Bismarck

"Don't listen to your sister's nonsense, but let's eat quickly. Well, the captain and your sister haven't eaten yet. You don't want them to be hungry, do you?"

Tizi looked at the food in front of him with some reluctance, and it was obvious that he was struggling with his conscience. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm full. Let sister eat."

Hey, it seems that my sister is more important than food... Grapes are nice to me, should I be happy?

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When the captain and I finished our meal and returned to the bridge, the sunset had completely disappeared. The last of the dim yellow afterglow also withdrew from the sea and sky, and the sky darkened.

The battle alarm sounded as expected while the crew members were waiting anxiously.

"Bismarck, heading 210, speed 20 knots, prepare to engage the enemy!" The captain, wearing his slim windbreaker and hat, stood in the center of the bridge and gave orders. Every battle was like a ritual beginning. At this moment, he was my soul. His orders were immediately transmitted to every part of my body, and every "cell" began to respond to his command!

"Course 210, speed knots, prepare to engage the enemy!" Lindemann repeated the captain's order into the microphone, and soon, a series of vigorous replies came from below.

"Bismarck, pay attention to the situation in real time!"

"understand!"

I made a beautiful turn, started to cut in from the opponent's right front, and approached quickly.

The first ship I locked onto was the leading cruiser, the Linxian, because it was traveling at a fixed speed on a fixed route, so it was relatively easy to pre-aim. I quickly calculated its position and the approximate point where the bullets would land.

I planned to fire a shot outside the detection range of the enemy's radar, then force my way in and fire at close range.

The plan was correct, but...it seemed that the captain and I had underestimated the detection range of the enemy's radar.

Just as I was about to fire, I suddenly found that the enemy cruiser began to turn. I could tell at a glance that this was not the Z-shaped anti-submarine maneuver like before, so there was only one possibility.

"Captain, I've been discovered!" I said.

Not long after that, my signal receiver intercepted a plain text telegram, and the content was read by me without any decoding - "Bismarck is at my place!"

"Don't worry, we will be discovered sooner or later." The captain didn't look surprised at all. "Pick the nearest target and open fire!"

The closest one is the Linxian, so -

"Lin Xian, shut up!"

My three turrets fired at the same time, the ship shook violently, and the shells with indicated trajectory drew six dazzling golden lines and flew towards the target.

"Missed! The spread is too large!" the lookout reported even faster.

This is not because of my aim. When firing at a distance of 25 kilometers, whether you can hit the target depends entirely on your looks (although I think I'm quite good-looking... I'm not bad-looking), because the shells are affected by various factors, such as wind speed and the aerodynamic differences of the shells themselves, and the dispersion is almost enough to accommodate a battleship.

But the first round was just a test shot, so I didn’t take it seriously.

"According to a comprehensive estimate, the opposing battleship will appear in half an hour, so hurry up." The captain said after looking at the landing point.

"I understand!" I nodded.

30 seconds later, another round of shells was loaded, and one of them was replaced by a controllable special shell. As mentioned before, this kind of shell cannot or may be difficult to penetrate the armored area of ​​​​the battleship, but for a cruiser with only about 50 armors... Haha, there is no human rights!

"Second volley, ready!"

The captain looked at me and I nodded to indicate that I had fine-tuned the parameters.

"put!"

"Fire!"

"boom--"

Another six shells whizzed out and headed straight for the Linxian...

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Chapter 94: Night Battle (I)

Five heavy shells exploded around the cruiser again, covering it - but except for giving it a bath, it was useless. I shook my head. Hitting the target at a distance of more than 20000 yards still depends on luck, so I can only rely on the remaining one. The change in the aerodynamic shape caused the shell to slow down, and the special shell was fired at a higher trajectory, so it was a few seconds slower than the other five.

I carefully controlled the missile. With a "pop", the four wings popped out, and the trajectory in the sky was slightly adjusted. Then, under my control, it accurately hit the Lin Xian. The armor-piercing shell penetrated diagonally from the rear of the middle of the starboard side. The armor of the Cricket, which was several tens of millimeters thick, was like paper, and was easily torn apart by the huge kinetic energy of the shell. Then the shell smashed directly into the hole and soon exploded inside the hull. The violent explosion blew a big hole in the hull, and flames and black smoke gushed out violently. Its speed slowed down suddenly. My "ears" slightly turned down the channel, and I could still hear Lin Xian's desperate cry for help on the radio...

"Hit the target! The enemy cruiser has slowed down!"

"The power compartment was hit." Lindmann nodded and said to the captain.

"It's very difficult to hit the destroyer at the current distance, so aim at the transport ship first." The captain turned and said to me.

"learn."

"What about the Lin Xian?" I asked.

"It's more than 20000 yards away from you now. It poses no threat to you. Don't worry about it for now. Hit as many shots as you can now."

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Although the Linxian immediately notified the entire fleet when it found me, all the ships knew of my arrival. Under the last rays of the setting sun, the merchant fleet's originally neat formation immediately dispersed, and the transport ships began to evacuate along different routes. At the same time, the elementary school students also began to move - they were well-trained and actually reacted immediately. Several destroyers farther away began to guide and cover the severely injured Linxian and the merchant ships to retreat, while the two destroyers closer to me immediately rushed to the front of the fleet at full speed and began to release smoke, trying to block a "wall" in front of me to prevent my observation and shooting. The sun had already set, and the sea was filled with thick fog. All optical observations were strongly interfered with. I saw that the merchant fleet that was densely packed before quickly disappeared in the dim smoke.

"Captain, the target has been lost!" The anxious voice of the gunner came over quickly, "What should we do now?"

"Haha, they are all within my sight~" I whispered in the captain's ear with a wicked smile.

The smoke was a fatal interference to the optical aiming facilities that the Germans relied on. Although the radar still displayed the target, it was too outdated and had a large error at that time, making it difficult to use as a shooting parameter - at close range, you could still shoot in the approximate direction based on a straight trajectory, but at long distances... But it was different for me. The smoke didn't have much effect on me. In my field of vision, those bulky and slow transport ships were desperately trying to escape - although it was of no use.

"Follow my orders and adjust the shooting parameters!" The captain quickly said to the gunner on the phone, "Order: Manually input parameters, blind firing!"

"Ah?" The gunner was stunned on the spot... "Blind shooting? Captain, this is not in compliance with the shooting regulations...?"

"I have a way to get the parameters, just do it!"

"......Yes" came the gunner's depressed reply from the microphone.

"This is the only way to deal with it for now...it's up to you from now on, Bismarck." The captain patted my shoulder.

I nodded and walked to a corner of the bridge. First the angle, then the distance, and I combined all the parameters together. In order to conceal my identity, I reported some data to the captain and asked him to report it to the gunner... The guns began to rotate, and the six thick barrels were still accurately pointed at the target under the "manipulation" of the gunner, who was completely confused.

"All gun ports, fire!"

"boom--"

The speed of the transport ship was so slow that it looked like nothing in my eyes. After half a minute of flight, a series of shells hit the target accurately. The huge explosions were endless. The explosion scene was like a stunt in a movie, with fireworks scattered everywhere. The transport ship was directly hit by my high-explosive grenade, and then a raging fire ignited. The crew alone could not put it out. Those transport ships were like torches illuminating the darkness in the night sky. Even through the thick smoke, the crew could see the fiery red light.

"Captain, they... seem to have been hit!" The lookout and the gunner were a little bit unbelievable. The distance was more than 20,000 yards, and there was also smoke blocking the sky.

"This... this kind of blind shooting that is completely out of the shooting norms... actually... hit the target..." The gunner who was puzzled before is now completely incoherent. This kind of unscientific shooting can actually hit the target... For an expert like him with twenty years of military service, it is completely destructive to his world view.

"Keep firing, you're doing well." The captain said calmly, turning his head to look at me. I knew he wanted me to report the parameters of the next target...

Soon, the microphone in front of the gunnery commander said, "Azimuth XXX, distance XXX, enemy ship speed XX, course XX, course angle XX... bind the parameters for me..." The gunnery commander numbly entered the data manually into the fire control computer according to the parameters. Just when the turret turned to point at the target, the command "Fire!!" came from the microphone. The gunnery commander, who had been completely confused by the unscientific firing command, pressed the firing button reflexively. Less than a minute after the "boom" firing, another bright fireball rose hundreds of meters in the distance in the sight, followed by a shocking explosion that could be heard clearly even from more than ten kilometers away.

The munitions loaded on a transport ship exploded, and the fragile hull was instantly shattered. However, as war materials, there seemed to be nothing surprising.

"The next target parameter is... Hello? What are you doing?! Answer! Answer quickly!!" The gunnery commander was completely stunned for a long time before being awakened by the operator next to him. "Gunnery commander, the captain is calling you!!" "......Ah? Yes, yes! Captain, excuse me, please indicate the next target..."

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Chapter 95: Night Battle (Part 2)

The captain's face darkened. He was in a daze and the original parameters were out of date. Seeing the captain looking over, I said with a bit of amusement: "Hmm... bearing XXX, distance XXX, speed XX, heading XX, heading angle XX...", and then the captain reported it again.

"Is this the voice of Secretary Bismarck?" the gunner said curiously - he seemed to hear my voice through the microphone.

"Don't worry about this. Your current task is to input the parameters quickly!" said the captain in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The gunner nodded quickly and knocked the guns hard.

But I still heard him muttering to himself, "Could it be the parameters that Bismarck gave to the captain? How could she know so clearly? Bismarck, Tirpitz..."

I smiled bitterly with a headache. Identity is becoming more and more troublesome.

The British destroyers over there had red eyes. The smoke they desperately pulled out covered the sky, but I could only see that the merchant ships that failed to retreat were set on fire one after another, as brilliant as festive fireworks. The smoke had no effect on me at all. The red-eyed destroyers desperately tried to rush over to attack under the cover of the smoke, but I had been leisurely keeping a distance of 20 kilometers and leisurely calling out names. Even if the destroyers were fast, they would take seven or eight minutes to rush into the torpedo range. In just such a short period of time, I had already sunk and damaged seven or eight ships of the merchant fleet. On the radio, Lingxian's voice was almost crying: "Where are you, the support fleet!!! I beg you to come up immediately... That battleship is simply a demon, and the smoke has no effect on it at all... It will kill us all, and we have suffered heavy losses!"

It seems like there is support. But... it was already within our expectations, right?

While I was firing at the transport ships, I did not forget to track the destroyers. Those destroyers took advantage of the smoke to roughly locate my direction through the muzzle flames of the sky curtain guns and rushed towards me from both sides.

Want to set off a mine close to you?

The captain was standing next to the helmsman, observing the situation ahead. I immediately walked up to him and spoke in a low voice into his ear.

"Captain, the enemy is coming."

"How far?"

"Two, both around 10000 yards, speed around knots, bearings XXX and XXX."

"Change the combat target, give priority to destroying the destroyer!" The captain shouted into the microphone: "Order Bismarck! Main guns and 150 secondary guns pay attention! Aim at XXX and XXX positions!!"

"I understand~" I nodded, and quietly adjusted the direction of the main gun and 150 secondary guns slightly.

"Watch out for torpedoes." The captain added, "Go ahead."

"Ok!"

The helmsman next to me looked at me strangely, his mouth moved a few times, and he wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

I smiled at him and walked away quickly...

In the past, I always walked aside when discussing with the captain, but today I seem to have forgotten a bit. Those sailors should not have heard it, right? I still lowered my voice. But the helmsman's expression still made me a little worried... Forget it, I will discuss it with the captain after the battle. After all, the scene of my bridge being severely damaged last time has spread among the crew, and the part where I was injured and the part where the ship was damaged are in a similar position. In addition, the parts on the ship often operate automatically, resulting in some rumors on the ship, such as "a ghost, a beautiful ghost, wandering around on the Bismarck". Yesterday, the chaplain on board also found the captain and said that he wanted to do some exorcism on the ship. By the way, you live in my body every day and preside over collective prayers every week, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on me. But it seems that more and more sailors now want to invite priests to perform exorcisms...

But now the most important thing is to expel the female hooligans who punch the old (chuan) academy (dui) and kick the little (qu) students (zhu) students (jian) and so on. It's the best (shen) (me) (gui)! !

I shook my head, clearing away some thoughts.

I continued to use HE shells against elementary school students, because armor-piercing shells used to deal with armored targets will cause over-penetration when encountering light armor, which is ineffective. In addition, HE shells have a large charge, and the damage to unarmored targets such as merchant ships and destroyers is greater than that of AP shells (HE shells have five or six times the charge of AP shells).

The muzzle of the gun slowly turned and I locked onto the target. I hope the two elementary school students won't get hit as soon as they rush out of the smoke belt?

The muzzle slowly turned and I locked onto one of the targets.

Bang—a faint sound of cannon fire came, and before I could react, a strong light source suddenly appeared above my head, illuminating my body and a large area of ​​the surrounding sea, just like a bird on a branch suddenly illuminated by a searchlight. According to the Three Body, the attack could come from all directions—unfortunately, their range was still a little short.

The two destroyers that had just rushed out of the smoke had no time to react before a barrage of shells hit them on the head.

"Boom--" At a distance of ten thousand yards, I hardly have to do anything, I can just hit whatever I point.

Six bright lines of fire flashed around the destroyer on the left, four of which passed around it in an instant, creating high water columns, but then two huge fireballs exploded on it, one bursting at the bow, and the originally streamlined bow immediately lost a large piece, and the other hit the root of the chimney in the middle, destroying the chimney completely. The fire started instantly, and thick smoke spread everywhere, it was like a self-propelled smoke generator.

At the same time, the six 6mm secondary guns on my side also aimed at another destroyer on the right, but failed to hit it in the first round.

"It didn't hit the vital part." I shook my head with some regret, and then corrected the trajectory a little. The crew on the destroyer immediately began damage control. The scene that looked tragic actually did not cause any harm to the ship. Soon, the shells were loaded. "Ready to fire!" the gunner shouted.

But at this moment, I saw two destroyers making a sharp turn to the left, seemingly trying to rush towards the front of my heading.

"This tactic... a triangular-shaped battle?... Is this a plan to quickly close in on me and then launch a torpedo?!"

A thought flashed through my mind, and soon I noticed six fast white tracks approaching on the sea.

The torpedo is still 9000 yards away, so it should be in time! Then - I'll shoot you down first!

"Boom——" My pupils condensed slightly, and the six gun barrels suddenly retracted.

The shells flew quickly towards the destroyer that bravely challenged the majesty of the battleship, and 20 seconds later the rain of bullets arrived as expected.

How could an elementary school student's frail body withstand my strong caress?

"Boom boom boom--" a series of explosions sounded, and all parts of the destroyer were hit by bullets. The entire bridge was destroyed by a single shot, and the flames engulfed the entire superstructure. But the most fatal thing was not here. In the middle of it, a shell penetrated the power compartment, and the explosion shattered the boiler. The boiler's detonation directly broke the hull into two sections.

Accompanied by black smoke and water vapor, the elementary school student sank quickly.

"Left rudder 15! Torpedo!!"

The torpedo was approaching from the left front. As soon as I found the torpedo was launched into the water, I told the captain about it and started to turn the rudder. A few minutes was enough for me to react and I passed the "torpedo net" safely.

"Who's next?" I looked at the expulsion that was still fearlessly charging forward, trying its best to delay time, and clenched my fists slightly.

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The British destroyers were indeed very brave. After I sank one of them, the other one turned left and rushed towards me directly. However, at such a close distance, it was locked by my fire control and there was no smoke cover... Although the first destroyer forced me to turn left to avoid the torpedo and successfully forced me to move away from the transport team, the isolated destroyer was soon hit by my 150 secondary guns and finally sent to the bottom of the cold Atlantic Ocean by a round of main gun salvos.

Elementary school student... It’s not that I don’t love you.

Although it took a little time, I still had enough time to catch up with those slow transport ships. I quickly closed the distance with full power, hoping to light a few more torches. But...

"Hey—it appears." I paused for a moment, because I felt a huge monster appear in my mind, it was a battleship.

"Captain, you are right, the British battleships have appeared," I said.

"Which battleship?" asked the captain.

“It seems to be... determination?”