Bismarck

"Deputy Captain, how fast can this car go?" I asked curiously, pointing at the steering wheel.

"The fastest speed on the flat road is 108 mph," Lindemann said.

"So fast!" I was surprised. In my impression, before World War I, cars that could run at 20 or 30 mph were considered sports cars. How could cars in World War II be so close to modern cars?

But my surprise had a different meaning to Lindemann.

"It only weighs over a ton, so it's not surprising that it can run 108 mph. Your speed is what surprises us. You're a 50,000-ton giant."

"Deputy Captain, is it really appropriate to describe a girl as having a big thing?" I pointed out with a frown on my face.

"Haha, don't mind it," Lindman said with a smile, "I really like your huge body."

I do not know what to say.

"My speed is also fueled by heavy oil, it doesn't appear out of thin air." I curled my lips and said, "Three thousand tons of heavy oil."

"That's right, Bismarck. I have one more fact to tell you."

I noticed that his tone was getting serious, and I sat up straighter unconsciously. Was there something he wanted to say next?

"Deputy Commander, please speak."

"I don't know how to start. I just want to say that you are a battleship built by Germany. I don't know if you have parents, but according to our classification, Germany is now your parent. Do you understand?"

Are you brainwashing me? I looked at Lindman, who was organizing the wording, in silence. "Deputy Chief, you really should set up a political chief. It's really weak compared to the education I received in my family."

"I know."

"I know you have your own consciousness, which is a good thing, but it also means that you will be affected. Once you doubt your own goals, your war performance will be greatly reduced. So I hope that no matter what the outside world says about Germany and what you see, you can fight for your will. I hope we will always be friends."

"I will, Deputy Commander," I replied.

Seeing that the topic was a bit heavy, Lindman began to laugh.

"Haha, I just mentioned it casually. Besides, you have such a big appetite. Apart from the powerful Germany, few countries can afford you. So you'd better stay with us."

I looked at him with contempt. Did you just say that? It was obvious that he had been planning for several days to give me a shot. Maybe the captain, no, I should say that the captain must have known about it and acquiesced.

Watching the scenery along the road flashing quickly before my eyes, I have to admit that although Hitler later brought great disaster to Germany, now he has given Germany hope for revival and the courage to walk out of the defeat of World War I. The prosperity along the road is the best example.

“So many people,” I praised. “Much more than what I saw in Hamburg.”

"Haha, Kiel is a beautiful city," Lindemann said with a smile, "Actually, Hamburg is not bad either, it's just that the place you are in is a bit remote."

"It's worth it to come out and enjoy the scenery today," I said with a smile. "You and the chief engineer went out for a drink just now, right? Are you hungry now? How about we go eat now?"

"I'm fine, don't you need to eat?" Lindman said curiously

"But I also have a sense of taste, so I can eat whatever I want."

"Okay, where do you want to go?" Lindman thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter to me."

"That—" I pointed to a store on the street

I saw the restaurant from far away, and from the words on it I immediately knew that it was a Chinese restaurant. I think everyone can understand the feeling of meeting compatriots in a foreign country. I immediately decided to go there. The previous paragraph was just to put forward my ideas.

Lindemann identified it, then looked at me with some interest.

"Chinese restaurant? Are you so interested in China?"

My heart suddenly began to lift.

Suddenly I remembered that I have an Asian face and show interest in China. Will people make assumptions about my background? After all, neither Lindemann nor the captain is a fool.

"Ha, you see my face is obviously Asian." I thought for a moment and decided to take the initiative. "I heard that Chinese people look similar to me, so I was curious and wanted to go and see. And I heard from the captain that the history of that country is 5,000 years old, so of course I have to go and see it."

"Oh, then why don't you go to a Japanese restaurant?" He pointed to the neon lights in the distance. "They are also Asian."

"Tsk, the captain told me not to get to know the Japanese. They are a crazy nation. Didn't they just commit a massacre? They are all beasts."

Well, that's nonsense. Lütjens never said this to me.

I acted disdainful, but my heart was beating so fast

Lindemann didn't say anything else. I don't know if he believed me or not, but even if he didn't, the captain would give the same answer. I just have to keep a low profile in the future.

He parked the car on the side of the road, and I pretended nothing had happened and smiled at him, "Lindeman, I heard that there are a lot of delicious Chinese restaurants. Have you ever been there?"

"I've been here, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know what's delicious, you can have some," I said

"Okay, I'll take you to eat something delicious." He smiled and touched my head

"Please come in, both of you." The proprietress came out with a smile. She was about 30 years old, wearing a Chinese cheongsam, with a good figure and decent looks. Behind her was a little girl with pigtails, who must be her daughter. When she saw me, she was stunned for a moment, probably because she didn't expect an Asian girl like me to wear a German navy uniform. But then she returned to her normal way of welcoming guests.

"Give us a private room," Lindemann said

"I'm sorry, sir, the private room is sold out. There are only seats in the hall. What do you think?" he said in embarrassment.

Lindemann looked at me and said, "Bismarck, do you want to?"

"Yes, why not?" I said as a matter of course, "Just pick one on the side."

"Yes, yes, there are some to the side," the proprietress said quickly

"I'll go order the food, you take a seat," Lindman said to me.

The lady boss silently bent down and wiped the table in front of me. Maybe my military uniform made her feel distant, she didn't even dare to make eye contact with me. How could ordinary people dare to have anything to do with the army, especially in a foreign country.

I had no choice but to make small talk. It would be good to have a few words, otherwise I would have come here in vain.

"Where are you from?" I asked quietly, mainly because I was afraid that Lindeman would hear me.

"Ah?" The lady boss didn't expect me to talk to her and didn't react for a moment.

"Where are you from?" I asked again

"Chinese, Chinese"

"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking. I know you are from China. Where is China?" I smiled and told her not to be nervous. Maybe it was because her man usually entertained her, and I felt that she was a little shy.

"Beiping" This is what she said in pinyin, Beiping? Isn't that Beijing, the imperial capital of the people?

I can say "I am from Peking too" naturally, and it sounds exactly like the Beijing dialect, thanks to the Mandarin education I received in elementary school.

“Shh—don’t say it.” I saw that she was a little surprised and wanted to make a sound, so I quickly silenced her. I pointed at Lindman who was still ordering food and said, “I don’t want others to know. Just treat me as an ordinary person.”

"Girl, you are from Beijing, fellow countryman." She nodded complacently, then lowered her voice and said excitedly

"Fellow villager" is indeed a magical word. She was a little scared of me at first, but when she heard it was a fellow villager, she immediately became closer to me.

"Yeah, we're all from the same hometown. Is that your daughter? She's so cute." I smiled and waved to the girl hiding behind her mother

She was a little shy and hid behind her mother, not daring to come up.

"Call me sister," the lady boss pushed him forward and whispered

"Hello, sister," she said in a baby voice

"Haha, you're so good." I smiled and touched her head. It really feels good to touch the head. "It's a pity that my sister didn't bring any candy."

"Ah, no more talking, my companion is coming over here." I pointed at Lindemann who was coming over and said apologetically in German

The proprietress nodded, picked up the little girl and left.

"It's such a happy chat," Lindemann said with a smile

"Yes, I asked her a lot of questions about China, and the captain was right, China is a very interesting place."

"I ordered steamed buns, dumplings, and what are called pies, all of which were delicious."

The corners of my mouth twitched. Why are all the dishes you ordered staple foods? Where are the vegetables?

"Uh... Really? That's good."

Chapter 12: One Punch Girl

I won't say much about the meal. Lindeman didn't know how to use chopsticks at all, and he made a mess with his chopsticks. I tried to show that I didn't know how to use them, but it was also terrible. The boss lady felt embarrassed watching me. After we finally finished eating, Lindeman went to pay the bill very gentlemanly (I had no money to pay), and I waited on the side.

At this time, a group of people walked in in a mighty manner. They were all wearing the black military uniforms that I was very familiar with. They were SS members.

We had already paid the money. The Wehrmacht had always been at odds with the SS. Seeing this group of people coming in, Lindemann frowned but didn't say anything.

"Bismarck, let's go," he said to me

"Yeah," I said and quickly followed.

As I walked to the door, I heard a bang. I turned around and saw that the SS leader had dropped a cup of coffee that the boss lady had brought to the ground.

"Don't you want to open this shop anymore? What did I say last time?" he said loudly

The boss lady burst into tears and just kept shaking her head.

"I told you again and again not to let the Jews in. Hehe, you guys just won't listen." The SS soldier grinned, "You yellow monkeys are just like the Jews, you are an inferior race."

"She smashed her shop."

They dared to do this before Kristallnacht? They even called the Chinese yellow-skinned monkeys? I angrily glared at Lindemann, who was signaling me not to do anything, and lowered my voice, "Look at what they are doing. Can you bear it?"

“That’s not something we soldiers should be responsible for.”

I felt like I was going to explode.

Of course, I understand Lindemann's thinking.

"Mom, mom, wu——" The little girl's cry cut my heart like a knife. Her mother hugged her and squatted in the corner, crying helplessly. This scene immediately reminded me of the scene in China thousands of kilometers away, where compatriots were bullied by Japan.

"I won't sit idly by. You can watch from the sidelines."

Someone was still not satisfied after smashing things, so he reached out to the mother and daughter. I went in and saw the scene, and I grabbed his wrist in one step.

"Trash like you really brings shame to our army." No matter what we do, we must have a legitimate reason. I sneered and exerted force. Before he could react, I threw him to the ground. It was effortless.

"who are you"

The vandals were stunned by my sudden appearance. Before they could react, one of their companions fell to the ground.

"Come behind me" I protected the mother and daughter behind me

"Thank you, girl," the lady boss hugged her daughter tightly and sobbed.

I waved my hand, then looked at the gathered SS troops, staring at their leader. "Is this what the Führer taught you? To attack the civilians?"

Lindemann also rushed in

"You are a navy? The navy wants to interfere in the affairs of our SS?" The leader sneered.

"Let's have a fight. Swear to the mayor. If you lose, don't bother them." I ignored him and looked at them and said slowly, "You can have as many people as you want. I'm just one person."

This is the only way I can do. Lindman and I cannot stay here. We will leave eventually. When I am not here, the revenge may be even more severe.

"In the name of the Führer, do you dare?" I said again

Everyone knows that it is impossible for me to say this without some skills, as can be seen from the fact that I just threw a person to the ground, but I just want to provoke them.

They are hesitating

"No? A bunch of cowards." I laughed disdainfully, with obvious sarcasm in my expression.

This description is very difficult for men to accept, especially when it is said by a girl.

"You, go." The leader pointed to the people behind him, and the tallest man stood up, a typical strong man.

"Lindeman, don't come over here. Have you forgotten who I am?" I stopped Lindeman from coming over and looked at them again. "This means you are ready to fulfill your promise. Although what you did just now was not like a soldier, I hope you can still have your bottom line and not be like a scumbag."

"Stop talking nonsense and worry about yourself. I will let you know that being a hero is not that easy."

"As expected, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest, even Germans are the same. Sorry, maybe you don't understand, but it doesn't matter."

As soon as I finished speaking, I looked up and rushed towards him. The mother and daughter behind me exclaimed. Lindeman was very calm. He had just taken off his navy uniform and came in. He probably didn't want people to know which ship he belonged to. I think I can understand him.

The burly man swung a punch at me, and I didn't even try to dodge but was met with the punch.

"Crack" the crisp sound of a broken bone was heard clearly, it was certainly not mine, the sturdy man's hand twisted, and he was about to fall down, I took the opportunity to kick him in the abdomen, kicking him flying out, knocking down a large number of people.

Cries of pain came one after another, and the arrogant man fainted

Punch

Except for Lindemann, everyone around was stunned.

I crossed my arms and walked up to the leader. "I think you can fulfill your promise. Do you want to try again?"

"Let's go!" He gritted his teeth and waved his hand.