Bismarck

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stayed away from the furious Hitler as if he were the plague. Just kidding, everyone could see that Hitler was now very dangerous, so of course they ran as far away as possible.

However, there was also a very miserable staff officer who had just returned from the front and had no idea what was going on here. He just walked forward blankly. Just before the Führer came over, Reger told him to prepare the troops again, and once the troops were ready, he would attack again...

"Marshal, the troops are ready, shall we attack?" This staff officer was a battalion-level officer. Seeing Hitler was there, he naturally had to perform well. He gave a report with full energy and his chest straight. Little did he know that others were looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"Why are you fighting! Cancel the attack!" Under Hitler's gaze, Reger turned around and yelled at his staff.

"What, what?" The staff officer was a little confused by the scolding. This was different from the script.

"Didn't you hear me! Cancel the attack! Go!" Regler continued to vent.

"Yes!" The staff officer ran back with tears in his eyes.

"What do you want to do? I'll give you one last chance!" Hitler stared at Reger and said impatiently.

"I am for Germany..."

"Come out!" Hitler finally lost his patience and turned around and shouted at the car.

Reger followed Hitler's gaze and saw the door of the black car open, revealing a familiar figure.

"Bismarck?"

Regal said in surprise.

"Don't tell me you don't know her." Hitler said coldly, "And don't tell you you don't know their true identities!"

"they···"

Reger understood everything. It turned out that Bismarck had gone to the Führer to complain!

Presumably, the Führer had already known the fact that he had been hiding from him, and he had been wondering whether or not to tell the Führer. He had not expected that his hesitation would put him in an unfavorable situation.

Fortunately, he was smart enough. When the man with a mustache came over, he realized that something was wrong and quickly took the matter over.

Besides, Raeder was also very clear that he was the one who built the German Navy, and only he could control the Navy. No one else, including Lütjens, had this ability.

Moreover, as a veteran, when the man with a mustache first asked the question, he tried his best to guide the matter towards the direction of "misunderstanding".

So I'm safe for now. As long as there aren't any obvious problems...

As for Lütjens, I can't deal with him for the time being, but it doesn't matter, I'll deal with the guy with the mustache first. The entire navy is my influence, there is still a long way to go!

"A real man can bend and stretch...Lütjens, remember this!!"

Thinking of this, Redel gritted his teeth secretly, but still lowered his head humbly.

"Yes I know."

Humbly spoke with a fearful tone, pretending that he had truly realized his mistake.

"Then why do you still do this? Without my consent, what right do you have to arrest an admiral?!"

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Chapter 269: End of the farce (Part 2)

"Führer, this is indeed just a misunderstanding, and the suspicion that she is a spy did not come from our navy, but from the Gestapo..." Facing the Führer who was 13 years younger than him, the 65-year-old admiral lowered his head and pretended to be obedient, like an elementary school student being scolded by an adult.

"Führer, we sisters are all the product of German technology and are members of the German War Navy. We are willing to sacrifice ourselves for Germany. We are definitely not spies!"

She then looked at Reger, whose face was turning pale and blue, and continued, "Marshal, I am not one of you humans. I don't know why you have to go through so many twists and turns. In our hearts, there is only the belief of fighting for the glory of Germany. Because we were built by you, this belief has been deeply engraved on our hull along with the words of the Führer!"

"In our eyes, as long as it is for victory, as long as this victory belongs to Germany, we don't mind cooperating with anyone, whether it is the army or the air force, whether it is the main attack or the auxiliary, we don't mind."

Reger lowered his head, looking at Bismarck coldly from the corner of his eyes under the brim of his hat, without saying a word, while Hitler nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good. It turns out that sometimes weapons are more reliable than people." He said with emotion.

"Führer, although they are loyal to Germany, Lütjens...has been hiding their identities from you - and me - since he learned of their existence. If it weren't for today's incident, I'm afraid he would have kept it secret. To be honest, I don't understand what he's thinking." Reger gritted his teeth and made a false accusation.

"What about you?" Hitler glanced at him. "You also asked to mobilize the garrison to bombard this place. Am I saying that you also have ulterior motives?"

These words were a bit harsh, and Redel instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no, no, absolutely not. It's just that they made a riot in the prison before and broke down the walls. I thought something happened, so... I just found out that it was the work of the ship girl, not a rebellion..." Looking at the cold eyes of the mustache man looking at him sideways, Raeder hurriedly pointed to the several large holes on the building in the prison courtyard and explained.

Hitler remained noncommittal after hearing Reger's explanation.

"Bismarck has already told me that they wanted to keep their secrets, so they asked Lütjens not to tell anyone. This has nothing to do with Lütjens," said Hitler.

"Didn't they say it was a German battleship? Why didn't they dare tell the Führer?" Reger asked, pretending to be "surprised".

"They say they are afraid of being treated unfairly as an alien - I believe them," Hitler said, giving Raeder a warning look.

"Reger, I hope you can stop here and don't give me other excuses. Lütjens is one of the few people in your navy who can fight. If you can find such a person among others, then we can talk about it."

"Don't think I don't know what's going on with your navy... How many warships have you built, how many admirals have you promoted, and what your relationship is with these admirals, I just don't want to get into it." Hitler sneered, "Don't force me, I don't want to replace the Admiral during the war. I said, Lütjens will continue to be the captain of Bismarck, and the captains of the other ships will remain the same!"

Regel's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Yes... Führer."

"Thank you, Führer!" Bismarck smiled sweetly.

Bismarck's thanks this time were truly sincere. As long as the captain did not change, it didn't matter where they went. With the guarantee from the little mustache, Bismarck felt reassured.

"Withdraw these people and treat the injured." Hitler glared at Reger and walked forward on his own.

Regel quickly called the staff officer and asked him to withdraw all the soldiers around him, and then he followed.

"Führer, don't go forward, there's danger ahead!" Reger advised from the side. Without the military police, he was a little worried that a gun would suddenly appear from the window. After all, they were fighting to the death just a moment ago...

However, the man with a mustache is obviously not worried about this. After all, he is a leader who crawled out of bullets and guns.

Besides, Bismarck was with him and Lütjens was in command, so he was not worried about any danger.

In fact, Bismarck had told Zeppelin and Tirpitz about the situation long ago.

"What's the situation there?" Zeppelin asked.

"Reger has been severely scolded by the Fuehrer." Bismarck smiled happily in front of the three people. "I acted very well. You didn't see the look on Reger's face just now. He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he didn't dare to explode in public. Hahahaha."

"Well done." Zeppelin dusted herself off. She saw that all the gendarmes around her had retreated.

"Sister, are you okay?" Ti Zi said pitifully, holding a chair in her hand, and her stomach made another growling sound.

It seems that the little girl is hungry again.

"It's all right." Bismarck said, "Call the captain and the others out. The Führer is coming. Remember to put away your guns."

"I know, Tizi, throw your chair and gun. Oh, it doesn't matter whether you throw them or not, you can't hit them anyway." Zeppelin said.

"Ugh...bullying!" Tizi's ahoge drooped down, with a look of being hit. "I got hit too!!"

"Yes, yes, a box of bullets hit a foot, it's simply..." Looking at the cute Tirpitz, Zeppelin chuckled and suddenly had an urge to bully small animals.

"Hey!!!"

"Let's not talk about it for now." Bismarck held her forehead with her hand. She had long given up hope that Tizi would shoot. "Tizi, when you come out later, try to act a little aggrieved and miserable, and even cry, okay?"

"Ah, sister, why?"

"Don't ask why, just cry."

"oh···"

"Think about it, Reger, you beat Lindemann so badly, aren't you sad?" Bismarck said in a gentle and persuasive manner, "If you are sad, don't you want to cry?"

Tizi thought hard and finally said, "What should I do, sister? I just want to beat Regal, woo."

"Forehead···"

"Then think about your torn skirt, you need to buy a new one, but you have no money. Lindman is injured and can't go out with you. What will you do?" Zeppelin said rudely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tizi's eyes seemed to be almost red...

Well, Bismarck knew that in Tizi's heart, Lindemann was not as important as a skirt.

"Zeppelin, is it over outside?"

Lütjens and his companions, led by Zeppelin, came to the hall and frowned as they looked at the messy scene.

"Yes, Commander, Bismarck has called the Führer, who scolded Reger and then withdrew the soldiers around him."

"Well, he really went to see the Führer. Does that mean the Führer already knows about it?"

"Yes, he knows that, too."

"Forget it. Regler knows everything anyway, and we don't need a head of state." Lütjens said.

"Without the leader this time, maybe we really can't resolve it peacefully." Bangtai said.

"I know." Lütjens nodded. "Is the Führer coming?"

"Yes." Zeppelin replied, "I'll go clean the door now."

As she spoke, she walked to the door that was blocked by a pile of furniture and began to quickly push the objects that required several people to lift to the side. Soon, a path appeared.

"Tizi, what's wrong with you? You look like you're about to cry." Lindemann rubbed his chest and looked at his own "miserable" battleship that was bombed.

These military police really didn't hold back.

"Oh, Lindemann, Regler beat you so badly." Tizi rubbed his eyes, looking heartbroken.

"Hahaha, you are talking about this? It's okay, I'm fine." Lindemann patted the bow of the ship happily. He was so happy that his warship cared about him so much that he immediately forgot about the pain.

"Do you think Tizi cares about you..." Bismarck followed Hitler and curled his lips.

Accompanied by Reger and Bismarck, Hitler strode into the castle that had been bombarded by mortars. Lütjens, Lindemann and others stood in line to greet him.

The captains were fine, but the two girls were covered in dirt and dust, having been blown up by mortars. So when they saw the culprit, Regel, coming in, they all glared at him.

"Lütjens, are you okay?" Hitler stood in front of them and asked to comfort them.

"Thank you for your concern, Führer. Thanks to the protection of Zeppelin and Tirpitz, we are all fine, but they were hit by mortars many times."

"Reger just told me that this was a misunderstanding. He thought you were spies, so he ordered your arrest. Later, Bismarck explained it to us. I understand what happened. You are a hero of our Germany, Lütjens."

Hitler smiled amiably.

Since Hitler characterized this incident as a misunderstanding, it was a misunderstanding.

Lütjens had no intention of removing Reger from office, and after accepting this explanation, Lindemann and Bonte also nodded.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, just resolve it." said Lütjens.

"Reger has already promised that this kind of thing will never happen again."

"These two must be Tirpitz and Zeppelin, what lovely girls." Hitler turned his head and looked at the people on both sides.

"Hello, Führer," they both said together.

"She is the aircraft carrier Zeppelin, and she is the second ship of the Bismarck-class battleship, Tirpitz." Bismarck said on the side.

"What's wrong with Tirpitz? What injustice did he suffer?" Hitler asked in confusion when he saw Tirpitz's expression.

Cry, cry, quickly.

Bismarck thought to himself.

That’s right, just cry it out!

Well done, Raisin.

but--

"Wow, Führer, Lindemann was beaten so badly, Reger is a bad guy, he locked us in here and didn't let us eat, Führer, I'm so hungry... Wow"

Everyone has black lines on their heads...

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ps: Oh! I forgot one more thing. I recommend a novel called "A Certain Scientific World War II"

Persian cats also have a cameo in it~

Chapter 270: The Head of State’s Invitation

"You eat our food too?" Hitler, who always liked black technology, became interested. He walked around Tirpitz, who was supporting Lindemann, with great interest. He couldn't imagine what these girls looked like on the battlefield and how they survived. As warships, their food should be heavy oil.

"Sister! How was my crying just now?" Ti Zi asked softly in her mind, suppressing her little excitement as if she was afraid of being heard by Hitler. She thought she had completed the task successfully.

To make it more realistic, she sobbed a few times when Hitler looked at her to express her inner sadness.