Bismarck

"The Navy's plan does not yet include replacing the ship's guns. Of course, he won't focus on it if it's not within his scope of responsibility. You have to understand."

"I know, but... Oh, forget it," Bismarck shook his head and said, "Captain, let's go back."

"kindness."

The Bismarck began its overhaul today. During the day, the sailors packed their luggage and got off the ship in groups of three or four. After saying goodbye to each other, they began their vacation that would last for several months.

This was very rare in war, especially in Germany which was short of naval vessels. Except for the necessary personnel on duty, the rest left Hamburg - some did not plan to go back, so they stayed in Hamburg and enjoyed themselves having fun every day.

As a result, the entire Bismarck was suddenly empty, and the decks that used to be bustling with sailors were now empty. The workers were working on the lower part of the ship and rarely went on the decks, so the entire upper part was almost the private space of Bismarck and Lütjens - although it was all wreckage and not very nice.

The restaurant on the ship was operating as usual. After all, there were still some crew members who stayed behind to be fed. Bismarck went to the kitchen to get the same meals as the ordinary crew members and returned to the captain's room, but Lütjens didn't care much about this aspect.

"You don't want to eat?" Lütjens asked Bismarck who was sitting next to him.

"Yeah, I'm tired of it. It's the same dish every day. There's nothing new about it. Besides, it doesn't matter if I don't eat it. I'm too lazy to eat it." Bismarck said boredly, leaning back in his chair.

"That's true." Lütjens nodded.

"Captain, didn't you say you would treat me to a meal in Hamburg?" Bismarck thought of this and suddenly raised his head. "I've been so busy these days that I almost forgot about it! You don't realize it either!"

"Well, is there?" Lütjens said casually, and when he saw Bismarck narrow his eyes dangerously, he quickly changed his words and said, "Well, I forgot."

"I've been busy lately. How about this? There shouldn't be anything important tomorrow. I'll go out with you tomorrow night. What do you think?"

"Okay, it's settled!" Bismarck slammed the table happily.

However, the next morning, the Navy Department notified Lütjens to go to Berlin that day...

"What on earth is going on that requires such a rush?" Bismarck muttered as he got off the plane. The dinner we had agreed to have became empty talk again. It was true that plans cannot keep up with changes.

"It should be about Zeppelin." Lütjens said as he took Bismarck off the plane and then got into the Navy Ministry's car.

"Zeppelin, what's the matter?" Bismarck asked.

"Perhaps Reger has decided to sign the agreement." Lütjens thought for a moment and said, "It must be your persuasion that worked."

Soon, they met Reger in the Navy Ministry. As Lütjens expected, after Bismarck's persuasion, he finally made up his mind to agree to the agreement.

"You're here?" Reger sat in his large chair and looked at the newcomer.

"Yes." Lütjens nodded, pointed to a seat for Bismarck, and then sat down opposite Reger.

"This document is given to you. You are responsible for it. Find a time to contact the Air Force and sign it." Reger pushed a document across the table in front of Lütjens and said lightly.

Bismarck could tell from Reger's tired facial expression that even though he agreed to sign the agreement, he was actually reluctant.

But it's good that they agreed. Even the Air Force agreed to the plan. If the Navy gave up Zeppelin carrier-based aircraft for the so-called naval glory, it would be a loss.

At least in Bismarck's view, these illusory things are far less important than actual carrier-based aircraft.

Lütjens glanced at it and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I understand."

"You don't have to go back to Hamburg for the time being. As I told you last time, come to the Navy Ministry. I think the Führer will also meet you." Reger looked at him and said.

"is it?"

"That's for sure. Although the army and air force are making great progress on the French battlefield and attracting everyone's attention, the success of our navy in the Norwegian campaign is also obvious to all. The Führer is very satisfied with your performance, but you just need to tell him more about the details of the battle. There is no need to mention anything else. I have said everything that needs to be said." Reger instructed.

"know."

"Although the Norwegian campaign was fought very well, it would not do without participation in the French campaign this time. Let's put it this way. You come up with a plan then, and I'll see if I can let Tirpitz join the battle in advance..." Reger rested his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, and supported his chin with the back of his hand.

"Lindemann has just arrived on the Tirpitz. Various sea trials have not yet begun, and the crew members are not yet familiar with each other. This may not be appropriate." Lütjens frowned and said quickly.

"But most of our ships are out on missions, and the only one that can move is Tirpitz." Regler explained, "I believe in Lindemann's ability."

"I also believe in Lindemann's ability," Lütjens said. What he didn't say was that he also believed in Tirpitz's ability. "But this victory cannot be achieved by relying on the commander alone. We don't have many battleships, so we should act carefully. Since we can rely on the army and air force to achieve victory, we should not take risks with our battleships."

"And Regler, forgive me for being blunt, our navy is now receiving a lot of attention after the Norwegian campaign. Expanding the results of the campaign at this time is just icing on the cake, but if there are any losses, it may wipe out all the previous achievements..."

Reger was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly as he looked at the serious Lütjens.

After a while, he thought about it and compromised, "I will definitely not send Tirpitz out rashly, but you should make a plan first. I need your reference."

"Yes." Lütjens could tell that his tone was softening, but he still hadn't given up completely, so he sighed and said, "I'll try my best."

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Okay." Regel nodded and said, "Plan as soon as possible, and the contract as well."

"kindness."

When Lütjens and Bismarck walked out of the Navy Ministry together, Bismarck immediately began to complain.

"Captain, is there something wrong with Regel's mood?" She asked curiously, "Today I saw that he looked very unhappy and a little abnormal."

"They're asking Tirpitz to go to war. Tirpitz has just finished her suit and the sea trials haven't even started yet. They're asking her to go to war right during the sea trials? This is too crazy!" Bismarck said angrily. "I really don't know what he's thinking."

Even in my previous life, I only went to join the war after the sea trials. Although I have Tirpitz, which is a help, but if the team can't get along well, what's the use of relying on Tirpitz alone?

"Well, he must have encountered some problems." Lütjens nodded. Reger's personality tends to be conservative, and he must have been stimulated by something to make such a decision that could be considered reckless.

"Maybe he was stimulated." Bismarck and his captain were in perfect sync.

"We have achieved such a great success, so there shouldn't be anyone who would come to complain to the Marshal at this time." Bismarck thought for a moment and said, "The Marshal is a favorite of the Führer, especially now."

"Have you forgotten someone?" Lütjens asked with a smile.

"Who?"

"Goering."

Goering had a rather flamboyant, even eccentric, personality, and he had always been at odds with Reger. Moreover, he was also qualified to control Reger, and his air force had a good record on the battlefield in France, so he had the capital.

Seeing that Reger was so uninterested in signing the agreement with Zeppelin, Lütjens keenly felt that he must have had some conflict with Goering in the past few days.

"Okay." Bismarck admitted that only Goering dared to find Reger unhappy at this time. She found it funny when she thought of the tension between the two of them during the meeting.

"But even though he was unhappy, at least he managed to get the Count's plane down. By the way, I'm wondering why you were asked to come back to sign the agreement?"

"Just think about it. If Reger and Goering had a bad relationship, would they still sign the agreement face to face?"

"That's true. The Air Force must have sent lower-level personnel, and so did we..."

"That's right." Lütjens nodded helplessly.

"Captain, you are so unlucky." Bismarck suddenly laughed

"Hey, is that Krupp? Is he here to pick us up?" she said, pointing at a car not far away.

"Yes, I asked him to come over. Come on, go up, and let's go home."

"kindness"

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Chapter 133: Captain and Lily's Lubricant

"Lily?!" Bismarck said in surprise after opening the car door. The person who came to pick them up was not Krupp, but Liliana?

"Lily, why are you here?" Lütjens was also slightly stunned. "Aren't you at the research institute?"

"I'm on vacation. I've just been at home these few days. When I heard you were coming, I took the initiative to come and pick you up. How about it? Are you surprised?" Liliana said with a smile.

"I am quite surprised." Bismarck nodded with a smile, sat in the co-pilot seat, and then quickly began to recall whether he had done anything careless just now, such as forcibly pulling the captain's hand or something... It would be bad if he was seen.

It really is troublesome if the detection function is not turned on at all times. She curled her long hair in annoyance.

"How is your work lately? Is it going well?" Lütjens was in a good mood when he saw Liliana coming over. Sitting in the back seat, he began to care about his children's lives like any other parent.

"I'm fine. My supervisor treats me very well." Liliana smiled. "The research is progressing very well. There are no major problems. How are you guys?"

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Bismarck felt that Lily was suppressing her anger when she said the last sentence, and her voice was trembling constantly.

"That's good. Work hard. Bismarck and I are fine too." Lütjens said, "Don't worry."

"You are great. You fought against the entire British fleet, sank countless warships, and were able to return to Germany despite being surrounded!" Liliana's voice suddenly became louder, with the corners of her mouth slightly tilted upward, and even a hint of sarcasm. "Now who in Germany doesn't know the name of the Bismarck battleship and your name, General Lütjens? You are all heroes! How can you not be great?!"

"Lily..." Bismarck spoke quickly.

"Bismarck, don't think I didn't see the photo in the newspaper. Your real body was beaten like that. Can this be considered a good situation?"

"Why didn't you call me for so long? It turns out you went out to sea." Liliana looked at Lütjens in the rearview mirror. "I read all the details of this battle in the newspaper. Although it may not be completely correct, it is almost correct. I just want to know, if you really sank in Iceland, do I have to know the news of your death through the newspaper?!"

"Just like other people who have nothing to do with you, you can only get news about you through newspapers?!"

"Do you know how scared I am?" Liliana gripped the steering wheel tightly, her fingers turning white from the force. "I'm afraid that when I return home happily, I'll receive a death notice. I'm afraid that when I'm happily doing something, you're fighting fiercely, and I have no idea about it! Do you know that?"

"Lily, don't be angry. The captain and I are back." Bismarck gently placed his hand on Liliana's leg to try to comfort her.

"No, that's not what I'm angry about." Liliana said seriously, "He is a soldier, and you are also a soldier. I can accept fighting on the battlefield, or even dying in battle. I have been prepared for this. What I can't accept is that I am obviously your closest person, but I can only learn about you from the newspaper!"

“This is what I care about!”

There was a silence in the carriage, and after a while Lütjens spoke

"This operation is top secret."

In response, Liliana just snorted in disdain.

The car arrived home in a strange atmosphere. Liliana got out of the car, slammed the door, and went upstairs without looking back.

Bismarck and Lütjens looked at each other, and the latter nodded helplessly.

"It's okay, Captain, I'll go up and talk to her." Bismarck said. It would be more convenient for him to explain this kind of thing himself.

Bismarck went upstairs soon after, leaving Krupp in bewilderment. Wasn't Liliana fine when she went out? Why is she like this when she comes back?

"Lily, I'm coming in."

Bismarck knocked symbolically and then pushed the door open.

Liliana was lying on the bed with her head buried in the pillow.

"What's wrong?" Bismarck smiled and sat next to her, putting his hand behind her head. "Are you angry?"

"What do you think?" Liliana turned around and said angrily.

"When we first met, you looked like a lady, but now you're like a child." Bismarck almost laughed out loud at Liliana's childish behavior. In fact, except for the first time she met him and showed her pride and reserve, Liliana was like a younger sister in front of him. In Bismarck's heart, she was the same as Tirpitz.

Subconsciously, Bismarck put himself in the role of a caregiver.

"The captain can't be blamed for this." Bismarck turned her body over. "Our operation was really top secret, and we even did a lot of things to deceive the British. So how could the captain tell others about this? Even the lower-level officers didn't know what we were going to do."

"I can't possibly leak it!" Liliana retorted, but she wasn't confident enough. She knew the importance of confidentiality, and she also knew Lütjens's position.

"The more people who know, the greater the risk. You should know this." Bismarck patted her head with a smile. "Be good and don't make trouble. If you are still angry, I apologize. The captain has come here with great difficulty. You and your daughter should not be angry."

Bismarck knew that Lily needed a way out, so he said it naturally.

Sure enough, Liliana slapped her "dirty hands" away and scolded with a smile.

"Xiaomi, I find that you have more and more potential to be my mother. You are so nagging."

"..."

"By the way, let me tell you something. I have a younger sister now." Bismarck said with a smile, "Maybe you will see her in the future."

"You have a sister? How is that possible?" Liliana said, "Could it be?"

"Yes." Bismarck nodded. "Have you heard of my sister ship?"

"I think his name is Tirpitz, right? I think I've heard of it."

"That's her. She's a very cute girl." Bismarck smiled and lay beside Liliana.

"It's really incredible that there is such a person as you? I thought you were unique." Liliana became interested.

"Nothing happens by chance, so it's normal to have similar people."

"Well, existence is reasonable. I hope I can meet her in the future. You can call me sister, hahaha."

"That's right."

"By the way, since our German ship has you, what about the British? Do they have you?"

"It seems not." Bismarck tilted his head and thought for a while. "There is no such familiar feeling. They are just ordinary ships."

"How strange... we are the only ones who have it."

"Yes."

"But it's okay this way. To be honest, if the other side were girls like you, killing each other, it would be a bit hard to bear."

"...Okay, that makes sense, but war is about killing people. We fight to survive. There is no difference. At the beginning, we fight for our country, but on the battlefield, we just want to survive by any means possible."