Bismarck

Under such a desperate and crazy attack, the American encirclement, which had been closely coordinated and formed into formations to attack in turns, was torn open in less than one round!

The German fighter planes that broke out and were no longer blocked ignored the threat of the main gun air defense circle and lowered their noses to dive towards the third batch of missile bombers. Even with anti-ship missiles, the TBF bombers could only reach a speed of just over 190 kilometers per hour when diving at a small angle. When facing the FW-s that could reach a maximum dive speed of kilometers per hour and were roaring like a storm, it was conceivable that they would be completely powerless to fight back!

After all, as an air force, they are naturally high-attack and high-speed, low-health and low-defense! What's more, the German aircraft groups have already fought desperately?

Killed? Seriously injured? It doesn't matter, we still have the Great German Cross!

In just two minutes, the frantic attack of the German aircraft group suffered continuous losses, but they also harvested the heads of the third wave of US missile bombers! For a moment, the US aircraft group was in a state of chaos and in a state of embarrassment.

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"Damn it... Zeppelin, I won't keep you company!"

The Eagle King, who had been closely watched by Zeppelin, cursed angrily, turned around, and dived down with the FW-190s, ignoring the threat of the Edelweiss Witch's occasional bursts of fire. In the blink of an eye, McCampbell shot down two BF-109s that were blocking him, as well as an FW-190 that had been damaged and could not maintain a high dive speed.

However, even though McCampbell and Thatch on the other side began a desperate pursuit, they were unable to stop the attack of the FW-190s!

"Theodore (Weisenberg), this is Heinrich (Ehler), do you hear me, Theodore?"

The radio of Ehler, the captain of the JG-5 "Arctic" Fighter Wing, suddenly heard the voice of his good friend, who was also a super ace from the GR-186 Wing like himself, coming from Ehler's radio.

Moreover, the tone of this voice... Weisenberg's heart suddenly jumped with a bad premonition!

This is a battlefield, why do you sound so indifferent, as if you are indifferent to life and death?

A dark cloud suddenly appeared in his heart, and Weisenberg's pupils widened: "Heinrich, what do you want to do?"

"Nothing, I just shot down two planes and now I have no more shells..."

"Wait! Don't do anything stupid!"

Hearing his old friend's indifferent tone, Weisenberg had no idea what this guy was going to do: "If you run out of ammunition, go back - go back quickly!"

"It's too far to go back. By then, the aircraft carrier will probably have sunk - we'll see you in Valhalla, brother! (Boom!)"

"No! Heinrich!"

Looking at the violent fireball that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two pieces of wreckage that fell with billowing black smoke before the flames dissipated, Theodore Weissenberg shouted loudly but received no response from then on, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

On the other side, although Zeppelin, who also witnessed all this, said nothing, the rage in her eyes was even more intense!

As the Iron Wing, he wanted to protect everyone's will, which turned into a series of fire lines, and he chased McCampbell with extremely accurate shots.

Chapter 855: Uninvited Guests

Poor Eagle King's Hellcat was already injured, but in order to ensure the success of the assault, he had to fight against the Zeppelin's pursuit and attack the German fighters in the air above the battlefield, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. White-haired Sanwu ⑨ was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet, but he had no good solution.

"The bomber group is about to rush into the missile's range to attack the aircraft carrier. Thatch, go help the chattering eagle!"

The air traffic controller Sarah, who couldn't bear to watch any longer, saw the resentful look in her sister's eyes. Although victory in the battle had to be ensured, the bomber group was still relatively close to the German anti-aircraft artillery air defense circle, so as long as they rushed into the range of the anti-ship missiles and dropped the missiles, the mission would be accomplished.

Even if we consider that the missile takes four minutes to fly and the opponent's aircraft carrier formation can move three or four kilometers to the north, it is basically enough to launch the missile at a distance of 28 kilometers from the aircraft carrier!

Although the actual launch distance is 30 kilometers for the farthest aircraft carrier, the average distance from the three aircraft carriers is only 105 kilometers, and the distance from Bismarck and Tirpitz on the left and right wings in front of the wheel formation is only to kilometers, which is actually within the effective range of the CKC anti-aircraft gun.

The morale-boosted German fleet ignored the threat of missiles and flew the anti-aircraft artillery barrage into the vast night sky fearlessly! Whether it was dive bombers or missile bombers, they could only split into smaller groups and tremble in the jungle of anti-aircraft artillery.

But now, neither Saratoga, nor Fletcher, nor even the company itself, can care so much anymore!

The three aircraft carriers Saratoga, Yorktown, and Hornet were all damaged in the previous missile attack and could not take off or land aircraft in the short term. If Essex and Enterprise were to organize a second attack wave, even with half-deck takeoffs, they could only take off 60 to 70 aircraft. As for joining forces with the Royal Air Force of the Cornwall base group in the UK, even if the UK and the US had established a joint campaign command, such a large-scale cross-national and cross-service command and coordination was not an easy task.

Not to mention, don’t the German ships and crews have the support of the French base group?

But, at this moment...

"Instructor! Instructor! Engels calls Instructor Zeppelin! A U.S. aircraft carrier formation has been spotted in the X-sea area! Three ships are damaged, two are intact!... The enemy aircraft carrier is heading northeast 045, with a speed of knots. It can be attacked by missiles, it can be attacked by missiles!"

A German call suddenly appeared on the radio station, and the signal source was very close! Even though Saratoga's German language skills were not very high, at this moment, even a fool could guess what this round of calls meant!

"Sarah, what's wrong?" Seeing Saratoga's strange expression, Fletcher, who had been silently watching the three ship girls organizing their attack since they were transferred from the previous flagship Yorktown, asked gently but with concern.

"Commander, we have been discovered by the Germans. They should be calling for a second round of missile strikes..."

Saratoga looked grim and told her commander what had just happened.

After all, he was a pioneer in aviation warfare. This time, he not only failed to capture the German fleet, but also let a single fighter plane break into the defense circle! Even the position of the fleet was completely exposed!

Moreover, this scene is so similar to the scene in the Battle of Wake Island when the fleet was collectively defeated and her sister was killed! Although she is usually taciturn, she is still a little hurt in her heart. In her opinion, this is no longer a shame!

Even though she was a ship girl, she could only turn around and evade if her position was discovered. The second wave of attacks would therefore be delayed by at least an hour - just this one plane ruined her plans!

"Come on! Beat this damn provocateur to death!" She clenched her fists and said viciously.

With a smack, a big hand stroked Saratoga's not-so-high head. The weathered old sailor also used his palm lines, which were used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, to gently smooth the fur of the aircraft carrier under his command.

"Okay, okay, don't be so impatient. In fact, the problem is not that big. With the distance between us and them now, we still have time to turn around and get out of the range of their missiles." Fletcher was like a gentle and wise elder. With his calmness and resourcefulness, he patiently advised in the most gentle tone: "The second wave of attack is just a supplementary attack. Besides, there are still the British. We don't need to be too anxious. Aren't our planes attacking their air defense circle now? You continue to command McCluskey and the others to attack. As long as we destroy their aircraft carrier, won't the problem be solved naturally?"

"...Well, okay!" Saratoga woke up from the persuasion and her eyes became clear again.

"You go with Enterprise and just command the boys to fight well. Besides, Jiaozi is watching here and said that one plane can't make a wave. Let me handle the fleet's evasive maneuvers."

Fletcher turned around and smiled gently at his aircraft carrier. He took Saratoga's hair off his head with his smooth hands, put them behind his back, and walked slowly towards the navigation bridge.

"Understood, Commander! Enterprise and I will do our best to guide the bomber fleet to launch an attack!"

Saratoga's eyes condensed, and she immediately passed Commander Fletcher's order to her two sisters through the American WIFI communication code. In the next moment, the three ship girls' joint order was instantly sent to the American aircraft group that was struggling and struggling in the jungle of flaming anti-aircraft guns and the pursuit of fearless warhawks:

"Pilots, follow my Saratoga's command! The rise and fall of the free world depends on this battle. As long as we destroy their aircraft carriers, the Germans will never be able to leave Biscay Bay again. Everyone, continue the attack!!"

"clear!!"

"The first wave of missiles has approached the German evil spirits. They can no longer hide. The German 105mm anti-aircraft guns have opened fire. The third echelon of missile bombers, drop your bombs and detach immediately!... Second echelon, McCampbell, Best, Fleming, take the lead, organize the team, follow my guidance, and concentrate the attack - target: the German aircraft carrier!"

"YES MADAN!"

A series of flaming swords gushed out from the belly of the bombers in the sky, rushing straight towards the German fleet that was fighting desperately.

Chapter 856: The End of the Lützow

The free cowboys roared their response, pushing the joysticks to the maximum to continue squeezing the engine power and the structural strength of the fuselage, and dived forward desperately. In front of them, the first wave of 29 anti-ship missiles were already close to the two huge evil spirit warships nailed at the front of the formation!

"The main and secondary guns temporarily cease fire! Smoke bombs, jamming bombs, and water mist cannons are running at full power! Please take turns reloading the 30mm Gatling close-in defense guns to withstand this round of air strikes..."

Along with the unison shouting of Lütjens and Lindemann on the ship-wide radio was the sound of Gatling close-in defense guns firing in turns!

Although the cat and mouse sisters can only aim at one anti-ship missile at a time, there are more than a dozen close-in defense guns on the ship! When one tube of ammunition is empty, they will teleport to another tube, and then naturally the sailors will push the ammunition box cart filled with 1200 rounds of ammunition, weighing more than one ton, directly to the close-in defense gun, pull out the empty ammunition box and the cart together, and then put the full ammunition box and the cart on the clamp of the close-in defense gun, and then manually put the end of the ammunition belt on the shelf, connect it to the ammunition inlet of the machine gun, and finally push the wheel into the gun barrel, and it's done!

The Gatling close-in defense guns fired in turns, creating a blazing fire net and blasting one anti-ship missile after another in mid-air.

Moreover, behind the cat and mouse sisters are the heavy cruiser Prinz Eugen, the battlecruiser Gneisenau, the two pocket battleships Lützow and Scheer which are a bit old but still persisting, and two destroyers which are small in size but also want to play their role and value!

Seeing that Bismarck and Tirpitz were surrounded by missiles, these warships ignored their own safety and continued to fire at the dive bombers in the sky with heavy anti-aircraft guns, while at the same time freely throwing the infrared jamming bombs on their ships everywhere.

Under the illumination of the muzzle flames that rose one after another, clusters of jammers' fireworks dragged bright red fireworks, and on the dark night of Biscay Bay, it was like a peacock spreading its tail and a phoenix dancing, completely lighting up the nightless sky!

Under such beautiful scenery, the anti-ship missiles, relying only on the "instinct" of simple circuits, have been completely dazzled by the dazzling array. They are swaying like drunkards, and are about to lose their target, and finally plunge into the sea in vain!

However, this time, it is not so easy...

"Damn you German sailors, do you think we are just decorations?!"

In addition to Esek Dumpling, which was mainly engaged in air combat, Enterprise and Saratoga spat together. Suddenly, several missiles seemed to have sensed something, and they used all their simple gliding mechanisms to slowly turn the direction of their guidance heads!

Seeing this scene, how could Bismarck, who was firing madly with a dense formation, not know what was going on?

"This is... Tizi! Eugen! Be careful! Some of their anti-ship missiles are operated by ship girls!"

"Yeah! Sister Bismarck, I get it!"

"I see, sister, tsk..."

Listening to the well-behaved Eugen and the somewhat impatient Grape, the Persian cat, who was holding the close-in defense gun and turning fire to attack those "suspected guided missiles of the ship girl", a hash mark instantly popped up on his forehead: "Silly girl, you can see it but you still don't pay attention, are you still arguing with me?"

Before he finished speaking, the hull tilted violently. An anti-ship missile that slipped through the net almost hit the antenna rack of the fire control director on the top of the command tower and flew out at a critical moment. Tirpitz on the other side of the battlefield followed suit, shrinking its head and sinking its bow. A missile also hit the top of the No. 2 main turret, leaving a spark and bouncing out.

Judging from the monotonous and clumsy trajectory of these missiles, they were obviously unmanned. Moreover, the Bat anti-ship missiles used armor-piercing shells, so it would not matter even if they hit the turret and exploded - with the amount of explosives in the armor-piercing shells, the power of the external explosion alone could not do anything to the top armor of the main turret of a battleship.

but……

With a loud bang, an anti-ship missile that had also brushed past the Tirpitz battleship rushed straight towards the Lützow pocket battleship that was also firing desperately behind the hamster!

After a violent explosion, a huge and shocking hole appeared on the upper deck of the stern of the ten-year-old ship, and even the steering gear failed for a time! At the same time, the high temperature of the explosion also ignited the surrounding combustibles. The blazing flames brought up billowing black smoke, providing a perfect target for all anti-ship missiles!

However, even so, this unknown and unremarkable veteran still persisted under the command of its captain. Not only did it not retreat, but it also swayed more infrared fireworks.

The severely damaged pocket battleship, when the rear main gun could no longer be used, did not hesitate to turn her front main turret, which was useless in air defense operations, and with a loud bang, it sprayed out a long dragon of fire towards the direction of the incoming anti-ship missiles!

"Captain, the Lützow sent a telegram: They will use themselves to cover the aircraft carriers' retreat. I wish us all a safe return... May God bless the Great German Fleet."

In the C4ISR command center of the battleship Bismarck, the signalman relayed the last words of the seriously injured veteran in a low voice, with a calm tone, trying hard to suppress his trembling voice, and everyone listened silently in the gunfire. On the top of the bridge separated by a wall, Bismarck, who had just emptied a close-in defense gun, closed his eyes and shook his head, and teleported to another close-in defense gun without hesitation.

Old soldiers never die, they just fade away. And for an "outdated weapon" like her, which was built with the concept of big ships and big guns, even if she dies on the battlefield, isn't it still fulfilling her duty until the last moment?

Not to mention her, Grapes and Eugen, even the most ordinary sailors and warships, at this time, no one cared about their own safety! Even though the Lutzow was burning nearby.

only……

"So you have something like this to counter anti-ship missiles, but...how dare you be distracted in front of me?"

"American ship girl?" Bismarck was so frightened by the sudden voice that his hair stood up.

"Remember this, the one that's sending you to see God is the United States Navy aircraft carrier CV-2 Saratoga!"

Chapter 857: Lindemann's Death

In the space of consciousness, that was simply a cold and stern female voice with a black disease attack. At the same time, three obviously guided anti-ship missiles rushed in almost at the same time. The rudders that kept shaking left and right made their trajectories very erratic! Even if Bismarck fired at full force, it only managed to blow up the second missile before being directly hit! And just as large pieces of debris from the missile explosion swept across her deck and superstructure, a rolling fireball that was constantly bursting and bursting violently also exploded at the 145mm upper side armor in the middle of her hull!

"Sister? How are you?!"

Although they were always quarreling and making trouble and seemed a little arrogant and petty, in the WIFI space, the first person to speak out and show concern for the injured Bismarck was none other than Tirpitz, who was still holding the Phalanx in his hand.

but……

"How dare you be distracted in front of me, Intel Price? Very good - regret your recklessness."

In another somewhat arrogant and radical female voice, two anti-ship missiles with erratic and strange trajectories rushed towards Tirpitz one after another. The northern otaku girl who was unable to react in time just turned around with the dense array to blow up a missile and turned her head at the same time, and the other missile had already turned into a violent sound on the front bridge!

"Oh no! Lindemann..."

The terrified Tizi didn't care that her head suddenly shook and she felt a little dizzy. She was anxious and anxiously sensed her bridge - but what she saw was a mess on the top of the bridge. Her captain Lindemann was knocked down by the sudden tilt of the bridge and fell into a pool of blood in a corner on the other side of the explosion. He was also seriously injured!

"Lindemann!"

Ti Zi's heart seemed to be pulled up by something all of a sudden.

But Enterprise on the other side was even more aggressive, and Tirpitz's position was closer to the southwest - the direction of the main attack of the US aircraft group! The blazing fire on the injured warship was as sensitive to the anti-ship missile's guidance head as a shark smelling blood!

Many of the missiles were actively guided by the Enterprise!

Missiles were flying one after another, and the trajectory of some of them was becoming more and more erratic. Although she was very worried about Lindemann's safety, she had to hold on to the close-in defense gun and grit her teeth to intercept the remaining missiles. In fact, in addition to urgently calling the "platelets" for help through her own internal communication network, she had to deal with the siege of seven or eight missiles alone, and she was now completely unable to do anything else!

As Tizi was panicking, as if he had sensed something, Lindman, who was covered in blood, still gritted his teeth and raised his head stubbornly in a corner that was almost buried by blood and corpses. With his dim eyes, he once again looked at the ring on his hand with the Viking ship's shield emblem. Although he was seriously injured and very weak, he was still resolute, and there seemed to be endless regret and concern in his words. With his last bit of strength, he whispered softly:

"Tirpitz... you must protect... everyone, and protect... yourself..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his head dropped, his hands tilted, and his body rolled over to the ground without any sound. Only Tirpitz's heart-wrenching cry was left, echoing throughout the fleet's radio communication channels and WIFI:

"Lindemann—"

On the other side of the battlefield, Tirpitz's grief-filled cry was suddenly heard. Lütjens, Bushun and others on this side were all shocked.

"Lindemann? He..."

They lowered their heads in silent mourning, made the sign of the cross and said Amen softly. No matter it was the big bad guy in Tirpitz's mind who had strict training requirements but always doted on him, or the fierce and capable subordinate in Lütjens' memory who even dared to go against him, or the humorous and witty "brother-in-law" who the time traveler Bismarck was familiar with in daily life, or even Top who always made him feel inexplicably unhappy but they got to know each other through fighting... Scenes were replayed one by one, and could not help but emerge in everyone's mind.

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However, on the battlefield, there is no time for mourning or reminiscing!

With a loud bang, two more anti-ship missiles hit the grief-stricken Tirpitz. Along with the roar of the explosion, there was also a very hegemonic and hateful female voice that continued to mock smugly: "Is your captain dead? I am really guilty - otherwise, I will send you down with him!"

Seeing Tirpitz's sad expression, companies like Aunt Sam who are in a dominant position are even more gloating.

Moreover, the battle situation at this time had become even more unfavorable - in the first round of missile attacks, in addition to the Tirpitz that was hit by three bullets where Lindemann was killed, Prinz Eugen was hit by one bullet and missed by one at close range; the Bismarck was hit by two bullets and one was hit by the close-range explosion; among the other ships, Gneisenau was hit by two bullets, Lützow was hit by two bullets, and the Admiral Scheer pocket battleship was also hit by one bullet.

Although no one has sunk yet, as anti-ship missiles are only a threat to targets above the waterline, the blazing flames have become a perfect target for the next round of anti-ship missile attacks! At the same time, due to the fire and injuries, the anti-aircraft firepower of each ship has also obviously decreased - and at this moment, the sixteen remaining dive bombers led by McCluskey, Best, and Fleming of the Enterprise aircraft carrier have taken advantage of the chaos to rush into the inner circle of the anti-aircraft wheel formation!

"Lindman... bastard bastard bastard American bastard! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, ahhhhh!"

The furious deep-sea battleship Tirpitz opened her angry and sad eyes again. The original ignorant and willful girl's feelings had completely disappeared at this moment. The raging anger in her eyes seemed to dye her originally sapphire-like pupils into a bright blood red! Ignoring the scars all over her body, she turned around and raised the anti-aircraft gun muzzle on the other side of her body that was still well preserved. She desperately vented her sadness and madness!

Even though the group of six dive bombers led by McCluskey flew over her head at high speed, they were almost unable to turn to avoid it at this moment, and were hit by the fire net that was like a volcanic eruption under their feet. Even the two wingmen behind her were about to dive and could not avoid it. They were hit by the madness of Deep Sea Tirpitz and exploded in the air.