Bismarck

"kindness."

Bismarck and Hyde hurried to the bridge, where the crew was already ready.

"Everyone on deck, take your positions. The Bismarck will be ready to leave the dock in fifteen minutes!"

"Report the status of navigation preparations in all departments!"

"Count the number of people lightly, close the watertight compartments, and check the fuel and lubricating oil reserves!"

"Yes!"

Because this voyage was a secret one, there was no open whistle test. Everything was done in secret, and the only sound that could be heard was the roar of the engine, which only spread in the wind before disappearing a short distance.

The deck crew untied the cables between the Bismarck and the dock, and tied the cables on the tugboat to the pillars. As the tugboat moved, the huge hull of the Bismarck was slowly towed away.

"Leaving the dock successfully, three steps forward, starting narrow channel navigation, level three combat deployment!"

"Yes!"

Up to now, no one knew where they were going, not even the navigator, but they all abided by their duties. Although there was doubt in the deputy captain's eyes, he did not ask anything. He did not ask questions that should not be asked, and he abided by this rule very well.

"End the narrow channel navigation and start sailing under normal conditions. Three into three, all crew members are allowed to go on the deck!"

"Deputy Captain, call the navigation officer and come to the chart room. We need to set the route." Hyde waited until the warship left the port and began sailing under normal conditions before giving the order.

"Finally you can tell me?" The deputy captain looked at Hyde complainingly, "You are so secretive and you are the acting captain. I don't know what you are doing."

"I don't want to either..." Hyde said with a wry smile, "You will know soon. It is big news that will definitely shock you!"

This is big news!

"I'll call you right away."

The navigator was new. The first one had unfortunately died in the Battle of Iceland, and Bismarck was not very familiar with him.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" said the deputy captain after closing the door of the chart room.

"Captain, our destination this time is Leningrad. I ask you to set the fastest and safest route."

"What?!" The two men looked at the gunner as if they had seen a ghost.

"That's the Bolshevik area, what are we doing there?!" asked the navigator.

"We are going to visit the Soviet Union this time."

"Don't tell me you're a defector."

"Would I choose the Bolsheviks if I defected? To tell you the truth, the Führer is on our ship!" Hyde said in a low voice.

Another explosive news.

"What?! The Führer is on our ship! Where is he!"

"In the conference room, this time it's a mission specially assigned by the Führer. In order to prevent the news from leaking out, only Hyde, the captain and I know about it. But now we've gone out to sea, so it doesn't matter. I guess the Führer will come out and speak later." Bismarck spoke from the side.

“Oh my God…”

The navigation officer looked confused and asked, "So, when did the Führer come on board?"

"Just half an hour ago, he got on board and we went out to sea." Bismarck said, "So, this time we need an absolutely safe route. After all, the Führer is on board."

"I understand, I'll go right away!"

"Deputy Captain, you go to the bridge first. Bismarck and I will go to the conference room. The Führer and his men are still there."

"You go ahead."

Eva also came on board as an escort this time, giving Bismarck someone to talk to.

"Bismarck, please arrange accommodation for them first. I think there should be enough space on the ship."

"It's enough." Bismarck said with a smile, "But the cabins on the ship are not as comfortable as hotels on land. I'm sorry to bother you for the time being."

Everyone said it didn't matter.

"Actually, the Bismarck is the most comfortable. Other ships are even more rocking." Bismarck said. She saw that several people's faces had changed. They were probably seasick. "If you want to vomit, there are trash cans in the room, or you can go directly to the sea. Uh, don't vomit on the boat. It's more troublesome to clean up..."

Eva, who knew the inside story, laughed. Hitler, who had always been serious, couldn't help laughing. He immediately understood what Bismarck meant. "All of you are not allowed to vomit on board. You must keep the cabin clean. You know, the ship must be clean too."

"Yes."

"Hyde, weren't there a few new officers' cabins vacated yesterday? Take them there first."

"Okay, let's call the orderly of each minister to come over and move the luggage."

After all, it was Germany's largest battleship, so there was no pressure to arrange accommodation for dozens of people out of thin air. Soon, people were taken away one by one. Of course, every sailor who came in to move the luggage was in a state of confusion after seeing Hitler...

The head of state is on board!

Since they had to know it anyway, Bismarck did not try to stop them.

Soon, there were only four people left in the meeting room.

"What would you like to drink, Führer?" Bismarck asked.

"Bring me a cup of coffee."

"I'd like some black tea, thank you."

"Okay." Bismarck nodded.

She was not so low as to pour the water herself. After all, it was the Führer who came, and she had to show off where necessary. So Hitler and Eva watched in shock as the table in front of them slowly separated, waves surged, and then two glasses of water floated out.

"It's unbelievable." Eva curiously touched the restored tabletop and found it was indeed hard.

"I was thinking that Lütjens must have had a very comfortable time with you..." Hitler was speechless for a while.

"Bismarck, you still have this ability..." Hyde was also shocked.

"By the way, you also know her identity?" Hitler looked at Hyde strangely.

"Yes, Führer!" Hyde replied quickly.

"During the last Battle of Iceland, Lindemann let the secret slip, so Hyde knew about it. But it's a good thing now. He is the acting captain and there will be no big problem in working with me." Bismarck said with a smile.

"Haha, that's right." Hitler laughed, "But with your presence, I'm afraid Captain Hyde can't control you."

"No way," Bismarck said, "Since he is now my captain, I will definitely obey him. I always follow orders."

Bismarck quickly stated that he was an obedient child...of course, he not only listened to Lütjens.

"Führer, would you like to go to your room first or walk around the ship?" Bismarck suggested. "Perhaps looking at the sea is also a good choice."

"It's still early, I'll walk around the ship and have a good chance to see the sea." Hitler said with a smile.

"Then Hyde and I will follow."

"Okay, explain it to me."

Hitler, accompanied by Eva and Bismarck, walked out of the conference room and came to the deck.

The news that the Führer was coming to the ship exploded among the crew like a bomb, and spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In a short time, everyone knew about it. The crew members who were on the deck at this time felt that they were very lucky, as they had met the Führer inadvertently. They watched excitedly from the side.

Of course Hitler saw the gathered crew members. He walked over, greeted them with a smile, and then said in a routine way that he thanked them for their contributions to Germany.

Leaders from ancient times to the present have always said something like this...

When Hitler walked to the front deck, he looked up at the two towering turrets and couldn't help but utter a few words of praise. A person was too small in front of them, just like a child's toy. Such tall and huge cannons looked very intimidating.

"How far can this gun fire?" he asked, patting the gun mount.

"The maximum range is over thirty kilometers, but you can hardly hit anything at that distance," Bismarck replied.

"It is indeed powerful, but it is still a little inferior to the railgun." Hitler nodded.

Please, what caliber is the railgun? Mine is only 380mm... Bismarck complained silently in his heart, if I had a 460mm railgun, I could kill everything in my world...

"In fact, the navy seems quite comfortable, and the scenery on the sea is quite beautiful." Hitler said, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the salty sea breeze, while a bright moon was rising slowly on the sea level in the distance.

"That's before we encounter big winds and waves. If we encounter big winds and waves, even the best sailors will get seasick." Bismarck said. Hitler came from the army, so naturally he had no imagination of the scenes at sea, and it was normal for him not to understand them.

"We are still in the North Sea, and the wind and waves are not big. If it were in the Atlantic Ocean or the Arctic Ocean... my body would not be able to withstand it..."

At this time, Lütjens was being baptized by the wind and waves in the Arctic Ocean...

Under the inky black clouds, in the rough and stormy Arctic Ocean, a fleet of two large warships was sailing stealthily among the blue icebergs amidst the snowstorm. The rolling waves hit the bow and flight deck, making a loud bang...

"Fortunately, I asked them to seal up all the exposed structures at the bow at the shipyard before, otherwise...the flight deck of our battleship would have been destroyed by now!" On the navigation bridge, with all the lights turned off and only the minimum red light left at night, Zeppelin, who was leaning over the nautical chart table marking the course with the help of the faint light of a flashlight (actually to cover up his presence), calculated the ship's position while calculating the ship's position, he said sarcastically.

Even with the doors and windows closed and the heating valve open, the cold wind from the Arctic Ocean still trickled in through the cracks in the doors and windows. On the bridge of the ship, which was only illuminated by the dim red light, through the window with the wiper, even with a telescope in hand, it was difficult to see the darkness in the distance. Even the dark red tail navigation lights of the Tirpitz not far ahead seemed so chaotic and unclear... Only various instruments emitting green fluorescence indicated the current course and speed of the warship.

Although they are both experienced navies, this kind of bad weather is rare - the breakout plan of the Danube River exercise must rely on the cover of weather. Although both warships have shipgirls with outstanding perception and can inform each other of the situation, the bad weather, beautiful but dangerous and deadly icebergs, and the large pieces of floating ice that have begun to appear in this season all test the knowledge, experience and courage of the warships and naval soldiers!

So now Bangtai has personally stood at the steering wheel...

"Where are we now?" Putting down the telescope and tightening his leather coat, Lütjens turned around and as soon as he opened his mouth, a cloud of cold air came out.

"According to the ship position method, we should be about 100 kilometers southeast of Jan Mayen Island." Zeppelin answered without emotion at the chart table in the back. As the Zeppelin aircraft carrier itself, she certainly knew the current status of the battleship.

"What's the current course and speed?"

"The course is 225 degrees southwest, the speed is 16 knots. (Since we follow the great circle navigation method) We are now 550 kilometers away from the entrance of the Denmark Strait and 850-900 kilometers away from the exit of the Denmark Strait." Zeppelin reported the course and speed without blinking. "It's just that the wind and waves are too strong now, so the fuel consumption must be calculated based on more than 20 knots."

Lütjens nodded, looked at the precision military clock hanging on the wall, and began to estimate the battle plan.

"The time is now six o'clock Berlin standard time... which is four o'clock local time. At the current speed, we can enter the Denmark Strait in about 20 hours. The daylight time in Iceland is about nine to ten hours, taking into account the atmospheric scattering effect. That is to say, the sun will rise in four hours, and then set in thirteen or fourteen hours. Then the latitude will be further south, and the next round of sunrise will be earlier, about twenty-four hours later... Based on the current speed and the distance to break through Iceland, and considering the combat radius of the fighter jets at the British airport on Iceland, the time is still a bit tight, and it must be grasped very accurately..." Thinking of this, Lütjens said to Zeppelin: "Zeppelin, you go and pass the order, tell Bonte and Tirpitz to increase the speed to eighteen knots, and strive to reach the entrance of the Denmark Strait in seventeen hours, that is, three hours after the sun sets, and then use a night battle to break through the blockade of the Denmark Strait!!"

"Yes!" Zeppelin stood up straight, saluted, turned and walked out of the navigation bridge.

ps: It is said that refugees in Germany refused to work in soap factories... Hehehe, if the Führer were here, you could either do soap or make soap!

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Chapter 292: Cat, Function: To contain Hood

"General, here's the latest intelligence from the front-line reconnaissance aircraft." The secretary knocked on the door and handed in a photo and a telegram.

Tovey took it and looked at it, and an extremely familiar warship appeared in front of him.

"In the XXX waters, the German flagship, Bismarck, was spotted."

This is what the telegram said.

"Okay, I got it. You go down first." Tovey looked at him helplessly, but didn't know what to say.

"Yes."

"General, would you like a cup of black tea?" A soft female voice sounded at the door.

"Come in," Tovey said.

The door was opened, and then a light footstep was heard getting closer and closer. The person who came was naturally his secretary Elizabeth.

A cup of steaming black tea was placed on the table, then she gently leaned over and took a look at the documents on the table.

"Bismarck has gone out to sea, and at this critical moment. It looks like Hood can't move again."

"Why, General?"

"This Bismarck is much more powerful than her sister Tirpitz. I must be on guard against her. Although I guess she is trying to attract our forces for the two ships that broke through, we can't take the risk. Not only can Hood not go, but even the Glory cannot move. This Lütjens... is troublesome!"

Tovey couldn't help but complain about this old enemy to his secretary.

Elizabeth did not remember Lütjens, but the Bismarck, which was also the flagship.

"Bismarck..."

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Before that, the Persian cat, who had not been noticed by anyone, was sailing happily on the sea.

Although there were suddenly a lot more people, it was still easy to arrange accommodation. In the end, Hitler and Eva moved into the second deputy chief's room. According to naval practice, the captain's room was not for anyone except the captain himself, not even the highest officer, so Bismarck got the upper hand as she was the one sleeping.

But for her, it doesn't matter where she sleeps.

A new route has been drawn up. For the sake of speed and safety, the battleship is heading north day and night. Now all the officers and soldiers on board know that the Führer is on this ship. Bismarck always remembers the boiling atmosphere of the entire ship when he greeted the crew on the radio a few days ago. The combat effectiveness has directly increased by an octave. It can be seen that the grassroots officers and soldiers are quite fanatical about the Führer, and the Führer has a high prestige in their hearts.

When they first boarded the ship, Hitler and his delegation were new to everything on the ship. They made new discoveries every day and loved the sea. Both the morning glow and the sunset were completely different from those on land. But after the third day, the novelty wore off. They faced the vast sea all day long. There was only one ship between the empty sea and sky. The overwhelming boredom overwhelmed them.

Hitler was fine, as he could stay on the bridge all day and watch the progress of the daily voyage. The members of the delegation could basically only eat and sleep, sleep and eat. Occasionally, when the weather was bad, they had to lie in bed uncomfortably. Going out to sea for a long time was really a torture for them.

"Buzz buzz buzz--" A Spitfire fighter roared past from high in the sky. Today was a clear day without any clouds blocking the view, so the Bismarck was exposed to the British reconnaissance plane.

It approached cautiously, circled in the sky from a distance, and then left.