Bismarck

Uh, you ask me what this dress looks like, how should I know...

This perfume is really good, but I can't really describe it...

Fortunately, Eva soon noticed Bismarck's embarrassment, and she realized that Bismarck was not a human girl at all, so how could she know all this - in fact, Bismarck just didn't understand.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go out for a walk." Eva stopped the topic at the right time.

"Great, the scenery around here is nice." Bismarck said with a smile.

"It was my mistake. I shouldn't have talked to you about this." Eva smiled with her hands covering her mouth.

Indeed, the surrounding scenery is very nice. As Xiao Huzi is half a painter and a person who pursues perfection, he must have chosen the location carefully. The whole villa has been carefully designed, and the viewing platform on the top of the mountain also adds a lot of points to it.

At this time, Isoroku Yamamoto and his group had already walked into the meeting room inside the villa with the little mustache. There was no one on the observation deck, so Eva took her there again.

The waiter quickly served the two ladies black tea and some desserts. Perhaps... one of them was a lady.

The two people sat on rattan chairs, facing the mountains in the distance, chatting casually.

"When are you going to France?" Eva asked.

"Well, my captain is still on his way to France. I want him to go to France first and then come back to Germany to pick me up." Bismarck took a small bite of the cake and swallowed it before saying this.

"Why? Today's cake is delicious, you can eat more." Eva gestured to her, and she only ate one piece herself and then stopped.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Bis nodded. She used to be afraid of getting fat and deliberately dieted, but now she has become a boat, what is there to be afraid of...

She picked up another piece.

"I can't move by myself." Bismarck laughed, "In fact, I don't know the way. If there is no one to guide me, I will definitely get lost in the sea."

"Hahaha, there is such a thing."

"Yes, that's why I'm so miserable." Bismarck immediately acted pitifully, making Eva laugh continuously.

"Once you go to France, I won't see you for a long time. I have very few friends, and I never thought that you are not a human friend." Eva said.

"Well, so let me give you an eye-opener."

"Yes."

"Actually, I can still stay in Berlin for quite some time. I heard that the captain is being chased by the British on the sea and won't reach France so soon," said Bismarck.

"Being chased by the British? How come you don't look worried at all?"

"With Zeppelin here, I'm not worried at all."

"Zeppelin?"

"Well, the serious one the last time we were together, not the one with pink hair..."

"Oh, it's her."

"Although Zeppelin is younger than me, she is probably the most serious among us. With her around, the captain won't be in danger." Bismarck said with a smile, "And by the way, I can also take a break and rest for a long time."

"So, come to me more often when you have time, and I'll take you out to play."

"What if I look for you too many times and the Führer gets angry?" Bismarck stuck out his tongue.

"Adolf won't."

"Hahaha."

While chatting and looking at the scenery, the dessert on the plate was finished unknowingly. Except for one piece eaten by Eva, the rest went into Bismarck's stomach.

"It's already noon before I know it," said Eva.

"Well, someone is coming."

Bismarck turned around and saw the man with a mustache and the Japanese approaching, so she quickly stood up.

"Hello, Führer."

"Yeah," the man with a mustache nodded.

"Mr. Yuanshen, may I know who this beautiful lady is?" said the leader, Yamamoto, who was as tall as a soldier.

Bismarck didn't know what Yamamoto was talking about at first, but later, after listening to the translation, he realized that Yamamoto was talking about himself.

Hmm, what is this for? Bismarck looked at him in confusion. Is he trying to...

The total flagship was ntr by me?

After reading Yamamoto's history, you will know that he was actually a very romantic person. He hired prostitutes for no reason (and he also had the service of the most beautiful general flagship).

"This is the secretary of a naval commander like me," Hitler said with a smile.

"Oh, it's the secretary. I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful secretary." Yamamoto said with a smile.

"The aircraft carrier your country wants to visit this time is under the command of this commander."

"Oh? It turned out to be General Lütjens's men." Yamamoto was stunned, then looked at Bismarck and said, "My beautiful lady, in this case, maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future. Nice to meet you."

"@#￥￥%%…………&"

To Bismarck, it sounded like Yamamoto was just talking in bird language, but he could still see that he was extending his hand. Bismarck hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward to shake hands.

To be honest, Yamamoto's height... ahem, Bismarck was basically looking down at him when they were shaking hands, but Yamamoto didn't care at all and raised his head, looking into Bismarck's eyes, looking at her with admiration, and with some natural intimidation.

Bismarck found himself a little panicked and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

No, how could I not dare to look into the eyes of a Japanese kid, and a level 6 cripple! She wasn't even afraid of a mustache.

Just think of Pan Changjiang as the one in front of you, Bismarck said to herself. She blinked slightly, and soon replaced her eyes with a firm look, looking down on him with physical contempt.

Yamamoto's hand grasped Bismarck's fingertips, but the touch was fleeting.

"What a brave girl," he exclaimed.

"Marshal Yamamoto, thank you for your praise."

"Hey, how do you know my name?" Yamamoto Isoroku asked curiously after hearing the translation.

"I saw it in the newspaper." Bismarck said lightly. She was too lazy to show any expression towards the Japanese.

Yamamoto didn't ask any more questions.

The waiter came out and reported that lunch was ready.

"Well, let's go in and eat, Mr. Yamamoto."

"Yes, Führer."

"Führer, may I ask a question? Is General Lütjens there now?" Yamamoto asked as he walked beside the man with a mustache.

"It's okay to tell you. Lütjens is now dealing with the British in the Atlantic, so you will have to wait for a while before you can see him." The man with a mustache smiled.

"Is it the flagship Bismarck?"

"No, not Bismarck. Bismarck is in Germany now." Hitler said meaningfully, "He is leading the Zeppelin aircraft carrier now."

"I think we can wait." Yamamoto smiled.

ps: I was a little less today, well, I had to go to meetings every day and get up early.

Chapter 322: Big Air Battle

While Bismarck was happily eating his meal, his eyes turned back to the poor Zeppelin, who was desperately supporting the battle line in mid-air.

Because of the previous melee, the German fleet was inevitably a bit scattered. And a considerable amount of energy was consumed in the previous air battle...

When the second wave of British aircraft rushed over with 109 fulmars in tight formation, the seven BF fighters that rushed to defend, even though there were four super aces and one early warning command fighter, were inevitably caught in a tough battle. More importantly, due to the hasty defense, Zeppelin and his men had just arrived in front of the bomber group and did not have a safer defense depth...

The Fulmar formation, which had accumulated enough energy, relied on its absolute numerical advantage and initial energy advantage to charge past the hastily set-up interception line of the BF109s. Even though Zeppelin and the pilots fired hard, they only shot down or damaged two planes, and they also lost two BF109Ts! One down and one damaged!

You know, even if the Zeppelin is desperately rushing in this direction, the distance is still three or four hundred kilometers! In the vast Atlantic Ocean, once shot down, falling into the sea is equivalent to death! There is no way to call for rescue, especially now that the British are chasing. On land, many pilots can be rescued by their own people after being shot down, and they can fight again after a few days of recuperation, but at sea... they can only wait for death helplessly.

Moreover...the war situation is becoming more and more dangerous...

Not far behind the interception line is the JU87 fleet! This distance is not enough for Zeppelin and his men to pull back before the Fulmars slaughter the JU87Cs!

Even though Zeppelin and his ace fighters braved the firepower interference of several Fulmars that were fighting and pinning them down, and tried to pull the joystick back as soon as possible, it was too late! Behind the interception line, the last barrier of JU87 was only the two BF109Ts of Barr and Buckhorn...

The Fulmars were no match for the BF109T, but they were completely different in front of the JU87C...Except for the six that entangled Zeppelin and his men, the other nine Fulmars that broke through the interception line and plunged headfirst into the JU87's fleet!

There was suddenly a bloody storm above the Atlantic sky!

The Fulmars painted with circles and the BF109s painted with Iron Crosses, at a relative speed of nearly 700 km/h, the pilots opened their eyes wide, stared at each other, and almost simultaneously pressed the buttons of their machine guns and cannons, frantically pouring all their firepower at each other!

But, after all, the British have more planes...

A BF109 was attacked by two Fulmars from the enemy, and the firepower density of light machine guns left it covered with wounds. The seriously injured pilot watched the Fulmars from the opposite side rushing towards him with a grim smile, and the light machine guns on the wings were still spewing fire... However, even though the unknown pilot was seriously injured, he used his determination and anger to pull the joystick with all his strength towards the direction of the enemy plane at the last moment of his life...

The startled British pilot had no time to evade the enemy and collided head-on with the BF109T that was risking its life...

After the brief and brutal head-on firefight, the remaining seven Fulmars, carrying the black smoke from the three crashed JU87s, whizzed past the JU87C!

If it weren't for Barr and Buckhorn who desperately blocked JU87, the loss would have been even more severe...

After rushing over, this group of tube-nosed swallows actually rushed towards another battlefield behind the JU87C fleet!

The few remaining Fulmars in the first wave were no match for the BF109Ts led by Ehler and Wiesenberg. In just a few minutes, the number of Fulmars dropped from nine to five. However, they still kept on biting the tail of the JU87Cs, and eight 7.7mm light machine guns kept firing at the JU87Cs that were left behind!

In their desperate attack, two more Stukas were lost...

In addition, the eight Fulmars here were still surging with kinetic energy from potential energy conversion, and they were roaring towards them. The BF109Ts that were fighting hard at the back of the team were caught off guard!

That's not all. A dozen Jaguars that came up from below also rushed up! Although the Jaguars were very slow and could hardly catch up with the Stukas with bombs, and attacking from low altitude was a heavy burden for dive bombers that didn't have much energy. Not to mention that the JU87 group was protected by the BF109... But... a dozen Jaguars were desperate and rushed towards the JU87C group head-on. The four 7.7MM light machine guns on the wings kept firing, and one Jaguar even crashed into a Stuka!

"For the glory of the British Empire!!!"

Either you die or I live!

Under the repeated attacks of the British fleet, the German fleet suffered heavy losses... In just two minutes of air combat, four JU87Cs and three BF109Ts were killed in the sky...

Even so, the remaining 23 Stukas still gritted their teeth, tried their best to maintain their formation, and used their rear machine guns to cover each other. The scattered planes also tried to get closer to each other and regroup...

The remaining eleven BF109Ts were divided into three groups under the leadership of Eichler, Barr and Zeppelin. They shuttled back and forth, covered each other, and attacked the British fighters that posed a threat to the JU87C as much as possible... The fulmars and skuas also paid a heavy price under the guns of the aces!

Now, there are only thirteen remaining Fulmars in the sky, even including the first batch of remaining aircraft... Although only three of the eighteen Jaguars were lost, the Jaguars that had already rushed to the rear of the JU87 fleet would not be able to catch up with the German fleet at their speed...

In the communication channel of JU87, the bomber commander Major Tinolt was directing the formation allocation while encouraging the strong Stuka crew members:

"The enemy fleet is only a dozen kilometers away! Brothers! Hold on!!"

And behind this airspace, the shadows of the second batch of eight BF109s that took off had already appeared on the other side of the sky...

ps: short and concise! Update twice a week, but last a long time!

Chapter 323: Hindenburg-class battleship

Major Tinolt, commander of the dive bomber brigade, looked back and saw that the remaining thirteen Fulmars had been tightly held by the remaining eleven BF109s led by Zeppelin and could no longer threaten the JU87 fleet.

But even so, the fulmars still did not give up! They did not choose to dive to low altitude to escape into the fleet's anti-aircraft artillery air defense circle - because doing so would ensure their own safety, but at the expense of the fleet's anti-aircraft artillery's interception rate against the JU87!

The British fulmars gnashed their teeth and began to turn towards their comrades at the same time. They were trying to attack the German warhawks behind their comrades! Even if this maneuver would allow the BF109T behind to see a larger target projection and be more easily shot down, they would not hesitate! !

And in the rear, the skuas were completely ignored but were slowly "crawl" over. Even though they were no match at all, they would try their best to join the battle and hold back the German fighters!

"Hold on! You must hold on... (Boom boom boom!!)" A British pilot shouted on the radio to encourage his comrades. But halfway through his words, the entire tail wing was blown off by a round of concentrated fire from the Wiesenberg that was following closely behind!

But even as they were about to fall into the abyss, the British pilots were still shouting slogans in their last moments...

"We must hold them back! Long live the King! Long live the British Empire!!"

"What a tenacious opponent..." He pulled the joystick and slid sideways, dodging a bunch of 7.7mm bullets fired by a Fulmar that was attacking him head-on. As the Fulmar passed by him, Zeppelin pulled up his Edelweiss Warhawk again - a BF109 that was chasing after the Fulmar passed by under the Edelweiss in a fraction of a second!

They almost collided with each other by a hair's breadth! In the BF109T on the opposite side, Erich Rudolf looked back in surprise: Why did he almost think that he was doomed to fail in this collision the moment they flew past, but... the face of the instructor Zeppelin on the opposite side remained calm? !

And it was pulled up...!

Is this the strength of the devil instructor? !

Thinking about the rigorous training he had received in the past month since he reported, Rudolf, who had been a little unconvinced before, suddenly felt a little relieved...

This is still a battlefield! Rudolph calmed down and looked at the "cunning" Fulmar that was still running around and trying to create chaos. Rudolph couldn't help but spit inwardly: "You want to play the same trick a second time? Don't underestimate me!!"

The halo of the optical sight fixed his eyes on the lead angle of the fulmar in front of him. The future top marksman of the German Air Force grinned confidently, and with his big hand firmly grasping the joystick, he stretched out his finger and pressed the trigger button...

Almost at the same time, in the cockpit of the Edelweiss fighter...

"What a cunning opponent, but... do you want to create chaos for me by using the horizontal plane to cover me head-on?" Zeppelin, with a slightly dark look in his eyes, sneered and stretched out his finger to open the radio call button: "Everyone, please pay attention, use vertical maneuvers! The horizontal plane cover of the Fulmar cannot cover the vertical plane! Do you understand?!"

"Understood!"