Bismarck

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"Although Bismarck is my sister, she is actually much shorter than me. According to your human height, she and Tirpitz are only 170 cm tall, while I am 175 cm tall." Zeppelin blinked "playfully".

"Oh, really? I didn't even notice it." Eva said in surprise, "I didn't expect there was such a reason. It's really interesting."

"My main body is 270 meters, and theirs is only 250 meters, but they are much heavier than me."

"Compared to you, we are really insignificant," said Eva.

"But no matter how big we are, we were still built by humans." Zeppelin shrugged. "And we still rely on humans to act, and we obey the command of humans. Basically, the words of the Führer are orders to us."

"Can't you move on your own?"

"You can move yourself, but we can only focus on a few things. Miss Eva, do you think you can still cook once you start painting?"

"No."

"Yes, so if I want to act, I still have to rely on a large number of sailors to operate the various departments of my body, so in essence, it is still humans who control me."

Bangtai was a little surprised to hear this, and looked up at the serious Zeppelin, then said nothing, but gave him an appreciative look.

Bontai was actually quite relaxed... Eva was chatting with Zeppelin the whole time. The mustache was quite far away, so he was quite relaxed.

On the other side, Hitler was asking Lütjens about the previous battles.

"I was wondering, since Bismarck has her own consciousness, is it possible that she also controls those cannons herself? Bismarck, is that right?"

Bismarck first glanced quickly at his captain, and seeing that he didn't seem to care much, he nodded slightly.

"Yes, Führer. Basically, I am in charge of the main gun. I directly bypass the gunner because my accuracy will be higher this way."

"Oh, I see." Hitler nodded. "No wonder the results of these battles have been so fruitful. It is indeed because of you."

"But Führer, although I am present, without the captain's command, I am no different from an ordinary warship." Bismarck thought of something and quickly added, with an obvious tone of defending Lütjens.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm just asking. I know very well that Lütjens is a very good commander." Hitler heard it, so he happily patted Lütjens' shoulder and said to Bismarck.

"Thank you, Mr. Leader." The captain also smiled.

"It seems that Bismarck likes you very much." The man with a mustache teased.

"I am loyal to Germany," Lütjens said half-jokingly.

The man with a mustache didn't stay on this topic for too long. He just nodded with satisfaction and turned away.

"Under your command, our navy fought very well in the previous battles. So, from your perspective, what do you think of the navy? Lütjens"

"As for the navy...strategic matters, let Admiral Raeder take charge." Lütjens thought for a moment, quickly sorted out his thoughts, and said to the mustache man. "Admiral Raeder's strategic thinking is relatively stable. After all, our navy is still very weak."

"Oh? This is the image of Redel in your mind?" The man with a mustache suddenly became interested.

"Yes, Admiral Raeder's contribution to the German Navy is obvious to all, and I was highly promoted and valued by him. I feel very sorry for the outcome today..." The captain was a little depressed.

The man with a mustache smiled.

"Do you have any insights into the navy? I don't know much about the navy, so I'd like to hear your opinion."

The man with a mustache was quite frank about this. After all, there was Britain, a big maritime rival, facing them. Germany had always been a land power and was still weak at sea.

"Well... in terms of specific tactics and weapons, there are some things we need to pay attention to." Since the mustache guy was willing to listen to the navy's knowledge, Lütjens was happy to talk about it. "Based on the experience of the recent naval operations, the most important experience is: the impact of air superiority on the navy! This can be said to be decisive!"

"Air supremacy? Do you mean airplanes?" The mustache guy was a little confused. "Are airplanes really that powerful? How do they compare to battleships?"

"Yes! Although I come from a battleship background, based on my experience in the Battle of Newcastle, I found that aircraft carriers will inevitably replace battleships!!" Lütjens nodded heavily.

The man with a mustache couldn't help but reveal a solemn look.

"Although airplanes cannot compare with battleships in terms of absolute delivery volume, they are human-piloted, and their attack accuracy and tactical flexibility are very strong. Their actual attack power is not much worse than that of battleships!"

"More importantly, the range of an airplane is more than ten times longer than the range of a battleship's artillery!" Lütjens said solemnly to the man with the mustache, "To give you an analogy, this is the difference between a medieval knight and a modern machine gunner! No matter how brave a knight is, he is powerless in the face of the range of a machine gun."

"And the range of an aircraft is its reconnaissance range, and a reconnaissance range of several hundred kilometers is also very large!" Speaking of this topic, the captain was a little embarrassed. "I admit that the Battle of Newcastle was caused by my poor reconnaissance work, and the British took advantage of the night to ambush us. However, this lesson also proves the necessity of reconnaissance!!"

"We must first know the enemy's situation, otherwise there will be problems...right?" The man with a mustache pondered.

"Yes."

"Well... go on."

"Yes! Regarding tactics, there are several specific issues that may need to be further resolved." The captain was a little embarrassed: "Because air superiority will inevitably become more and more important in the future, so, on the one hand, we need more efficient air defense."

"In order to improve air defense capabilities, we need radars, 50-60mm medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns, etc., and the tempo of air combat is very fast, so we also need to improve the efficiency of command. For example, the 'Command, Control, Communications and Intelligence Center' of the Zeppelin was proposed by Bismarck and Zeppelin. And to be honest, the command efficiency of this thing... is unprecedented."

"I have an idea for this air battle. Perhaps increasing combat efficiency is more effective than simply increasing the number of weapons? After all, the country was previously sanctioned by the great powers, and its foundation is not very good. Therefore, it may be more valuable for our country to find a way to sort out command, control, communication, and intelligence to increase combat efficiency."

It has to be said that Lütjens's imagination has been successfully brought out by a Persian cat using some things from the future, and these ideas have also successfully influenced the mustache.

"Is efficiency more important than the sheer number of weapons? It seems that our country's arms production is not very high, and resource reserves are also limited..." The man with a mustache took note of it silently.

"So that's why you were able to successfully escape from the repeated air raids by the British?" Although he took it seriously in his heart, it was still okay to make a joke out loud.

"You didn't keep this good thing to yourself. Goering saw the battle report from the carrier-based aircraft wing and praised it highly. By the way, what do you think about the relationship between the navy and the air force?"

"This..." Lütjens frowned, "I really hope that the navy and the air force can cooperate with each other, which will be more beneficial to the battle... But this issue may be very complicated and beyond my authority... But anyway, if I need to do some command and coordination work, I will try my best to coordinate the two services for better cooperation on the battlefield."

"Go on."

"Okay... On the other hand, the enemy will probably pay more and more attention to air defense, and a series of new technologies and technologies may appear in the future. As the most effective weapon for ship attacks, our air force now needs an airborne torpedo. And we may need to further strengthen the research and development of technology. Some new things may affect the outcome of the war." At this point, the captain thought of the hummingbird helicopter mentioned by Zeppelin before, and...

"This battle report mentioned that the British might have collected and decoded our communications intelligence. In addition, the military internal reference also mentioned that the air force's navigation and radar were interfered with during the Battle of Britain..."

"You know, we must first master the intelligence before we can be sure of winning the battle. If the enemy knows the intelligence, the consequences will be disastrous - and these are things related to intelligence security! Regarding this area, it is very likely to become a routine situation in war in the future." The captain also said to the man with a mustache very solemnly.

Although in fact, these were actually instilled by Bismarck to his captain when he wrote the top secrets into the war report. Information warfare has long been common sense after decades, and although it has just begun in this era, as a professional soldier who is proficient in military affairs, as long as he is not constrained by technical bottlenecks and prejudices at the beginning, he can easily judge how great the potential limit of this thing is.

Thinking about the failure of the Battle of Britain in the previous stage, remembering Goering's gnashing of teeth at the intelligence security meeting, and remembering Goering's vicious words before he left that day, "I will immediately send a plane to blow up the British intelligence decryption department", the man with a mustache almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

But deep down, the man with a mustache couldn't help but become more alert to these things.

"So what do you think the Navy needs right now?" The mustache man asked as he became more and more interested. "Just tell me your personal opinion. It's not a formal report, so you don't have to worry about being held responsible."

"Well... I personally think that what is needed now is radar, an integrated combat command system, technical weapons such as air-dropped torpedoes and medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns, and a good coordination mechanism between the navy and the air force, as well as air power that cooperates with the navy..."

The mustache nodded. He was satisfied with this conversation, at least he learned a lot about the navy's tactics. He thought to himself, "Among the people under Raeder, how many are as skilled as him... But unfortunately, offending Raeder is equivalent to offending the entire navy. Lütjens probably won't have much future in the navy."

Thinking of this question, the mustache man began to ask another question with great interest: "Do you have any ideas about your next job?"

"..."

This topic was a bit heavy, and the captain was silent for a long time. In fact, he himself was not sure what role he could play in the future navy - after offending Raeder.

"How about this? I'm still short of a naval adviser..." The mustache looked at the captain for a long time without saying anything, and asked seriously, "I believe that with your talent, you can do a good job."

But what followed this sentence was Lütjens's answer: "No... Thank you, but I still hope to return to the sea."

"Oh? But Redel probably won't use you anymore, right?" The man with a mustache was a little surprised.

"Yes, I, Bonte, Lindemann, I don't think any of us will be reused by Raeder..." Lütjens sighed slightly, but immediately raised his head and looked at the man with a mustache: "But even so, I still want to take these two useless subordinates to the Atlantic to fight against the British Navy!"

With a look of determination and expectation in his eyes, Lütjens looked at his leader and said, "I am not interested in politics. As a soldier, I prefer the battlefield... Even if I die in the Atlantic, I have fulfilled my duty as a naval soldier."

Looking at Lütjens's determined eyes, and thinking about the powerful force of the British Royal Navy, although he knew that Lütjens did this to avoid Raeder, this kind of soldier who fights for the country is always so great. Even a great hero cannot say that he has not been touched in his heart.

Hitler stood up from his chair. Lütjens was stunned and followed suit. Then everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Hitler said to Lütjens, who also stood up, "General, on behalf of the Greater German Empire, I thank you for your efforts and strength!"

A hand extended from the sleeve of the Führer's uniform. "In the name of the Chancellor of the Greater German Empire, I appoint you as the commander of the German War Navy's Atlantic Fleet, commanding the Bismarck, Tirpitz, and Zeppelin. When they come out of the shipyard, immediately go to the port of Brest and launch military operations against Britain!"

Lütjens had never thought that he could continue to serve as the fleet commander, and from what the Führer meant, all three warships would be under his command!

Unlike the commander of the German Grand Fleet, the Atlantic Fleet is far away from the homeland, which can minimize Reger's influence.

The captain, who was extremely surprised, also held out his hand: "For Germany, I will do my duty!"

The two hands were clasped together.

"However, you may have to take Tirpitz and Zeppelin to the Atlantic Ocean first." After the two separated their hands, the man with the mustache smiled slyly. "I want to borrow your Bismarck temporarily, would you lend it to me?"

"Huh?" Lütjens was a little confused, but as a soldier he had nothing to say: "No problem!"

The mustache man smiled in his heart.

ps: Today... there are about 7000 words updated... where are your monthly votes!

Chapter 272: Failed Air Raid

"I was still worried about how to get along with Regel in the future. This makes me feel relieved."

After leaving Hitler's official residence, Lütjens' mood was obviously much better. If he continued to stay in the Home Fleet, he would obviously become a thorn in Reger's side. Since Hitler did not want to replace Reger, he would definitely have a headache. He just didn't expect that this situation would occur and he would even be appointed as the commander of the Atlantic Fleet.

"I didn't expect to be able to go to the Atlantic Fleet. I worried for nothing." Lindemann was in a better mood and started joking again, "Tizi was crying just now as if it was a farewell to life and death, but I didn't expect that he just went to have a big meal, hahaha."

"But the Führer just said that he would only allow three of our ships to go to the Atlantic Fleet. Could it be that in the end there will only be three of our ships left in that fleet?" Bangtai asked worriedly.

It is indeed pitiful that a fleet is left with only three capable warships.

"I guess that's it." Lütjens said, "After we leave, Reger won't have many new warships, and it's impossible to disperse the forces at hand. By then, we will be the only ones left in Brest. Without the support of the navy, we will have to fight harder to keep the Fuehrer's support. The pressure is also very great."

"But our fleet of two battleships and one aircraft carrier will have no problem dealing with ordinary British operations. After all, we have them here," Bonte said.

"I guess the news of the falling out with Reger will soon spread among the top leaders. Goering should be happy. Zeppelin, what is Goering's attitude towards you?"

"Marshal Goering and Reger have very different attitudes. He attaches great importance to me. Last time, he asked me whether the carrier-based aircraft wing above me needed reinforcements. I think without the obstruction from Reger, we can formally contact the Air Force." Zeppelin thought for a while and said. She had never had a good impression of Reger, so it was naturally the best thing for her to be able to break away from Reger this time.

"I think so too. Without the support of the navy, we can at least establish contact with the air force through Zeppelin. This will better enable integrated sea and air operations. All I have to do is show my goodwill."

"If the commander decides, I will immediately contact the marshal," said Zeppelin.

"Then go ahead and do it, and tell them that our two battleships can escort you." Lütjens.

"Ok."

"Reger won't be short of battleships anytime soon." Lindemann said, touching his son's head. "As far as I know, the H39 battleships are more than halfway completed. If they are rushed, they will be ready for launch. Judging from the data alone, those two battleships are far superior to the Bismarck class."

"But what Reger wants is to control us." Bismarck curled his lips in disapproval. "I don't know what happened to that Prince Eugen. He caused us so much trouble. He is really stupid..."

"Prince Eugen's captain's cabin, Top, is now undergoing sea trials in the Baltic Sea," said Lütjens.

"If she comes over, I will definitely talk to her about reason." Bismarck snorted. Such a stupid Eugengen must be reasoned with.

Bismarck remembered that Eugen was Prince of European Buttocks, so the feel should be very good...

Ti Zi also knew the culprit behind this incident, so she quickly joined her sister in making a fuss.

"Let's fight Eugen!"

"As expected of my sister, eat, sleep and fight Eugen, that's it!"

Thus, Eugen was unknowingly destined to a tragic fate...

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After daybreak, Bonte and Lindemann went back to William first, Zeppelin stayed behind to continue contacting the Air Force, and Tirpitz also stayed under the pretext of wanting to play with her sister for a while longer - but everyone knew that she just wanted to eat more, after all, the Lütjens family's chef was very good.

The next day, another person also came back, that was Liliana who had been working in the institute. Krupp called Miss Lily immediately after the Admiral was taken away. Lily immediately put down her work and asked for leave from her mentor and rushed back. When she got home, she found that her father was still there, and it seemed that there were two more foodies?

"Lily, why are you here?"

Everyone was having dinner when someone suddenly ran in. Bismarck discovered that it was Liliana, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and happily greeted her.

"Are you guys okay?" Lily asked curiously, then she looked at the butler who had an innocent look on his face.

"The general was originally captured, but later he came back. However, Miss, you were already on the way at that time, so I couldn't contact you." Krupp explained.

"You sounded so anxious the night before yesterday, I thought something serious had happened, so I came back, but it turned out to be nothing... Really..." Lily took a breath and said, "But forget it, I'm glad you're alright."

"It was a big deal, but it was resolved." Bismarck patted her shoulder comfortingly "The captain is fine, everything is fine."

"kindness."

Liliana followed Bismarck into the house. Except for her father, all the others were strangers.

"Hello, father." She greeted first, then smiled at Bismarck and said, "Would you like to introduce these people to me?"

"I am Tirpitz."

"I am Zeppelin."

Without waiting for Bismarck to speak, both of them gave their names. Coincidentally, Liliana had heard of both ships and soon realized that the girl in front of her was the same as Bismarck.

"Welcome. I've heard Bismarck mention Tirpitz before. She is indeed a lovely girl. But this is the first time I've met Zeppelin. Let's shake hands."

Liliana smiled and shook Zeppelin's hand.

"Lily, sit down and have dinner together." Lütjens said, "I'm fine now. I can tell you the details. Now I'm no longer the commander of the Grand Fleet. I'm going to France in a few days. We may have less time to meet in the future."