Bismarck

Is there something I don't know?

From the history I know, doesn't it say that the tragedy of Zeppelin was caused by Goering?

Bismarck told Lütjens exactly what Zeppelin said, and the latter fell into deep thought after hearing it.

"Captain, what do you think of Zeppelin's words..."

"Maybe there's something I don't know. Your emotions are similar to humans. It's understandable that you feel resentful after being treated like this, although I think this may be a misunderstanding. So, let's put it this way." Lütjens was much calmer. He thought for a moment and said, "Make an appointment with her to meet on her ship tonight. I will be fully responsible for her affairs. Just tell her that."

"Yes!"

"Zeppelin, are you there?" Bismarck called.

Zeppelin did not respond, but Bismarck knew that the communication between him and her was connected, so she continued to speak.

"My dear sister, there may be some misunderstanding between us, or between you and the navy. I think we should sit down and have a good discussion. Tonight, my captain and I will be there on your ship. He will be fully responsible for your affairs... I promise you that he will give you an explanation."

Bismarck originally wanted to meet right now, but she soon discovered the Gestapo hiding around her and changed her mind.

There was no answer in her consciousness for a long time, so long that Bismarck thought she would not speak, then a faint voice came over.

"kindness."

Bismarck breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied, "We'll wait for you there."

"How is it?" asked Lütjens.

"Yes, she agreed." Bismarck nodded. "She will come to her ship in the evening."

"Then let's go."

That evening, Bismarck and Lütjens came to the Zeppelin's berth in the name of inspection.

After the sentry on duty checked their credentials, two men walked up Zeppelin's gangway. They came to the side of the island one after another, waiting for Zeppelin to appear.

As the sky was just getting dark, Bismarck keenly felt a wave of energy appearing on the deck. A figure slowly emerged about five meters away from them, and the nearly white hair was so conspicuous in the dark night.

But——five meters, this is a distance even farther than strangers...

Bismarck was about to step forward to express his welcome, but stopped at the signal from Lütjens. It would be better to let him represent the navy and talk to Zeppelin at this time.

"Hello, Count Zeppelin." Lütjens nodded to her in a friendly manner. "Let me introduce myself first. I am Gunther Lütjens, currently the captain of the battleship Bismarck. I will be in charge of your affairs during this period."

The latter nodded expressionlessly.

Lütjens smiled indifferently and said, "I heard from Bismarck that you seem to have any misunderstandings about the navy. I think you can tell me. Now I represent the navy and can explain it to you."

"There's nothing to explain. You've seen me in this state. What else do you have to say?" Zeppelin looked at Lütjens' navy blue navy uniform with disgust.

"In fact, our navy does want you to serve. In all the previous battles, we have felt the importance of naval aviation. Well, maybe you don't understand this, but I want to say that it's just that the Air Force has not given us fighter jets, which has led to the delay of your service. We recently reached an agreement with the Air Force, so we came to you right away." Lütjens said calmly.

"Really?" Zeppelin asked.

"real!"

"You're lying!" Zeppelin shouted, "You don't know anything at all!! You don't want me at all!!!"

This was naked hostility. Lütjens's face changed. Bismarck saw that the situation was not good and was about to intervene.

However, at this time, the sentry below also shouted: "Who is it! Who is there!!"

The flashlight below shone over, and there was the sound of a bolt being pulled. The flashlight beam soon illuminated where they were standing. Bismarck quickly stood in front of Zeppelin, blocking the flashlight's light.

Not long after, several fully armed soldiers ran up the ramp with flashlights. However, they only saw Bismarck and Lütjens.

A soldier who was in the lead, their captain, came up and gestured to the back. The other soldiers immediately started searching in groups of two.

The captain then greeted Lütjens but did not salute - this was to prevent his identity from being exposed and causing his superior to be attacked. At night, it was not possible to see the military uniforms and ranks clearly, but it was certain that one could see who was saluting the superior.

"Hello, sir! We heard someone shouting just now, so we ran up to check. Did you see anything unusual?" The captain said, but his eyes were also looking around.

"Oh... we heard it too, but there was nothing unusual here just now." Lütjens nodded and seemed quite satisfied with the captain's way of handling the situation.

The captain didn't say anything, but turned around and looked around, but he didn't find anything suspicious. Soon, other soldiers who were searching around came back and reported that they didn't find anything unusual...

"I'm sorry, sir, we didn't find anything unusual..." The captain, who had done his job conscientiously but gained nothing, reported to Lütjens with a little embarrassment.

"It's okay, you're very responsible! That's the right attitude. You guys go down. I'll take a look at the situation of this ship." He waved his hand and said nonchalantly (how could he not care? He still had to convince Zeppelin.)

"Yes! But in order to ensure the safety of the commander and the ship, I request that more sentries be assigned! And patrols be sent on the ship as well!"

ps: These chapters are not for fun~ Let me say in advance that the relationship between Reger and Lütjens will slowly develop. These chapters are useful!

The second update is here! Although it’s a little late!

Chapter 141: Closeness of Heart (Part 1)

---First person perspective

I became a little anxious when I heard this. If we let the sentry go up to the deck, how can we talk to Zeppelin?

I was about to say something, but I saw the captain stretched out his fingers behind his back and shook them, which meant that I should stop. He nodded and said "OK", which was considered as agreeing to the sentinel captain's request.

The captain turned around and began to give orders to his subordinates.

"You, you, and you, stay here and protect the commander's safety. The rest of you, follow me back!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers who were called stood up quickly and answered loudly.

After the captain left, the captain said, "You don't have to stay close to us. Just stay fifty meters away from us."

He pointed to the far end of the deck and gestured.

The three soldiers looked at each other, nodded, and left.

The captain waited until the remaining sentries left before he turned to me and explained, "If we forcefully prevent the sentries from coming up, it might attract the attention of the Gestapo. Let them stay."

"Then how can we talk?" I asked puzzledly.

"This ship is huge, so they will have to patrol from a distance. Bismarck, just use your senses to watch the sentries. It's hard to see anything beyond fifty meters in the dark, so let's talk here... Zeppelin, you can come out now."

Then, in the corner behind me, the hidden Zeppelin gradually reappeared.

I noticed that after that incident, for some reason, her mood seemed to have calmed down a little...

"Qiberlin, from what you said just now, there may be some situations that I am not clear about. Can you tell me what you know?" The captain also slowed down his tone and asked softly.

However, Zeppelin looked at the captain's admiral uniform, remained silent for a long time, and finally turned his head in another direction...

Still don't trust the captain?

Still don't trust the navy?

The captain also looked a bit angry... As an admiral, he would probably be unhappy if he was ignored again and again, even if the other party was not human.

I sighed. So you still want me to come?

Looking at her pale face, tattered clothes, and stubborn eyes, I couldn't help but feel distressed.

It's easy to imagine that her life must have been very hard...

I walked up to her and called her, "Zeppelin...can we talk...?"

She turned her head away stubbornly and didn't look at me.

I didn't care and continued walking forward, but when I got close to her, she moved obviously, as if she was shocked. I quickly stopped, afraid that she would suddenly dodge away.

But fortunately, after moving a little, she finally stood still and did not hide from me.

I slowly moved closer and slowly reached out my hand, wanting to hold her hand.

She moved her head, stared at me intently, and her body trembled slightly, like a wounded kitten who longed for closeness but was afraid of being hurt again.

I reached out my hand and touched the back of her hand, which had become a little rough due to her hard life (actually it was feedback from the rust on the hull). She suddenly trembled violently, twitched her arm, turned away, and left a suppressed sob filled with anger and sadness.

"Don't touch me!!..."

How deeply was this child hurt...

In the dead of night, sounds can be heard from far away. Even though Zeppelin's voice had been suppressed to a very low level, someone still heard it - the sentinels on the deck began to turn their flashlights back to this side.

The beam of light suddenly illuminated the place.

As she growled, I took a step forward and hid her in the shadow behind the bridge, while the captain moved toward the flashlight.

Two sentries came over, and one of them asked, "Sir, what just happened...?!"

"Um... my secretary is in a bad mood because of something, so I'm here to counsel her..."

Looking at the puzzled sentinels opposite, the captain just said this lightly, but this excuse... He only thought of the meaning when he said this, but his expression remained unchanged.

What Zeppelin just said was - don’t touch me... I smiled at the sentries somewhat awkwardly. This fantasy is enough!

Sure enough, the soldier seemed to want to say something else, but another soldier quickly pulled him away, "Sorry, sir, we'll stay away, please don't mind..."

After he said that, he dragged the soldier away.

And... even though I was far away, I could hear the soldier whispering in the ear of his "nosy" companion: "You kid, he is the superior, and he may have some things with the secretary. It's none of your business. Why are you asking so many questions..."

"what?"

"What? Why don't you go away? You are annoying here, aren't you? You are a private first class, but you are meddling in the affairs of an admiral. Be careful that he will mess with you..."

The captain looked at me speechlessly and said, "Okay, you guys continue. I don't think they will come over..."

"Um, Captain, I'm sorry..." I said embarrassedly.

"Forget it, I'm used to it, just hurry up."

I'm going crazy too... If someone does this to me and the captain when something really happens, I'll accept whatever they say, but tonight I'm really here to persuade Zeppelin to go home...

I glared at Zeppelin unhappily, but found that although she didn't turn her head, her expression showed a hint of curiosity, and her eyes told me that she seemed to be still thinking about something.

"Little guy, do you want to be the captain too?" I snorted.

But when she saw me looking at her, she put away her expression and put on her cold look again - but I had already seen it.

"What a tsundere child." I came to the conclusion that Zeppelin was not as unapproachable as he appeared to be. He was just tsundere after being hurt and abandoned. In this case, it would be much easier to talk (conquer) him (strategy).

The two sentries symbolically turned half a circle and walked down the ramp, leaving behind two embarrassed people and one person who seemed to be thinking about something.

The captain was a little further away, and I looked at the silent Zeppelin. Zeppelin turned his head to the other side, lowered his head and said nothing. So neither of us spoke, and we just stood there.

After a moment of silence, I saw that Zeppelin seemed to have calmed down a little, and I gently reached out and pulled her sleeve. The feeling of the oil on my fingers seemed to tell me how difficult it was for her to live alone. This time she just trembled, without speaking or struggling.

"Zeppelin..."

I tried to call her, but she didn't respond. I didn't dare to move, fearing that I might accidentally irritate her, so I could only continue to call softly: "Zeppelin, can we chat...?"

She didn't answer, seemingly struggling internally.

I didn't shout again, but just looked at her thin face and tattered clothes... How much suffering must she have endured to be so lonely and stubborn... I sighed softly and slowly put my hand on her shoulders. This time she didn't refuse.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, I took a step forward gently, held her shoulders, and pulled her close to my body.

She stiffened slightly and tried to struggle out, but I quickly exerted force.

After a stalemate, she gave up and leaned into my arms as I wished.

How can the power of an aircraft carrier be compared with that of a battleship?

My other hand slowly touched her greasy, messy hair, and I helped her smooth her hair while helping her straighten her clothes.

She moved slightly, but finally stopped struggling. However, I could see tears in the corners of her eyes.

I sighed and said nothing. I just gently leaned her head against my face, and stroked her back along her hair which was greasy but still soft.

After all, they are all the same kind, and a gentle touch from each other will always make people let down their guard.

After a long while, she wiped her eyes and asked faintly, "...you...Redel said to throw me out and not care about me. Can you change his order?"

Raeder? I exchanged glances with the captain, then asked calmly, "Why did he abandon you here?"

"Didn't that bastard tell you?" Zeppelin turned to look at me and put on a sarcastic expression again.

"The captain and I have been at sea all the time and have had few opportunities to meet Regler. I really don't know what happened, Zeppelin..." I looked at her apologetically.

"Reger didn't tell me anything." The captain's face darkened and he said simply, "Can you tell me more details?"

I could tell from his expression that he was also shocked by this matter.

The captain has been with me all the time, and he basically has no secrets from me. Even the secret messages were known to me before him, so what I know is basically what the captain knows.

The aircraft carrier development plan was reported to the Navy Department long ago after the discussion between me and the captain. It elaborated in detail the impact of aviation power on future naval warfare modes and re-proposed the positioning of battleships. After reading it, Reger agreed with the captain's plan, but he did not expect that Germany's first aircraft carrier would end up like this.