Bismarck

"I'll take the BF-109 to provide cover, and the FW-190 will immediately split up to chase - remember, if you are caught up by the pirates, first try to use your mobility to get rid of them! Their speed is not much slower than yours, but their mobility is not as good as yours!"

Gritting her teeth, Zeppelin gave the order to have the FW-190 chase the enemy's carrier-attack aircraft group. But even so, she still didn't want to put Heinz Bahl and Gordon Globe's subordinates in danger because of this order.

"Don't worry, we understand!"

Hearing the answers from these unfamiliar subordinates who were temporarily under his command, Zeppelin, who was fighting a fierce battle with eight Spitfires at an altitude of 8,000 meters, calmed down and silently gave a sigh of relief to the sisters who had set up a regional air defense formation on the sea. After making a sharp turn to avoid the attack of two Spitfires, he even glanced at Bonte who was personally supervising the maintenance in his own hangar...

"…I can only do this now. The rest depends on you…"

Seventy kilometers away, on the floor of the hangar deck of the Zeppelin aircraft carrier, the sailors in a huge opening, under the personal command of Captain Bonte, have used the crane of the aircraft carrier's engineering vehicle to slowly cover the neatly cut and barely polished flue breach with a steel plate with a high-temperature and high-pressure sealing pad. In addition to the welders who had to weld the steel plate to the breach, there were also a group of damage control team members who were operating huge steel clamps with high-temperature and high-pressure steam leakage pads on the side of some nearby steam pipelines that might be damaged. They used heavy bolts as thick as an adult man's arm to tightly reinforce these "safety hazards" and fixed them to the 40mm dome armor that served as the cabin floor with brackets!

"Report to the captain, the flue and pipes of boiler No. 4 have been welded!"

Looking at the damage control captain in front of him, who was covered in oil stains and carbon black and sweat, but still reporting to him diligently, Bangtai nodded silently, and with a unique respectful look between soldiers, he saluted his capable subordinate:

"Very good! Evacuate the personnel inside the No. 4 flue, then add pilot fuel to the boiler and start warming up the engine!"

As long as it is given a little more time, the Zeppelin aircraft carrier will be able to gradually recover to a speed of more than 28 knots!

On the other side, twenty-four carrier-based BF-109s from two naval aviation squadrons that took off urgently from German airports were also rushing towards the battlefield at night.

"Guys! Hurry up! The battlefield is not far away from us!!"

Looking at the sparks flashing from time to time in the distant sky, Heinrich Eichler, the captain of the JG-2 Fighter Wing Naval Aviation Squadron, who personally led the team to reinforce, shouted to his men on the radio. And while shouting, he pushed the throttle lever in his hand directly to the bottom!

Anyway, my BF-109 is also a carrier-based type. At worst, I can just land it directly on the aircraft carrier below.

Besides, it has been a long time since I went home to visit my old boss, Captain Zeppelin.

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"Bismarck, how long will it take for the reinforcements from the mainland to arrive?"

In the dim command cabin, Lütjens, feeling a little dizzy, asked as he looked at the chaotic battlefield situation drawn on the computer drawing board with horizontal and vertical glass strips.

"They are not far away, fifty kilometers northeast of us - it seems that they will definitely arrive before the British drop bombs!" Bismarck was also paying attention to the battle situation, not only because she was a secretary ship, but also because of the fate of her sisters!

"Well, that's good." Lütjens breathed a sigh of relief. "Bismarck, turn northeast by north and intercept our group. At the same time, tell Lindemann to turn southeast and intercept the group in the south. Eugen will follow up and cover each other with Grape. In addition, if Zeppelin is too busy, you will lead the local reinforcement group first."

"Okay!" The Persian cat nodded and began to contact her sisters and the reinforcement planes coming from the sky.

And once they contacted each other, they found out that the naval commander leading the team this time was actually Zeppelin's old subordinate!

"Captain! We've contacted the Shanghai Airlines!" The Persian cat, whose mood improved instantly, looked back at her captain. She really wanted to convey the good news to him immediately to reduce his anxiety and pressure: "The leader of the opposite plane is Ehler, an ace pilot under Zeppelin!"

"Heinrich Ehler? I know this guy, a nice guy." Lütjens raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the happy secretary cat beside him, and a smile of understanding appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This girl, isn't she telling me all this just to make me happy...

However, speaking of it, the British chose the tactic of bypassing the two wings separately, and Lütjens was not worried about it.

Because this kind of "when the time comes" approach of thinking about bypassing the defense circle is equivalent to at least flying a large circle with the range of the anti-aircraft guns of your own ship as the radius - not to mention that while you are flying, my warships can also change their positions at a speed of 27 knots. In this way, the British must at least fly an additional 50 kilometers to ensure that they can bypass their own interception range and directly attack the Zeppelin aircraft carrier.

The problem is, in this way, wouldn't the German fighters in the sky be able to take a shortcut and catch up? Even if your ship attack speed is not slow, if you want to get rid of the FW-190's pursuit within a wide range of kilometers, you will probably have to prepare to lose some skin!

Not to mention, the reinforcements have already arrived at the battlefield! I can deploy a good interception - Ehler and his Persian cat intercept one side of the fleet, Lindemann and Top intercept the other side, plus the pursuit of the two battalions of Bar and Globe under Zeppelin - with this kind of siege, I'll see how many waves you torches can make!

As expected by Lütjens, the British commander in the sky soon found that he could no longer laugh...

"Report from the rear guard! Their FW-190 is catching up!"

The wingman's report came with a tremor.

"Where are the pirates? Where are our pirates?!"

The leader's voice was a little frantic.

"We're trying our best to harass them, but the pirates' mobility and acceleration are no match for the 190. What should we do...?"

"What the hell... Never mind, the carrier-attack aircraft group, listen to the order, turn 90 degrees, change the column formation into a horizontal formation, and prepare to start the attack!"

"Report to the leader! It's bad! The radar has detected a group of German fighters in front of us! At least two squadrons!" Before the leader plane could lead the team to complete the turn, the pirates who were still desperately guarding the formation reported in horror.

"What?! In front? Where did this fleet of aircraft come from? The flight deck of their aircraft carrier should be full by now!"

The leader's expression changed instantly - the escorting Corsairs might not be able to defeat the FW-190s, and if two more fighter squadrons came at this time... wouldn't it be the end?!

"The enemy will arrive at the battlefield in five seconds~" A mysterious and playful female voice suddenly sounded in the headphones, as if it was a naughty Persian cat who had learned the art of causing trouble in cyberspace from its sister.

All the British pilots in the sky were stunned at once, and the leader immediately responded: "Oh no, it's the electronic interference of the evil spirit! Attack! Now..." Before he could finish his sentence, the radio was already filled with a series of noisy noises. Before the British leader could curse, tracers covered the target-like fighter-bombers flying at the front of the team one after another - the first to bear the brunt was the leader of the British team!

The British aircraft group flying towards the Bismarck was dazzled by the electronic interference, but the two squadrons of BF-109 led by Ehle attacked in the direction of Bismarck with their backs to it, so there was no need to worry about interference from their radars!

Anyway, the next step is the Bismarck's main gun air range, so there is no need for them to pull back to prevent accidental injuries. Bismarck, Zeppelin and Ehler had already communicated before, and as long as this round of interception is completed, they will fly directly to reinforce Zeppelin!

Moreover, when they were pulled out, they were directly out of Bismarck's interference range, so Ehler was not panicked at all.

However, the British on the other side could not remain calm!

The 109 BF-s from the two squadrons were like two indestructible swords, fiercely cutting through the gap between the British warships! The series of explosions and flames lit up the night sky, as well as the panicked faces of the British pilots.

When they wanted to communicate with each other, they found that the noise on their radio stations began to get louder and louder...

“Captain! Captain! (Zizi ...

"Oh no! The radar can't see it! (A snowflake)"

"Damn it... How far are we from the German evil spirit now..."

Radar interference, the Bismarck's infrared signal was "cooled down and suppressed" by the water mist sprayed by various fog cannons. Although the British carrier-based aircraft in the sky did not lack the courage to go all out and Nelson's attacking spirit, a blind man is a blind man - you know, the so-called electronic warfare, to put it bluntly, means that the blind have no human rights!

On the sea, the Bismarck battleship had turned around, and the muzzle of the 406mm main gun was raised to a firing angle of degrees - if it fired at this angle, it could ensure that the shells it fired would explode right in front of the British aircraft group one minute later!

The German artillerymen in the main turret were also ready to fire three rounds of explosive fire in one and a half minutes!

Even though the SKC34-406 uses the fastest firing breechblock structure, the gun still needs to be reset to a horizontal position for loading and then raised again after firing, so the firing cycle is at least seconds. However, the angle of the gun must be lower than before - after all, the enemy is approaching it at a speed of about meters per minute!

What everyone didn't know was that the inside of these shells had actually been tampered with by a cat. As long as they were fired beyond a certain distance, a set of cross-shaped wings would pop out like a cat's claws...

"My guided artillery shells haven't been used for a long time!"

ps: Updating slowly, and it will be finished soon. I have been very busy at work recently and have a lot of things to do...

Chapter 842: I am not what I don’t have

Looking at the "live targets" that were beaten to pieces by the BF-109 reinforcement aircraft, Bismarck grinned, rolled up her sleeves in a very tomboyish way, and the aiming line that appeared in her eyes was perceived by her. She quickly calculated the shooting parameters in the ballistic program set by the digital fire control computer.

After all, the processing accuracy and calculation speed of digital computers are far higher than the original mechanical analog computers. Even if the opponent is a high-speed fighter-bomber that far exceeds the "settings", as long as the data can be input, it can be calculated and fired for you!

As for Tirpitz and Prince Eugen on the other side? They are using the same type of fire control system and jammer!

Bismarck, who knew his good sisters very well, would not worry about them!

"Distance is thirty-three kilometers, closing rate is 133 meters per second, and the fire control system is set to a distance of twenty-five kilometers, nineteen kilometers, and fifteen kilometers...! Fire! Three rounds in a row at forty-five-second intervals!"

Following Bismarck's shout, the newly replaced 406mm main gun of the Bismarck battleship began her first speech in actual combat! The "blind men" who were originally in chaos under the triple attack of electronic interference, pursuit aircraft and naval aviation brigade, were immediately in chaos after seeing the huge fire on the sea in the distance! Even if there were a few stubborn ones, after estimating the distance to be within the missile range, they hurriedly dropped the mounted "bats" and began to turn (warehouse) to (panic) escape (escape) (life).

but……

The distance that was deliberately kept close in order to prevent the formation from getting separated, turned out to be the biggest obstacle to escape as the "machines" fought hastily in the dark night!

Even though the night combat regulations had some contingency plans for the tactical actions of the formation to disperse and evade, and the training standards during war were not lowered at all, there were still a few unlucky guys who collided with their own people in a panic.

Not to mention, the trajectory of the evil warship's artillery fire cannot be deduced by common sense at all!

Those shells with wings are all guided by the KanColle!

Although it is impossible to stop the sturdy and compact Bat anti-ship missiles, it is really too easy to beat a few already chaotic target-type fighter-bombers!

Looking at the echo signals of enemy planes falling towards the sea one after another on the radar screen, even Lütjens was silent:

"This... the anti-aircraft missile you made is probably only this good, right...?"

"How can that be, Captain?" The cute Persian cat hung directly on the arm of its captain and winked mischievously: "The range and flexibility of anti-aircraft missiles are much more powerful than anti-aircraft guns~!"

"Stop it, stop it." Seeing a bunch of people in the C4ISR combat command center looking at him with all kinds of inexplicable eyes, Lütjens, who was a little embarrassed, could only take off the secretary cat hanging on his arm with a smile: "Their anti-ship missiles have been launched, and now they are all coming towards us in the direction of the muzzle flame. What do you think we should do!"

The Persian cat pouted in displeasure because she could hear her captain was clearly trying to change the subject in a clumsy way: "It's just over twenty missiles, and the distance is so far. The jammers can fool us. Hate it!"

Seeing Commander Lütjens' face getting darker and darker with each passing day, the officers and soldiers in the command cabin lowered their heads and covered their mouths, trying desperately not to let out awkward but polite laughter.

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Deep in the East Prussian forest is the "Wolf's Lair" headquarters.

Under the camouflage of the forest is a huge bunker with a roof that is eight meters thick and over ten meters high.

However, in stark contrast to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere of the deep mountains and forests in the dead of night with the echoes of wolf howls, underneath these "sceneries" that appear eerie and like giant tombs, there are actually bright lights and bustling crowds.

Although it is not the largest of all Hitler’s headquarters (the "Wolf Valley II" in Soissons, France and the "Giant" in Lower Silesia, Poland are both larger than the "Wolf's Lair"), this is the most important command post where Hitler commanded the entire war situation, no doubt about it!

In particular, it was possible to command the war against the Soviet Union on the Eastern Front from here.

"Emergency report from Army Group South! The southern front is in danger! Maikop has been lost... The remaining rear guard has been entangled by Budyonny's armored cavalry and is now in danger... In addition, the northern Donets River defense line and Rostov have also been besieged on three sides by the Russians... The situation is critical! Request urgent tactical guidance!"

"An urgent report came from the Central Army Group! Model's Fourth Army, which retreated to the Orel area, continues to be attacked by the Russians... Although there are pre-set fortifications in Orel, the Russians are turning to break through from the area south of Orel... Yes, it's confirmed! Their main attack point is south of Orel, and it seems that they want to seize the Kursk area!..."

"Army Group Center is still retreating, Smolensk is in danger!"

"The Northern Army Group said they could not withstand the Russian counterattack, and the front line had been pushed to the Velikiye Luki area..."

"The Crimean Peninsula Defense Command reports that aerial reconnaissance has revealed that the Russians continue to increase their forces by sea..."

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One after another, the defeat reports came in like snowflakes. The German army, stretched thin and exhausted, was completely unable to resist the noble anger of the Soviets, which was as surging as the waves. The mustache scolded until his voice was hoarse, and finally found that it was useless. In the end, he could only sit in the main seat with his arms folded in silence, his face flushed with anger, but he was helpless.

Even though the so-called American aid actually did not give much to the Soviet Union, not to mention that the current Atlantic shipping is under the threat of the "deep sea sniper" and even the British are under great pressure. The current US Navy is completely in a state of confusion between the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans. Even the so-called Vladivostok Pacific shipping is under heavy blockade by Japan.

However, even so, the Soviet Union's potential alone is disproportionate to Germany's national strength!

Or to put it more directly: if the potential of the Soviet Union before the war had not been fully revealed due to various reasons, then the Soviet Union now has the potential to be fully utilized and transformed into real national strength!

Germany's potential has already been overdrawn! Regardless of whether there is a possibility of further tapping the potential, the most important thing now is to stop the loss!

However, the Soviet Union's long-planned winter offensive has not shown any signs of exhaustion so far - and it seems that with this offensive momentum, they can continue for another two or three months!

In order to fight the Soviet Union in 42, the garrisons on the Western Front had been basically emptied except for three anti-aircraft fighter squadrons, and it was impossible to mobilize more troops in the short term. Even if the conscription period was relaxed without restraint, new recruits would have to be trained for at least three months before they could be of any use on the battlefield! Add to that the time it would take to travel thousands of kilometers from the rear to the front... Even if conscription was carried out now, it would only be until the summer of 1943 for the final fight.

"Next summer? Never mind. This is all we can do for now..."

The mustache lowered his head and sighed for the failure of the decisive battle in 1942 that he had worked so hard to prepare for. Even at this moment, in his heart, there was a mixture of soldier's perseverance and artistic sentimentality, a melancholy sentiment called fighting again and again after repeated failures, which slowly fermented in his heart and slightly moistened the dry new field.

However, before that...

"Bowman, Keitel, record the order... Gather all the vehicles we can collect on the Eastern Front, and stuff the troops evacuated from the North Caucasus to those emergency areas - those without vehicles should walk on their own! If there is not enough fuel, supplies and manpower, use your guns to find a way to get those Russian animals!"

Even though the man with a lowered mustache was exhausted and frustrated by the pressure of defeat, his grey eyes still gleamed with a fierce light of a trapped beast - just like a wounded lone wolf who was still desperately trying to fight back!

This was the image he once boasted about, and this is also the miserable appearance he has now.

In the face of the tyrant's stubborn madness, literature and art are just an elegant disguise.

"Yes, my Führer!"*2

As the secretary of the Fuehrer, it was natural for Bormann to record the order. But to ask him to record the order as well... Keitel knew very well that this order was probably not for him to take it down and execute it immediately.

As a model of professional military loyalty, Field Marshal Keitel had already decided in his heart to abide by the oath he had sworn no matter what. He had always been like a military minister beside the emperor, except for expressing his opinions when the head of state consulted him, he just focused on doing his own work.

Moreover, Keitel had no objection to this order.

Although this order is simply a matter of robbing Peter to pay Paul, at a time when the country can no longer draw out reinforcements, it is the only way to delay time as much as possible and wait for a turning point in the war situation - although it may not be possible to delay until then, it is the only way to do so.

Seeing his subordinates, Bormann and Keitel, faithfully and conscientiously recording the orders, Hitler felt a little relieved. However, looking at the corrupt war situation, Hitler still felt a lot of pressure.

Germany's difficulties were far more than just a problem on the Eastern Front.

Not to mention the rot on the Eastern Front, Britain and the United States are fighting a landing war in North Africa today - it looks like they want to celebrate New Year's Day in Casablanca! There's no need to think about the British Middle East theater on the other side of the Suez Canal, the sound of sharpening knives can be heard.

Given the topography of the Mediterranean and the geopolitical strategies of Britain and the United States at sea, the southern line would be doomed if any side was breached - given Italy's integrity and Mussolini's virtue, Hitler didn't even dare to imagine what would happen if there was another leak in the south!

"Next year? I don't know what will happen next year!"

Thinking of this, he thought of the naval battle on the Western Front. Hitler could no longer sit still in the Eastern Front command post. He stood up, put on his windbreaker, and walked out of the door of the Army Command with great vigor. Together with Baumann who was following closely behind him, he went directly to the small room where the communications team was located: "Come here, contact the Navy and Air Force (in Berlin) immediately and ask me what the situation is now with the main force of the Navy's surface fleet in the Atlantic!"

"Yes!"

After all, after so many years of fighting, the Third Reich's wartime work efficiency was still very high. Soon, the latest battlefield information was delivered to the mustache.

Then, in the bunker of the Wolf's Lair, the tenor solo voice of "I Came to Hebei Province" which has become increasingly frequent and even commonplace recently rang out again...

"Raeder! What's wrong with your navy? Are you passively avoiding war? You are doing great harm to others! I say you really shouldn't go too far. Tell me what you are doing. Your Lütjens and Kumets are all slacking off here. It's been seven hours and they haven't even driven 300 kilometers out of the port of Brest! What do you want our Third Reich to do? The situation of the empire is already difficult! Tell me what's going on, haha! You are killing the (Vichy) French allies!... Where's Lütjens? Tell him to hurry up If you don't move forward, I will remove him from his post! ... I tell you, you guys, if you keep shrinking back from fighting all day long, you will lose! I tell you, you have no future! Why don't you take advantage of the fact that Britain and the United States are fighting separately and defeating each one separately? What's the point of protecting ships all day long? What's the point! Can you please pay attention to the country's strategic situation! Can you have a little collective awareness of the overall situation! You are either protecting ships or avoiding fighting all day long. Are you still German soldiers? I tell you, you will have no future if you keep doing this all day long! Protecting ships and avoiding fighting will kill people!"

In the wolf's den, the guy with a mustache grabbed the phone and cursed loudly, while Raeder from the Admiralty covered the receiver with his hand, looking confused.

"I'm not, I didn't, we really didn't..."