

Not only Lindmann's mouth was twitching, even Bismarck in the WIFI felt his eyes twitching.

This girl is definitely not from Sichuan! Sichuan people change their faces, but you just change your skin - in every sense of the word!

Seeing the missile approaching, Tizi couldn't operate the close-in defense gun because he had to guide the missile. The Persian cat, who was worried about his sister, came over to take a look, and what he saw was that this girl couldn't be serious for less than three minutes.

However, the effect of this round of missile strikes, judging from what I heard on the radio and the movements of the enemy aircraft that I scanned with my own radar, seems to be quite good?

Although the British destroyer patrol fleet was less than 150 kilometers away from the missile launch point, at least in this way, the turn of the fleet would always cause the British to have some delay, right?

On the battlefield, sometimes what matters most is the probability of a “little bit” of error in coordination - speaking of which, the four sisters on my side are all ship girls, and the efficiency of coordination between them can be said to be unparalleled.

Every time they escaped death or achieved the so-called "impossible victory", it was all due to the command and operational efficiency formed by the extremely tacit cooperation between the sisters.

After all, no matter how good the performance of the "hardware" is, it can only be fully utilized if various departments and warships cooperate with each other.

That was why she nailed the "C4ISR" sign on the doors of the sisters' command rooms in the first place, wasn't it?

Just as Bismarck was changing his mind, his body, under the command of his captain, followed Prince Eugen to form an outer defense arc and began to turn west to avoid the first wave of missiles flying from the south. At the same time, black shadows began to leave the wings of the British bomber opposite.

The first batch of anti-ship missile attacks has begun!

Chapter 805: No one likes the ocean of missiles

The first wave of missiles was dropped by a squadron of more than 50 bombers from Shetland or the mainland. Since there were only eight fighters to intercept at the beginning, there was almost no way to deal with the "flying fleet" composed of these bombers.

A large group of bombers dropped the 162 "Bat" anti-ship missiles they carried with almost no losses. Behind them, there was another group, just five kilometers away - that is, one minute away - also eager to try.

Moreover, in front of the Lütjens fleet, which had already turned due west, there were two other fighter squadrons with 110 heavy bombers coming from the Icelandic airport. In addition, between the two groups, there were 60 carrier-based bombers, which were at the end and the smallest in number, but in fact also posed a serious threat.

After being damaged by the initial bombing, it would be easy for it to fall if it faced the "follow-up shots" from smaller and more flexible carrier-based bombers.

After all, not all fleet commanders are named Chiaki Matsuda...

"Everyone, hold your formation! Their missiles are coming!"

Bismarck, who was at the outermost edge of the entire formation, looked at the missiles that were densely packed like locusts in the sky, and shouted to the other sisters with some courage.

Faced with so many missile attacks, even though she was a ship girl and even though she had more than ten sets of Gatling machine guns on her body, the absolutely terrifying number still made her scalp tingle.

but……

Bismarck was fighting in the air, and Tizi was guiding the missile attack - and because of Zeppelin's previous "Kamikaze", it was no longer possible to provide accurate target navigation information for the missiles. Now the position of the opponent's ship girl depended entirely on her search and prediction.

The speed of the battleship is still very fast, 915 knots means it can travel 1000 meters ( yards) per minute. The search range of the fire control radar of this era is only or kilometers ahead, and it will miss it if you are not careful - and the distance you miss can be quite far!

If the navigation guidance is invalid, we can only rely on predicting the position and hoping to "find the target in the first search". But how easy is that? ! Therefore, for the time being, we can't expect Grapes to join the battle...

Now the operation of these two ships is under the charge of their captains, but without the ability of the ship girl, it is impossible for ordinary sailors to shoot down anti-ship missiles! In addition to himself, another ship girl is online, Eugen, who can intercept missiles, but she is (compared to a battleship) thin and small, even a little frail...

No matter as the flagship or as the eldest sister among the sisters, she has to be the one at the front even if it means having to bite the bullet!

The shipgirls on the sea formed a left echelon with a distance of 3,000 meters between them. The Zeppelin was located slightly forward to the right of this left echelon. This formation even looked a bit like a variant of the "four-fingered" goose formation - because the direction of the enemy aircraft attack was a large fan from the left front to the left rear, this formation could take into account the defense of these aspects at the same time and cover the tall and bulky body of the Zeppelin aircraft carrier to the maximum extent.

Although, the few warships at the front can fully experience what is the strongest sense of oppression under the saturation attack of missiles... and the loss rate!

Missiles are coming in waves like a tide!

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One thousand eight hundred kilometers away, outside the Bay of Biscay, in the Celtic Sea.

At the same time as the Evil Spirit Fleet was being attacked by a salvo of anti-ship missiles, another British fleet was facing the same situation.

Although the radar sentry ships and other things still sounded the alarm, War-weary's own air perception ability also sensed the attack of the fleet, and was ready for battle. However, this time, the main weapon used by the Germans was the same anti-ship missile salvo as the British in the north! On the other hand, the number of aircraft assembled by the Germans also reached more than 150!

In the face of the sudden appearance of more than eighty bombers, more than seventy carrier-based fighters, and nearly two hundred missiles, whether it was the lonely radar picket ship, the escort fleet of the formation, or the slow-moving Rodney and Nelson, and the two Giant-class ships with seriously insufficient aircraft capacity, even the War-weary who was holding the line in this formation... all felt a wave of powerlessness.

In the face of the revolutionary new weapon, the British, including the war-weary British, found that their anti-aircraft firepower, which was always invincible, had almost lost all its effect in the face of the saturation attack of the extremely small but fast missiles! Even if the British fleet turned on the electronic jammer to an overload power, in the face of a salvo of nearly 200 missiles, even with the jammer, it was still hit by the German air-launched anti-ship missiles!

What's more, although the range of German air-launched anti-ship missiles is much shorter than that of the British and American "Bat", it is still beyond the range of the fleet's air defense firepower. The flight speed, penetration capability, and even the attack power of some missiles (Fritz X missiles) of German missiles are much stronger than those of "Bat"!

In the face of the missiles flying all over the sky, everyone, from the ship girls to the sailors, looked pale.

"Where are the carrier-based aircraft? Where are our carrier-based aircraft?!" On the flagship battleship HMS Warspite, Secretary Belle Dura DeSpisio looked furious.

"We've already reached the top... but they have too many planes... you know, our two giants combined are only about the same size as their one Europa... Oh no! Our aircraft carrier was hit!"

"Damn it! I will ask the Marshal to complain to the Prime Minister later. The reconnaissance plane of the Air Force was absolutely negligent!"

Looking at the two burning light aircraft carriers, and thinking about how "he didn't even get a whistle about the sudden appearance of the Kumets fleet", the frustrated War-weary punched the chart table so hard that he almost cracked the thick table.

And in the chaotic radio, the hysterical voice continued: "... Flagship, flagship, their missiles are too fast, the anti-aircraft guns can't intercept them... It's urgent, request tactical command... (Boom!!)"

The radar-guided anti-aircraft guns that were once invincible were completely useless, and even if the electronic jammers were turned to overload power, they could not resist the attacks of the powerful missiles that "got lucky". Especially those heavy Fritz Xs, weighing 1.8 tons, even if the thick-skinned battleships' main armor took the missile attack head-on, it would still make a big hole!

Then there was thick smoke, raging fire, screaming crowds, and the sound of violent explosions!

"Commander, the Rodney has been hit!"

"Rodney? Rodney?! Say something back, say something back!!..."

The hoarse shouting received no response on the radio, but a ball of fire rising into the sky from the sea not far away made everyone in the command post know the final fate of the battleship Rodney.

Looking at the battleship Rodney slowly sinking in the raging flames, the fleet commander, a vice admiral, looked at Warspite with a sad face:

"Mr. Secretary, we can't hold on any longer... In order to preserve our strength, please contact Marshal Cunningham and request evacuation..."

As a naval admiral, he knew that the real decision-making power of the fleet was in the hands of the "secretary ship" in front of him and Marshal Cunningham behind her. If he retreated without authorization, he would definitely be court-martialed!

but……

Others may suffer losses, but I would never dare to lose the battleship HMS Warspite even if I had ten thousand guts!

However, even though the Warspite was blessed by the "Holy Spirit", it was still an old-fashioned battleship after all. Even if she lifted her skirts, her speed had no advantage over the new Hindenburg-class and Gneisenau.

What's more, this sea area is actually an open sea area where "you can come and I can go", and it is only 400 kilometers away from the Bay of Biscay. Although it avoids the combat radius of shore-based fighters, it is still within the range of bombers. If War-weary and Cunningham have read the Art of War, they will definitely know what "shallow land (where you can come and I can go, and it is easy to be raided) is not suitable for fighting; light land (where the enemy is shallow and deep, and the opponent can easily gather superior forces and enjoy the "home advantage" at the same time) is not suitable for staying" means.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. Although Kumets was not a very good person, at least the strength of his fleet was not bad.

Even though there were reconnaissance planes from the home base monitoring the Bay of Biscay, the number of reconnaissance planes was insufficient and the threat of the German Air Force in France meant that the "surveillance" of the Air Force alone was not safe. To stably monitor Kumets, they could only patrol for a long time in a place that was very easy to be preemptively attacked. Otherwise, the North Atlantic shipping line, which had just restored order, could not withstand the threat of three battleships and two aircraft carriers from Kumets, a second-rate ship!

However, the main force of the Home Fleet was intercepting the more threatening "Evil Fleet" in the Faroe Channel, and the only ones that could be deployed in the Bay of Biscay were the slow-moving battle tankers and giant-class light carriers. Moreover, if the distance was so close, it would be easy for someone to strike first.

But... the situation now is not just as simple as Kumets taking the initiative...

"We can't stand this, forget it, retreat! ..."

Looking at the missiles flying in front of him, the two severely damaged Giant-class light carriers and the sunken battleship Rodney, and then calculating the speed of Kumets, War-weary, who knew well that the Royal Navy's financial resources were not easy, gnashed his teeth, but also looked helpless.

Even as the secretary ship of the First Sea Lord, Marshal Cunningham, who had the right to know the entire battle situation, she secretly had a little thought in her heart that was a bit gloating, and even a little curse:

"I don't know what's happening to Bismarck and the other crew members on Tovey's side after being hit by this kind of attack..."

(British fleet stabbed in the back by Kumets)

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The battle situation in the Faroe Islands is not optimistic for the "Evil Fleet".

Facing a hail of anti-ship missiles dropped by hundreds of heavy bombers, Bismarck placed himself at the forefront of the entire fleet, using his body and jammers at maximum power to cover the outer flank of the entire formation - and he did it anyway.

Behind her, the Prinz Eugen was also towing jammers, trying every means to attract those missiles that had "escaped the net" in another direction, to cover the Tirpitz and Zeppelin behind her who were temporarily unable to effectively resist the missile attack.

The rain of tracer bullets cut through the dark sky, and the light of jamming bullets illuminated the dark night. The Gatling gun barrage woven into a fire net in the sky, with the unique "woooo" sound of 6,000 rounds of ultra-high firing rate, "pouring" towards the incoming missile group like a gust of wind.

In addition to the Gatling machine guns operated and commanded by the ship girl, the ordinary sailors were not to be outdone. They spontaneously ran out of the bunkers, holding various damage control tools and ready to fight. Some people pushed carts full of 30mm aircraft gun chain boxes and ran to the gun positions of the dense array, ready to load ammunition for the close-in defense guns at any time - although they also knew that the role they could play was actually minimal. But as naval soldiers of the Greater German Empire, they really couldn't watch their warships fighting desperately here while they squatted in the bunkers with empty hands and could only look forward to the protection of the warships.

Even though I am just the equivalent of the platelets of a battleship, and some people have even written the word "platelets" on my hat to mock myself, even a platelet has its own persistence!

However, there are too many missiles on the other side...

The all-encompassing fire net swept away several of the most threatening missiles, but more missiles, attracted by the "infrared signals" of the explosion, pounced on the Bismarck evil spirit battleship like sharks smelling blood!

Although the speed of the Bat missile is only 480 kilometers, which is far lower than the 480 meters per second speed of a battleship firing at a distance of 20 to 30 kilometers, the gliding missile has a glide angle of only a few degrees and has a certain guidance function. As long as it is on its course, there is basically no way to avoid it!

Even Bismarck didn't dare to hide - because behind her was the frail Eugen and the weakly defended Zeppelin!

The consequences of fighting with tied hands and feet can be imagined!

Even with the cover of jammers and jammers, and even the use of jamming requires certain tactical operations, there are too many missiles, and there will always be a few smart or lucky ones who can't avoid them!

With two loud bangs, two balls of fire suddenly burst out from the rear bridge and rear deck of the Bismarck! Behind the flames, there was billowing smoke and blazing fire. Even if the instantaneous intensity of the infrared jamming bomb was more intense than this, the jamming bomb that went out in an instant could not be compared with the duration of the battleship fire!

"Quick! Go put out the fire!"

The sailors, who were only wearing "platelet" hats, rushed out of the bunkers, holding fire extinguishers and dragging water hoses. But as soon as they rushed out, a nearby anti-ship missile was blown up by machine guns and shrapnel passed through the crowd on the deck!

Although the shrapnel of the blast was large in size, the lethality of such a "penetration" was no less than that of a shell that passed through a crowd! In just a moment, several "corridors" of blood, rotten meat, and even bone fragments were seen in the crowd!

Bismarck, who had a burning pain on his back, watched this scene and gritted his teeth in anger. Looking back, he saw that Eugen behind him was also attacked by missiles.

Fortunately, she was on the outside of the entire formation, and the target was more obvious. Nearly half of the missiles were flying towards her. Now, she only had to deal with the missiles in the direction of the nine o'clock position.

He was judging the situation of the air defense position in his mind, and his hands did not stop. Ten dense arrays took turns to fire, and when one had run out of ammunition, another would be switched. In front of the close-in defense guns that had run out of ammunition, the sailors were also busy pulling the heads of the ammunition belts out of the ammunition boxes on the carts and stuffing them into the loading port of the close-in defense gun loader.

Bismarck even felt somewhat fortunate: Fortunately, when he was thinking about this thing, he specifically considered the possibility of fast loading. The entire loading port was designed so that a cart could be used to directly "stuck" the ammunition box full of ammunition into position, and as long as the head of the ammunition belt was inserted, it could be stuck into the recoil mechanism, and then the entire ammunition belt could be automatically brought into the barrel of the rotary gun. The sailors only needed to push the cart into the loading port, and they could easily "stuck" the heavy ammunition box with 1000 rounds of shells and weighing more than one ton into the firing position.

As for how to pack these shells, you can first open the baffles on both sides of the shell box, and then directly use many short sections of ammunition chains to piece together a long ammunition chain inside the box - as long as there is no knot when connecting the ammunition chain in the shell box.

Even so, in the face of the extremely high-intensity air raid, the sailors were busy and sweating, but they could only ensure that the loading of these ammunition belts would not be interrupted, that's all...

More and more missiles spread their wings from the night sky, chasing after them like bats. Even though the sailors were desperately loading shells, and Bismarck's jammers and flares were constantly emitting various interferences, the situation was still not optimistic!

Not only had the Bismarck been hit by several missiles, but the deck of the Eugen was also billowing with smoke and blazing flames. Even Lindemann and Bonte, who were in the back, were now commanding the battleship Tirpitz and the aircraft carrier Zeppelin, and were in a mess, dropping jamming bombs and controlling electronic jamming according to the operating procedures.

Just as the embarrassed Bismarck and Prince Eugen looked anxious and helpless, a large wave of anti-ship missiles had penetrated the interception line of the two warships and flew towards Grapes and Zeppelin behind!

To make matters worse, at this moment, the remaining forty-nine Allied bombers in the second wave of interception had already entered the bombing distance!

In Bismarck's perception, the 162 missiles in front of him were already enough to take care of him, and then another 147 missiles came towards him!

Less than fifty kilometers in front of him (west), two other bomber formations were flying towards him, relying on their dense formation self-defense firepower like hedgehogs, and resisting the interception of interceptors! And less than seventy kilometers to the southwest, there was another group of carrier-based bombers under the protection of battleships!

A true three-sided attack!!

"Oh no! Now..."

Before Bismarck could shout, suddenly, a powerful electronic jammer appeared in the direction of Tirpitz, and jammers were thrown everywhere without cost. They even attracted many missiles that had originally escaped from Eugen and Bismarck and were flying towards Zeppelin. At the same time, the 30mm close-in defense gun on her deck, which had been silent because no one could operate it, suddenly began to rotate, and then a chain of fire swept in the direction of the missiles.

This huge hamster, whose full load displacement has reached 54,000 tons, suddenly slowed down and shook its hull, causing two missiles flying in the front to pass directly in front of her bridge and stick to the turret roof!

"This... grapes?!"

"…It's me. Sister, don't tell me you can't dodge such a slow missile…"

Behind the surprised Lindemann, there seemed to be a group of furry rodents shaking their bodies, as if they had changed into a more comfortable position. They even arched their backs and rubbed against them - lazily.

Whether it was Bismarck in the WIFI, or Lindemann who was “being leaned on”, or even Zeppelin who was intercepting the bombers in the sky, they all asked in unison in surprise: “Grapes, where is your missile guidance? (*3)”

"Don't worry, the distance is far. Let the missile fly for a while..." The hamster, who was too lazy to even move his facial expression, glanced behind him and said, "Sister, Eugen, I will tow away the missiles that you missed..."

Bismarck did not reply. With the anti-ship missiles attacking more and more, she had no more time to reply. However, there was no need to say anything more at this moment. Her sister's attitude suddenly became more reliable, which made her feel much warmer.

"This girl..."

Looking at Grape, who was leaning on his back and looked even lazier, Linderman, who had always been troubled by her training attitude, suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He subconsciously took out a bag of candy from his pocket and stuffed it into the hamster's mouth.

"Well done, here's your reward!"

Then, with a soft "Hmm?", a slightly soft sound, the candy in Lindeman's hand disappeared. At the same time, there seemed to be a round little head on her back, rubbing it twice with her mouse hair.

After all, supplies in Germany are already in short supply, and even rationing has occurred. It's not easy to buy just this bag of candy.