Bismarck

Renown saw the Scharnhorst and Gneisenau begin to retreat to the side, and turned around to catch up.

Still want to chase? Your opponent is me!

I chuckled and adjusted the course of the main body, and soon crossed the route that Renown and Counterattack might pursue them. In fact, Shag was seriously injured in the previous battle, and it was already a stretch for him to hold on until now. After finding that the pursuit was hopeless and without Shane's restraint, Renown began to shift its firepower to fire at me.

Although I destroyed the Repulse's front main turret, it seems that they only have 10 main guns and I have 8 main guns, but their defense is much worse than mine, and it seems that the gap between their two main guns combined and mine is not very big, but in fact it is not the case at all! Because my 8 main guns are suppressing the Repulse, there is no way to suppress the reputation (if they are fired separately, the consequence of the firepower dispersion is that neither of the two opponents can suppress each other...),

Therefore, unlike the Repulse, which had to frequently evade at the expense of firepower accuracy, the Renown could fire at me at full force without any restrictions! ! The firepower of a warship that attacks at full force without any scruples is terrifying.

Soon, I was surrounded by tall water columns one after another, and the nearby water splashes even directly onto my bridge!

In order to avoid the full gun port attack of Renown, I had to start dancing the Yangko (why did I suddenly imagine a beautiful woman dressed like a country girl dancing the Yangko...what the hell is this), and under the continuous maneuvering, I had to give up the attack on the Counterattack. As a result, even the Counterattack began to stabilize and fired at me, and clusters of shells exploded in streams of water around me.

And soon, the Repulse's sighting and observation system, which had stabilized, began to improve in accuracy.

Shells flew in the sky, creating streaks of fire. In my mind, I kept classifying the trajectories of the shells, distinguishing between the threatening and the non-threatening ones, and making various maneuvers accordingly. At the same time, I kept aiming at the counterattack, firing a series of shells when I had time, but when I maneuvered, my hit rate was worrying.

Being at a disadvantage, I was soon hit. A shell was heading straight for the bridge. I desperately turned the rudder to the left and managed to avoid its impact point, but I still failed to dodge it and it only hit a less important place.

I took a solid hit on my port side.

With a loud "bang", the warship shook violently, and at the same time, a large pool of blood spurted out of my clothes at the waist. I shivered in pain and fell to the ground.

"Well--"

"Sister, what's wrong with you!" Tirpitz's panicked voice came from his mind.

"No, it's okay." I said tremblingly.

Just as I was thinking about hiding the wound, the captain on the other side, not caring that he had not yet stood firmly, grabbed the handrail and rushed to my side: "Bismarck, how are you?"

He glanced at my area, turned to Lindemann and said, "Report the damage immediately!!"

The captain wanted to bandage me, but his hand stopped mid-air.

"It's useless. The damage to the main body cannot be prevented in the projection." I shook my head. "Captain, I'm only slightly injured. I was hit by a shell on the deck. There is no structural damage to the hull at all."

The captain looked at me and nodded.

I'm telling the truth. For a 50,000-ton warship, what's the big deal about a deck shell? Even if there are more than a dozen shells, as long as they don't hit the core cabin, it's hard to cause real damage to me.

However, feeling the inquiring eyes in the bridge, I was a little confused. My only mistake was that I did not cut off the connection between the hull and the projection in this situation, so that the projection also showed feedback when the hull was injured. After all, the waist injury was in full view of everyone. I heard the crew members talking quietly, how did I get injured? There was no sign of the sealed bridge being penetrated!

How can I explain this? I held my forehead helplessly.

"Come to my seat." The captain helped me stand up, then pulled me to his seat, while he stood next to me.

"Captain, this is your position!" I was anxious. The crew members were already looking at me with inquiring eyes. Now that I was in the center, it was my own fault...

"Sit down." The captain said coldly.

"..."

At the captain's request, I had no choice but to nod and sit down quietly. Then, without having time to think about anything else, my brain started to work frantically, and all computing power was used in ballistic calculations - as for the things the crew were discussing, I left it to the captain to resolve.

Isn't it the captain's job to protect his own warship?

I closed my eyes and leaned against the armrest of my seat, intending to cut off the pain. However, the stimulation of the pain made my consciousness clearer. I could more clearly feel the rampage of the enemy ship, the efforts of the sailors, the target's course parameters, the captain's concerns, and my own determination - I wanted revenge strongly!

My mental power spread out wildly, scanning almost the entire Repulse. I marked out various important compartments, such as the ammunition depot, engine room, bridge, etc.

The heavy armor-piercing shells were dragged into the hoist and stuffed into the gun barrel. The image of the Repulse, which had been pressed in the fire control sight, was extremely clear in my mind! I clearly felt that the director and the artillery had all been mobilized by my consciousness. Both the captain and I knew that the two-sided attack was the most unfavorable situation. The only way to break it was to break one of their fists! The Repulse, which I had been shooting at before, was my target. Although it was scarred, it was still firing at me, but my intuition told me that this time... you can't run away! ! !

"All guns—fire!"

With a loud bang, my hull trembled, and eight 800KG armor-piercing shells with an indomitable momentum, as well as my determination and anger, rushed towards the Repulse, which was still firing tenaciously!

The armor-piercing shell drew a curved parabola, and then four small wings suddenly jumped out when approaching the Repulse - this would cause a loss of kinetic energy. Although it might not be able to penetrate the armor of a battleship, it would be enough for a battlecruiser!

I saw clearly that this time, one of the shells penetrated the deck near the rear main gun of the Repulse, tore through the thin armor and plunged into the ammunition depot of the rear main gun deep inside the hull of the Repulse!!!

With a deafening roar, even we could see a dazzling flash reflected from the clouds 20 kilometers away. The Repulse's hull suddenly lifted up, a ball of fire gushed out along with armor fragments, and the "fragile" hull broke into two pieces on the spot in the violent explosion, each lifted high and quickly sank into the seabed. At such a fast speed, no one could escape.

In less than five minutes, the proud warship of the British disappeared on the sea.

Above the huge vortex where the battleship sank, a huge cloud of smoke rose into the sky, as if to send the battlecruiser Repulse and the 1400 officers and soldiers on board to heaven...

Counterattack, dead!

There was a warm cheer in the bridge. The nearly forty-year-old gunner shouted as loudly as a recruit, while operating the sight to focus on the Renown and cheering loudly.

The captain's expression also relaxed and he smiled at me slightly. His eyes seemed to contain encouragement, relief and consolation. After one of the two battleships was sunk, the reputation of the other one was no longer a threat. It was only a matter of time.

I was just about to make a joke to the captain, but my smile froze in the middle of its blooming because I saw the Renown actually start to turn and rush towards me!

"Captain, the Renown is coming towards me!"

The captain was stunned and quickly walked to the porthole and looked out.

Sure enough, under the cover of dark clouds, the reputation that was originally facing us from the stern is now facing us from the bow.

Could it be...? I quickly looked towards the surrounding sea area, and sure enough, ominous shadows appeared densely on the sea surface to my southwest.

Soon, the anxious shouts of the radar soldiers made the previously joyful bridge fall silent, and the suffocating pressure suddenly weighed on everyone, including the captain and me...

Battleship Rodney! Battleship Nelson! Battleship Warspite! Four heavy cruisers! Four light cruisers! Nearly twenty destroyers! And even though they were not visible, the two aircraft carriers Ark Royal and Glorious were definitely showing their fangs in a corner not far away!

The entire main force of the British Empire Royal Navy's Home Fleet has arrived! ...

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Chapter 87: Home Fleet

"Swish——" A sharp whistling sound came from far away, quickly passed over my head, and then smashed out a column of water on my starboard side.

"Be careful to avoid it." the captain shouted.

The atmosphere on the bridge was only a moment of celebration before it was immediately overwhelmed by unspeakable pressure, with the shadow of the British Home Fleet looming over everyone's mind. Even after so long, the reputation of the British Empire was still feared by the Germans, especially their navy, which was regarded as the most terrifying threat by the Germans.

Now, it’s face to face.

On the horizon, a row of black warships broke through the waves.

Three British battleships lined up in a column to outflank me from the west. The bullets from more than 20 large-caliber heavy guns dragged colorful tracers and fell from the clouds like dense hail. For a moment, my whole body was soaked. Under their cover, the Renown and the heavy cruisers behind it lined up and rushed towards me bravely. In front of them, that is, closer to me, the British destroyers had been divided into several squadrons and spread out like a net, and four light cruisers farther away were spreading out in groups of two to search the surrounding waters. The Home Fleet set up a dragnet, wanting us to have nowhere to escape.

A dragnet?

Well...if I run at top speed, can they catch up with me?

It seems that this encirclement is of no use to me. I am probably the most relaxed person on the bridge. As long as I drive at full speed and reach a speed of 37 knots, the fastest British destroyer may not be able to catch up with me. Even if it catches up, it will be useless because my heavy artillery will send it to hell.

The damage control has now controlled the fire, and now I don't feel as much pain as before. Fortunately, the damage was on the upper deck. Except for a 150 secondary turret and a 105 anti-aircraft turret being destroyed and water entering from the waves, the damage was not very serious. Since I designed it with a comprehensive protection concept, there are also armored walls inside the hull, so even water ingress is not a big problem.

Look, now my main body is firing at the Renown, making evasive maneuvers, and preparing to turn around and retreat - as long as I want to leave, no one can stop me!

if only······

"Bismarck," the captain said to me calmly, as if the opposing fleet did not exist, "We cannot retreat now."

"Why?!" I was a little surprised. We were facing the British Home Fleet. If we didn't withdraw...

"Any considerations?"

The captain of the "Bontay" turned around and nodded. "It has been less than an hour since I ordered Bontay and Schaengner to retreat. Besides, this place is only about 70 nautical miles away from Narvik. Their main guns have a range of to kilometers. So..."

"I understand." I nodded helplessly. It seemed that the captain was determined to save Narvik.

As he spoke, the captain walked over to me sitting in the chair and gently touched my head: "They can't run far in this short time, so we have to try to delay for a while. You may have to work hard for a while." Then he touched my face again. I had a fever in public, but I still nodded gently.

The confidential officer had previously sent out the intelligence confirming the encounter with the main force of the British Home Fleet, and the captain did not forget to ask about the situation at Bonte. Soon, Bonte called back to say that the unloading of troops and supplies was almost complete, and that they were ready to break out, and also wished us a smooth operation.

Seeing this reply, the captain and I felt a little relieved.

"Don't be fooled by his big and strong figure, Bangtai is actually quite cunning." The captain said with a smile. "But we still have to cover them for a while."

"This mission is not easy to complete." I said with a headache, "There is a fleet on the other side. The rain of bullets alone can directly overwhelm me."

"Keep your distance...you sit down." Just as I remembered it, the captain pushed me down again.

Captain, I know you care about me, but I don't need to rest like ordinary people! Besides, how can I use my abilities in front of everyone?

But the captain was so strong that I could only sit on the chair and point in the direction of the British fleet. I asked the captain, "They are encircling us now. If we don't retreat, we will be surrounded, right?"

"Increase the distance, filter out most of the naval gun range, and engage in a firefight with the British battleships at a distance of 20000 yards!" The captain gave me an action plan.

"You don't need to hit them very accurately, just make sure you don't get hit by them." The captain added.

"I understand." I nodded. "But now we still need to retreat and create some distance."

"kindness."

"Bismarck, left rudder!"

"understand!"

Fortunately, the British fire control system needs to judge the error to correct the shooting. Even though each ship uses tracer bullets of different colors to determine the landing point of their shells (very similar to the fireworks at the festival before the time travel), some technical means can be used to send the flagship's shooting parameters to the warships behind to command the shooting, but the shooting order must be strictly controlled. And there will still be a certain error.

So even though they had a lot of ships, their firing was very restricted. Each ship had to calculate the shooting time and wait until other ships had finished firing and were sure there would be no interference before they could open fire. That’s why I was able to hold on. Otherwise, if so many ships had fired at full force at the same time, I would have been killed in seconds.

But even so, I didn't feel very good. Just now, my deck had been hit by two 203mm shells from the cruiser, and a 406mm near miss shell landed and exploded next to me.

"Bang--" The explosive released huge energy in an instant, and then poured onto the wall of my ship through the conduction of the liquid.

"The lightning protection compartment is damaged and there are signs of water ingress," I reported immediately.

"Damage Control—"

“No need,” I said, “I’ve already blocked it.”

After all, it wasn't a direct hit, and most of the power of the explosion was dissipated. The shock wave only caused a small crack in my cabin wall, which I quickly fused and repaired myself.

"Yes." The captain nodded. "Be careful."

I didn't answer, concentrating on dodging the incoming shells.

The shock wave from the underwater explosion caused some water to enter my torpedo compartment, the damage was minimal, but as I watched the water columns becoming more and more accurate as the British adjusted their shooting parameters, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

The captain seemed to have noticed something and patted my head again: "Don't panic, just pull them to the west. I will direct the course, and you just need to take care of the main guns. Remember, you must find a way to destroy the Renown! They are the biggest threat!!"

He said the last sentence seriously. So I nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

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Chapter 88: Fight and run away, that’s how confident you are!

"Bismarck, port fifteen, three into four!"

"understand!"

My body quickly responded to the captain's orders and followed his movements. The ship drew a beautiful arc in the rain of bullets, facing the wind and waves, and evacuated to the northwest at a speed of 32 knots - although this would expose my side to the three British battleships for a while. However, it was obviously more important to lure them away and give Bonte more time.

I think I understand this decision.

The speed of the three British battleships was less than 24 knots. (Although the fastest speed of the Warspite was 24.5 knots in theory, that was a little cheating when it was just launched for sea trials. Now it is an "old lady" in her twenties, and it has been equipped with a torpedo cabin. After the resistance increased greatly, it can only run at 23 knots.) As long as I don't corrupt my character like the "later" Hood, I can get rid of the three of them as soon as possible without exposing the maximum speed of 37 knots. (If you don't know the deeds of the Hood, you can Baidu the Battle of Mers El Kebir. The British government represented by the Hood was definitely a corrupt behavior of adding insult to injury and stabbing its ally in the back! So it's no wonder that it was killed in the first place in the Denmark Strait in history...)

As for the ammunition depot and rudder being blown up by a single shot ~ well, Eugen hasn't escorted me yet, so I guess I don't need to worry about it for now.

Moreover, at this heading, I could still use all 8 main guns to fire at the Renown. With my best aim, the tracers of 800KG armor-piercing shells crossed the dark sky, drew a curved parabola, and then exploded around the Renown. The poor Renown was swayed from side to side by my attack, leaving a twisting track.

"Swish, swish, swish--" A series of shells flew past the top of my command tower.

"Phew - that was close!" I secretly thanked my luck. If the trajectory was a little lower, it wouldn't be so fun - it would have exploded the command tower or something...

"It's over." My face changed. Speaking of the command tower, I remembered that I haven't strengthened it yet. I remember that my command tower was blown up during the Rhine exercise, and Lindemann and the captain were killed on the spot...

With the bombs flying everywhere now, if there is another bomb like this - no.

I immediately decided to extract the internal armor and fuse it to the command tower bit by bit. Although the speed may be slow, the more I can add, the better. As for why I didn't extract the steel from the outer shell - my main armor is already thin enough because of the comprehensive protection. If I extract more, it will be as thin as paper.

The steel inside "flowed" up the bulkhead at the fastest speed I could achieve, and then was secured outside the bridge.

"Captain, you take the helm!" I stood on tiptoe and whispered in the captain's ear, "I want to take full control of the navigation!"

"Okay." The captain nodded without any hesitation, walked up and patted the helmsman on the shoulder, motioning him to go away.

There was no other way. The enemy's firepower was too intense. After the captain stood on the bridge, I immediately used all my strength to evade the enemy's bombardment. My main body also began to shake under his "control".

This of course greatly affected my shooting, but there was no way. If it weren't for this reason, my reputation would have been accompanied by her counterattack!

Under the intense maneuvers, I had to give up control of the shooting and let the crew take control, while I concentrated on figuring out the evasive route.

"How is it? Can you still hold on?" The captain asked worriedly, looking ahead. The constantly exploding water wet the glass of the bridge over and over again.

"It's okay, still--um" my words were interrupted in the middle of my mouth, and a shell hit my armor at an angle, making a duang sound.