Bismarck

"It's okay, it ricocheted." Seeing the captain's serious look, I immediately comforted him, "The angle was good, it bounced directly, only a little paint was wiped off."

"If you can't hold on, just tell us and we'll retreat immediately." The captain said. He looked at his watch and saw that more than half an hour had passed. "If Bangtai moves faster, we should be able to make it in time."

"It's okay." I shook my head. "It's better to be safe. I'm not injured yet, so I can hold on."

The rain of bullets became more and more dense and more and more accurate. It was true that the British sighting system became more and more accurate as time went on. In the end, no matter how hard I tried, I could not avoid the shells.

“Boom—Boom!”

As I watched helplessly, a 406mm armor-piercing shell came crashing down and hit the top of my Dora turret. The powerful kinetic energy instantly penetrated my most vulnerable top armor - the turret top which was only 180mm thick. Then it exploded violently inside, and all the crew members inside were killed on the spot...

In an instant, my Dora's turret stopped rotating and drooped down. Fire began to spread rapidly inside and thick smoke rose up.

"Tick, tick." The blood slid down the snow-white forearm, then gathered at the fingertips and dripped.

"Captain, Dora's turret is destroyed!" I shouted.

"Damage control team, hurry!" Lindemann immediately broadcast to the entire ship, "Dora's turret is seriously damaged!"

The fire was spreading rapidly, soon licking all areas inside.

Damn it, there's an ammunition depot right below us, and the ammunition depot must not explode!

I was startled, and my consciousness instantly came to the turret, which was already like purgatory. Through the thick smoke and flames, I scanned the various protective measures. The only thing I was thankful for was that all the protective doors had been closed according to regulations at that time, and there was no such a pitfall as Hood (the consequence of greed for convenience). Even though the inside was already blown to pieces, there was an isolation fire door on the turret hoist, so there was no need to worry about the fire spreading to the ammunition depot below, and there was no danger of a secondary explosion for the time being. I checked it carefully again and dealt with some possible problems.

Looking up, the efficient crew had already picked up the water pipes and started to put out the fire under the shells, and soon controlled the fire. They were undoubtedly taking great risks to put out the fire on the unprotected deck. In a short while, several 152 shells exploded near the damage control team, and one of them directly killed several guys, but the remaining personnel did not waver. After pulling down the bodies of their companions, they continued to put out the fire seriously.

My eyes are a little wet...

After the fire was successfully controlled and my wounds were no longer painful, I turned my attention back to the bridge.

"Speed ​​up and increase the distance from the British warships!" the captain shouted.

After the rear main gun was destroyed, my firepower suddenly decreased by a quarter. I was already fighting in an extremely unfavorable situation, and now I was suppressed and couldn't even raise my head. I had now become a moving target. The captain had no choice but to show my last trump card.

"understand!"

My ship shook slightly, then the propeller speed increased, the speed began to increase, and I started to escape to the northwest.

"What's the situation with the rear main gun?" the captain asked when he had time.

"If it's damage control, I'd say it's under control, the fire is completely out," I said, "but the main gun is completely destroyed, I guess I'll have to go to the factory for an overhaul when I get back."

"It has no effect on your structure." The captain asked. "Give me your hand."

"No." I shook my head and then raised my hands obediently.

The captain picked up my forearm and touched the hideous dark red scar. After the bleeding stopped, the wound became even more horrific. Compared to facing the turned-out flesh, I would rather look at the rolled-up blackened steel.

"Captain, stop looking at it, it's too ugly." I whispered as I saw the captain staring at the wound.

"What's so ugly?" The captain glared at me, then picked up a towel and bandaged my wound.

Seeing his serious look, I couldn't help but blush.

It’s so embarrassing!

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As the speed increased, the distance between me and the British battleships became larger and larger, and with my efforts to avoid them, the threat of their artillery to me also decreased - although one of the main gun shells hit the rear bridge, and then blew up the main gun backup director and several 37MM anti-aircraft guns, almost blinding my eyes in the projection, there was no other result.

After several shells all exploded behind my stern, I finally got out of the battleship's range.

But, reputation, what do you want to do?

I saw the Renown cutting in from one side with several light and heavy cruisers, firing at me with the four 381mm main guns on its front deck and the cruisers' small water pipes.

Are you bullying me because I'm missing a rear main turret? !

I sneered and immediately turned the remaining three turrets, pouring all my firepower over there. It was hit by a bullet immediately, and thick smoke billowed out.

"Captain, the Renown and several cruisers are following us!"

I leaned my right arm against the chair to cover my left arm, and at the same time put my left hand on the wound on my left waist, and said to the captain: "Do you want to turn around now and deal with the reputation first?"

The captain thought about it for a moment, and seeing that the distance between me and the battleship had widened, he nodded and said, "...Alright! If we don't destroy their reputation, neither Bonte nor Schaengnai will be able to escape!"

"I understand!"

Under the captain's steering, my huge body gradually turned to the right, just in front of the Renown's course, and the remaining six main guns were all pointed at the Renown. The Renown was not to be outdone, and also turned right, and formed a column with several cruisers, firing at me. But without the threat of those battleships, even if the Renown dragged a few cruisers, it was no match for me in terms of armor defense or shooting accuracy (Do you think this is World of Warships! Three cruisers beat battleships?! Tu Yan!!!)

Especially when I’m paying close attention!

Under my control, Renown was soon hit by two more 380mm main gun shells. This time, the hit point was very good. I made two big holes in its bridge and engine room. An armor-piercing shell drilled into it, and then the main engine was destroyed by me. Its speed quickly dropped to knots.

"Hit the target hard!" the gunner shouted.

There was a cheer from the bridge.

The severely damaged Reputation immediately released smoke, and then fled in a cloud of dust under the desperate cover of the cruisers.

"No need to pursue!" The captain looked at the back of Renown with some regret. If he continued to fight, he would definitely sink it, but the battleship behind would catch up soon.

"Get rid of the cruiser!" he ordered again.

"understand!"

I straightened the course again and aimed my guns at the remaining cruisers. The cruisers fired at me desperately. Although their courage was commendable, I really didn't care about the damage of their small water pipes. I took several 152 and 203 shells, and except for destroying some superstructures and anti-aircraft guns, the loss was not great. On the contrary, they fled in a panic under my precise attack - how could the weak armor of the cruiser withstand the bombardment of my 380 heavy guns? It was so cool to hit one armored area with one shot!

One cruiser was very unlucky and was hit by my bullet in its ammunition depot. With the huge explosion, the bridge and the ship flew into the sky.

"Well done!" the captain said to me with a smile. Although the Renown escaped, the Repulse was enough to be included in the list of sinkings, and now a cruiser has been added.

"Captain, I know I am the best, please praise me!" I said with a smile. This is Bismarck's classic line.

"Hahaha." The captain patted my shoulder with a smile.

But I obviously forgot that happiness can lead to sorrow. I just relaxed and thought I was out of danger. As a result, when I was about to escape the encirclement, the Renown, which was retreating in a panic but still continued to bombard me, was lucky enough to win the jackpot. A 381MM armor-piercing shell hit me from 50 kilometers away. I had no time to dodge and could only watch the shell hit my starboard side near the bridge. With several "bangs", it also smashed through my 80mm upper deck armor and mm dome armor and drilled into the auxiliary engine room.

"hiss--"

"Bismarck, what's wrong?!" The captain was stunned for a moment and nervously held my shoulders.

"Cannon, shells, hitting the engine room!"

Cold sweat broke out on my forehead. The engine room is my core cabin. I didn't even let Tirpitz see it. Now it was suddenly pierced by a heavy artillery. The intense pain made me turn pale and I squatted down on the spot, holding my stomach in pain.

"Are you okay? Damage Control Team!!!"

"Huff, huff, huff--" I breathed in big gulps, trying to relieve the pain with this subconscious action.

"It's okay, it's a dud and it didn't explode." It took me a while to recover. I was so weak.

But I quietly pulled up her clothes and took a look, and saw a red spot on her originally snow-white belly. If it were on a human, it would be considered a heavy bleeding.

I smiled to myself and touched my abdomen lightly.

"Hiss——" It still hurts!

Luckily it was a dud. If it had exploded, I would have fainted. Later, even the captain was terrified when he talked about it...

But fortunately, this time it ended safely.

As the shadow of the British fleet disappeared on the sea and sky line, I breathed a sigh of relief after my wounds were "bandaged" by the damage control team. I didn't care about the wounds and blood on my body, and my disheveled image, and I leaned against the porthole of the bridge and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The damn British are really abominable. They hurt me so badly. Fortunately, I didn't lose any power and was able to escape... I don't know how the sisters Bangtai and Shane are doing. I hope they can come back safely."

As I watched the main body's injuries gradually recover, I wondered if they had also managed to escape the British pursuit...

"...After sinking the Repulse, the Bismarck battleship sailed northwest to break out, and after severely damaging the Renown and the cruisers London and Edinburgh, it disappeared into the depths of the ocean...The British Home Fleet failed to catch up with the Bismarck battleship, and instead wasted four hours in the round trip...Although the Swordfish bombers that took off from the British aircraft carriers kept chasing the Bismarck after the weather improved, the Bismarck battleship finally got rid of the pursuit of the British Home Fleet at its maximum speed of 37 knots...The British made a mistake. The mistake of dispersing the forces was that after the main fleet pursued the Bismarck, it could only use limited forces to search and pursue other German fleets, and lost the most favorable opportunity to destroy Scharnhorst and Gneisenau and the German destroyer fleet...Since Bismarck had tied up the British attention for several hours, Scharnhorst and Gneisenau successfully broke through. With the cooperation of the submarine force, Bonte's destroyer fleet severely damaged the British heavy cruiser "Kent" at the cost of losing four destroyers in the narrow Norwegian fjord, sank and severely damaged three British destroyers, and killed the commander of the British Second Destroyer Squadron, Wall. Colonel Burton Lee. After breaking out, they joined the supply ship Wedel to refuel and successfully returned to Germany. In the Norwegian Campaign, the German submarine force solved the torpedo problem and used wolf pack tactics to show its power. In just ten days from April 3 to 4, they sank the Glorious aircraft carrier, severely damaged the battleship Warspite, sank 10 cruisers, damaged 20 cruisers, sank and damaged 3 destroyers and 4 transport ships. In addition, the German mainland's pocket battleships Scheer and Lutzow were a powerful threat, while the British army was in trouble because of the activities of the Bismarck and other disguised attack ships in the Atlantic. The Allies were forced to withdraw heavy troops to protect the Atlantic transport line. The remaining troops of the Home Fleet were completely unable to guarantee the normal use of sea control in the North Sea, which eventually paralyzed the logistics line of the 7 Allied officers and soldiers in the Norwegian battlefield. They were unable to attack the German Narvik garrison, which still had only more than 33 people after airdrop reinforcements... With the disastrous defeat of France on the European continent, the Allies were forced to withdraw from Norway. By June 25000, with the withdrawal of the last batch of Allied troops, Germany won a comprehensive victory in the Norwegian campaign at the cost of losing 3000 submarines, 6 destroyers and the heavy cruiser Blücher. "

----Excerpt from "The Third Reich's Naval History: The Norwegian Naval Battle"

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Valentine's Day Extra (I)

Today is Valentine's Day. When I woke up in the morning, I saw the big February 14th.

Well, it's a good day.

I turned on the TV and started to wash up. A few days ago, businesses had started a massive publicity campaign to get couples to spend a lot of money on this day, including restaurants, diamonds, and most importantly, hotels! So I stood upstairs and looked down, and the streets were full of couples holding hands.

This is going to torture single guys to death...luckily I have Lütjens.

"Mom, where is my skirt?" I stood in front of the mirror, looked at myself carefully, and then shouted.

He's quite handsome, so it shouldn't be embarrassing to go out with him.

"Which skirt?" Mom wiped her hands on her apron and came out.

"The pink one."

"Did Lütjens buy it for you?" asked Mom.

"Yeah," I responded carefully.

"Are you going out with him today?" Mom said bluntly while standing at the door.

"Um...Mom, that's the captain," I said with a smile.

"Lütjens is about the same age as your father!"

"Mom~ What era is this? Gender can't stop true love, let alone age? Don't be like this~" Seeing that the situation was not good, I immediately started to act coquettishly.

My ultimate weapon!

My mother quickly surrendered, "I can't stand you. You are obviously older than me, why are you still acting like a child?"

"I am obviously a child!"

A few years ago, the Sea Fog Fleet and the human government had a temporary truce after the war. I woke up during that time, along with the captain - he and I sank together in the last battle in the North Sea. After I woke up, I quickly realized the difference in the times I was in, and then I found myself in the 21st century.

Then... join the Communist Party!

I discussed it with the captain and he respected my choice, so he and I appeared together in the devastated Shanghai Port.

The port of Shanghai was almost reduced to ruins by gravity cannons due to the blockade of sea fog. Even though humans and sea fog have temporarily ceased fighting [actually, the sea fog has stopped attacking], ordinary people still have a strong fear of sea fog. So when I painted the iconic livery of sea fog and appeared in the style of a World War II battleship, the whole country was alarmed...

I was the first Sea Mist ship to defect to China, and it was a large battleship, so naturally the attention I received was unparalleled. The military treated me like a hot commodity, and even the captain was re-awarded a military rank - of course, no longer an admiral, but only a major general, and had no real power.

The media was filming my ship all day long. During those days, the Chinese government was making a lot of noise in the United Nations because of my joining the ship. However, only a few high-ranking officials knew about my existence, so not many people came to harass me. In addition to occasionally cooperating with the country's research and escort missions, the captain and I finally lived a peaceful life.

I later found my parents. This time and space is the same except for the history and the appearance of sea fog. So I not only have parents, but also another me, my childhood self.

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Valentine's Day Extra (Part 2)

"Sister, is my brother-in-law coming to our house?" I asked as a little kid, lying on a stool. Being a lady should be cultivated from childhood!

"Beibei, sit still. What does this look like?" I went over and patted her butt.

By the way, my nickname is Beibei. In order to avoid calling me and (Emma, ​​so tongue-twisting), my parents also call me Bismarck at home.

When I found my home through the National Security Bureau, I was really happy to see my parents, but I was almost scared to death when I saw my childhood self! It’s scary to think about meeting myself, okay? Even when my parents finally believed that I was the daughter of another time and space after the explanation of the National Security Bureau personnel, and began to accept me, I still didn’t dare to touch "Beibei".

Are you kidding? What if matter and antimatter annihilate each other when they collide?

But later it turned out that I was overly worried. I accidentally bumped into Beibei once, and after the fright, I didn’t find any damage to myself, so I felt relieved.

Beibei pouted and sat up reluctantly. This aggrieved look was very similar to my past self. No, this is me!

"My brother-in-law is not coming." I touched her head with a smile. Anyway, I have Tirpitz, so I can just think of myself as having another younger sister.

"Now let me interrupt with an important news from Xinhua News Agency. After the Bismarck battleship docked at our port, another large warship entered the Shanghai Port. We don't know what the other party's intentions are. Now we are contacting the reporters at the front. Director, please turn the screen to the scene..."

The sudden news stunned me. Another big battleship?

who is it.

I walked quickly to the TV. My father was watching it carefully. The screen was always on the reporter, so I couldn't see clearly what kind of ship was coming.

"Another sea fog... Bismarck, this should be your sister ship." said Dad.

His tone was complicated and difficult to understand. After all, the sea fog was the enemy of all mankind for a period of time. The technological weapons that mankind was proud of lost their effectiveness in front of the Klein force field of the sea fog. All the navy was beaten into slag, and the casualties were even more severe. As a veteran military fan, Dad certainly found it difficult to accept this result, especially since our favorite sea slugs were almost completely lost... It is said that the director in this time and space was the captain of a battleship, and it also sank in the East China Sea with the ship. This made me "sad" for a long time.

When I appeared in front of them as Sea Fog, he ignored the National Security Bureau personnel present and threw the cup at me on the spot (it couldn't break it anyway), and he didn't calm down until I explained that I had never fought with me, the Sea Slug. However, his feelings towards me have always been complicated.

On one side is my daughter, and on the other side is my enemy.

"Huh? What, Dad, I didn't see it." I sat next to him obediently and patted his back. Would I say that this is my way of winning people's hearts?

"The ship that just passed by was the battleship Tirpitz, which should have been your sister ship in World War II," he said.