Bismarck

However, only she herself knew what Zeppelin was thinking...

"It's good that the Hood sank. At least it was she that sank, and you returned safely..."

.............

At night, after settling down his own body, Tirpitz also came. As soon as the hamster entered the room, he quickly got between Bismarck and Zeppelin, rubbing against them and acting cute.

"Hey, you little girl." Bismarck smiled and patted her soft pink hamster hair, causing the little hamster to cry softly in protest.

"Our Tirpitz has made a great contribution this time. Stop talking about her all the time." Zeppelin put his hand on her head, and the latter looked like he was enjoying it.

"I just like being stroked." Bismarck snorted.

"Sister, I saved you, how are you going to repay me?" Tirpitz turned around, then hugged Bismarck and rubbed against her.

"I knew it would be like this. Don't worry, I will definitely treat you to a delicious meal." Bismarck said generously.

"I want fruitcake and ice cream, vanilla!"

"No problem, no problem."

"It looks like Tirpitz will sleep here today too. This bed is a bit small... wait." Zeppelin said.

The floor slowly rose up and then became as high as the edge of the bed.

"Okay, now you can play on it. It's okay to roll around a bit and play however you want," she said with a grin.

"Why do I feel that what you said is weird..."

Overnight, Bismarck was forced to sign a number of unequal treaties with Tirpitz, such as accompanying him shopping, treating him to desserts, etc. Bismarck felt that several months' salary would be eaten up by this hamster.

Is it the cat catching the mouse, or the mouse bullying the cat?

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The next morning, U556 also returned and received a hero's welcome. In just one day, everyone in the navy knew that it had saved the Bismarck and had severely damaged the British Navy's flagship, the Hood.

So a grand welcome party was specially held for it at the pier, although the weather was a bit bad, with strong west winds, wind and rain...

But when it entered the port, the military band on the shore still began to play. To the sound of the majestic military music, Dönitz, Lütjens, Lindemann-Bonte and others all greeted it at the dock. At the same time, the sailors lined up to welcome it. This was a huge scene - for a submarine weighing only a few hundred tons.

Lütjens even expressed his gratitude to the U556 submarine and Captain Wolfas on behalf of the battleship Bismarck, accompanied by his beautiful secretary Bismarck!

It is probably rare for a general to solemnly thank a lieutenant.

As the commander of the submarine force, Dönitz unceremoniously hung a Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Oak Leaves on Wolfas's collar.

Wolffarth was flattered on the spot.

This medal represented the highest level of honor in the German army at that time! The more advanced Knight's Medal with Swords and the Knight's Medal with Diamonds did not appear until June 41, and only 6 Knight's Medals with Oak Leaves were awarded throughout World War II.

Captain Wolfas of U556 became a hero of the German Navy for a while. After returning to his country, he was vigorously promoted by the Nazi Propaganda Department, and his popularity was close to that of the three ace captains - of course, this is a story for later.

However, the Persian cat who still remembered a certain cursed painting said that she would be generous and forgive Wolffarth, but after returning safely to the harbor, she forgot what she had said.

Don't forget that saying: only women and villains are difficult to raise.

At the celebration banquet following the welcome party, Bismarck took Zeppelin and Tizi together, raised their glasses and took turns drinking, smiling as he made Wolffarth drink one glass after another.

The beautiful woman was toasting him, and as a gentleman, how could he refuse? At the beginning, Wolffarth was very happy, but something was not right as time went on. He found that those secretaries were actually pouring wine for him with unknown evil smiles. Even with his good alcohol tolerance, he could not stand it.

Gradually, two shadows appeared before my eyes.

These secretaries are so amazing! This was his last thought before he fell asleep.

The poor crew carried the even more pitiful Captain Wolffarth back home drunk...

Are you kidding? Have you ever seen a KanColle who uses a boiler as her digestive system get drunk?

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In the few days after the welcome banquet, Lütjens was busy coordinating the maintenance matters between the shipyard and Bismarck. It was not until a few days later that he boarded the plane back to Berlin.

Returning to Berlin meant that Lütjens needed to report the situation of the battle to Reger and the little mustache, and everyone knew what caused this battle that saved Bismarck's life.

"Maybe Reger is very unhappy now." Bismarck said with a sneer.

She could respect her enemies who were open to her, but she disdained to say anything about those who stabbed her in the back.

In response to the angry Persian cat, Lütjens just smiled and patted her on the back.

"You should go home first. I wonder if Lily is still home."

"Oh! That's right!" Hearing the word Lily, Bismarck suddenly shouted, "Captain, have you called Lily?"

"no, what happened?"

"It's terrible, I don't have it either." She said with a bitter face.

It's over. Lily was so worried about herself and the captain, but she didn't even report her safety after they escaped danger... Bismarck felt that he had really done something wrong.

"It's okay, you go back first and talk to Lily, I'll be there in a while." Lütjens coughed lightly and said.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion... Bismarck feels that his captain is running away.

ps: A little ** is over, and then we are ready to march into the Mediterranean ~ Please reward and monthly ticket ~

Chapter 361: Dear, do you want to drink the wedding wine? (Two in one)

Before returning to Germany, Lütjens, Bonte and Lindemann still have to settle the follow-up matters.

Bonte was very capable, and it was not without reason that Lütjens chose him as the captain of Zeppelin. Long before Bismarck arrived, he had already contacted the Normandy dock at the port of Saint-Nazaire at the mouth of the Loire River for Bismarck. The route from here to the port of Brest is 300 kilometers, and the distance to the nearest airport in the UK is more than 500 kilometers! Moreover, it is located behind the Brest Peninsula and can be fully covered by the German Air Force stationed here to prevent Bismarck from encountering any unexpected events during repairs.

However, the most ironic thing is that as soon as Bismarck returned to the port, the long-awaited heavy oil arrived, along with ammunition and repair parts...

Very good, it wasn't there when it was needed. When Bismarck and Tirpitz returned, what was supposed to come would come.

And they soon discovered that there was no problem with the timing of sending out the supplies.

In response, Bismarck could only laugh.

Perhaps Reger also knew that the telegram sent by Bismarck regarding the battle with Hood had already alarmed the little mustache. In order to have an explanation from the little mustache, he rushed to transport the things at the last minute.

Although Bangtai, Lindemann, Zeppelin and Tizi all looked disgusted when talking about this...

"What have you been doing before...Qi! Follow me!" Bismarck sneered as he boarded the plane to Berlin.

Then they raised three middle fingers in the direction of Berlin.

"But, sister, what does this mean?" Ti Zi looked confused.

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In order to buy time and avoid any further complications, the day after the U556 celebration, the Bismarck battleship was towed to the port of Saint-Nazaire and moved into the Normandy dock under the towing of Zeppelin and the cover of Tirpitz.

However, when they arrived at the Saint-Nazaire Shipyard, even Lütjens, who usually kept his emotions to himself, looked a little unhappy. After walking around the shipyard carefully, he was surprised to find that this important shipyard that he had proposed was actually no different from the previous one?

"What are they doing?" he questioned in disbelief.

He almost laughed out of anger, seriously.

The Saint-Nazaire Dockyard is the only large dock in France on the Atlantic coast. Since it is the only one, it is naturally a place that all parties must fight for. As early as when France surrendered, Lütjens had suggested to Reger that this must be a potential target of attack, so it is necessary to strengthen vigilance at the Saint-Nazaire Dockyard.

But now when he saw it...he almost fainted from anger.

well.

More than half a year had passed, and the so-called enhanced security that Regel had promised was to place a 150-meter coastal defense artillery company at the entrance of the dock, and seven or eight 37mm and 20mm anti-aircraft guns around the dock, which was at most the size of an anti-aircraft gun company, and a few searchlights?! He thought that this matter was at least raised when their relationship had not broken down, and there should be no problem. In the end, this was the consequence of taking it seriously?

Although the terrain of Saint-Nazaire is 11 kilometers inside the estuary, and the angle is not exposed to the front of the estuary, so 150 coastal artillery is enough under normal circumstances. But what about abnormal situations?

And in terms of air defense, how can the air defense scale of a cricket anti-aircraft artillery company be enough? This firepower is not even as strong as the firepower carried by Bismarck itself, and if such an important fixed target as the dock is attacked by the British, what are they going to do? Although this place is under the wings of the German Warhawk, and the bombing accuracy of the heavy bombers is very problematic, but... don't we have carrier-based aircraft and so on? How can there be only such a small air defense force?

The Bismarck, which was under repair, had no ability to resist at all. Only one bomber broke out of the encirclement of German fighter planes, and the consequences were devastating!

Lütjens didn't want the consequences of Neukas to happen to his own warships.

And although the deep-water channel here looks safe right under the gun muzzle next to the shore, and the widest part of the river is full of shallows, I don't know if it's carelessness or just to save trouble, there are indeed no obstacles blocking the estuary area! It's directly open to the outside world, and there's no welcome.

When Bismarck saw this, she remembered the famous sneak attack in history, and her face immediately fell.

Well, a coastal defense battalion was specially deployed for this dock, plus other defense forces, so it is not really a shoddy work... Although compared with several submarine shelters and important targets such as the Saint-Nazaire dock, this defense is still very barely enough...

"Captain, you still remember when I made the proposal?" Bismarck said with a bitter face beside him.

"I remember." Lütjens also looked helpless, but he had no other choice now. The mess in front of him made him at a loss for words.

"If the British knew I was here, they would definitely kill me at all costs. I don't want to stay in a shipyard where I am exposed to gunpoint..." Bismarck felt that he was just whispering in someone's ear.

Although we didn't say it when we were sleeping together.

"But there is no other place for you to repair it. This place is indeed relatively safe..." Lütjens said, then he sighed and continued, "I will coordinate the coastal defense forces for you. This little force is definitely not enough."

"Your safety is definitely my top priority." Standing in front of the dock, Lütjens put his arm around Bismarck's shoulders, put his hand behind her slender neck and gently stroked her cheek.

"All right···"

Having said that, Bismarck was still unwilling in his heart. For Lütjens, this sneak attack was just a possibility, but for Bismarck, it was almost a foregone conclusion. Last time in France, he just casually made a suggestion and didn't take it seriously. Who knew that she would come to this place by herself this time? It was really a bummer.

No, we can't just let it go.

"Captain, don't forget that my life and property are all here..." Bismarck pulled his sleeve and shook it.

"Don't worry, I won't. When have I ever forgotten about you?" Lütjens continued to comfort her.

In front of the beautiful scenery, the two of them hugged each other like this, and the driver who was driving them immediately felt like he had eaten a mouthful of dog food...

Why don't I have such a beautiful girlfriend... This is a very serious question...

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Lütjens immediately called the commander of the port garrison, a naval lieutenant colonel, and specifically asked him to continue to strengthen vigilance and to arrange obstacles and patrol measures on the river to prevent possible surprise attacks by the British.

The garrison commander hurriedly responded on the spot - after all, it was an order from an admiral, a naval combat hero and a favorite of the head of state. Under normal circumstances, a small lieutenant colonel like him who was sent abroad would not have enough time to show his respect.

In order to ensure the safety of the Persian cat and to stay away from the frequent harassment of British bombers, the hamster and the Zeppelin also expressed that they would "settle down" in the port of Saint-Nazaire - although the water near Saint-Nazaire is very shallow, and there is only a very small artificial port inside that can accommodate two large warships...but at least their presence can make the British weigh their actions.

According to the agreement between Lütjens and Dönitz, due to the presence of the US Navy and the British's determination to blockade the French coastal ports, during this period, Bonte would command the Zeppelin and Tirpitz to conduct daily patrols in the Bay of Biscay and the Celtic Sea, and by the way, they could also assisted German submarines in entering and leaving the Bay of Biscay.

Before boarding the plane back to Berlin with the Persian cat, Lütjens, who was worried about the safety of the large Persian cat hospitalized in the dock, specifically instructed several subordinates to pay attention to safety here and not to return from the battlefield by chance only to capsize in the ditch.

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Earlier, in Berlin, the Admiralty Building...

Reger had a gloomy face as he stared at a report that the Hood had been ambushed and severely damaged by the U556 submarine and had now been confirmed to have sunk, and that the battleship Bismarck had also arrived safely at the French port.

He made some adjustments to the combat plan of the Rhine exercise.

Although the Rheinmaneuvers were signed and approved by the mustache, and Bismarck also scolded them both before departure, the mustache cannot be blamed for this. (He said that he shed tears when he knew the truth.)

Because the little mustache did not understand the navy, and unlike in history, because Lütjens and his party had won consecutive victories and made great military achievements, the little mustache was very confident in the navy's combat plan.

When Reger submitted the battle plan for the Rhine exercise, the mustache guy basically flipped through it casually and signed and stamped it without even looking at it. Not to mention that the battle plan was actually very scary in detail. If you really followed this plan, there would be no chance of survival. And even if Lütjens was lucky enough to come back alive, he had enough backup to control Lütjens. As long as he found an excuse to dismiss Lütjens and his men, he would be able to control the three ship girls, Bismarck, Tirpitz and Zeppelin, in his hands!

So what if you are famous? So what if you have made great achievements? After all, the German Navy is ruled by Admiral Reger!

(@Fletcher, who was regarded as a political stumbling block by a naval tyrant due to factional issues, was sent to the North Pacific to lead loli; and @Halsey, who was a troublemaker and caused several major disturbances, but eventually became successful in his career and even surpassed Spruance, who performed much better than him, and became a five-star admiral...)

but...

Who would have thought that when Lütjens had gotten what he wanted and was in imminent death, he, who thought he could not break out, sent a farewell telegram in plain code, which alarmed the little mustache man at that time.

Everyone knows that Little Mustache is a person who likes heroes. What Lütjens did was enough to move him, who was sentimental in some situations. Not long after, Little Mustache himself even sent a telegram to Lütjens personally to express his condolences and encouragement... The words were also very praiseworthy.

Of course, the mustache guy immediately called Reger to his office and asked him sternly about the battle plan and asked him to check whether there were any omissions. At that time, Reger assured him that there was no problem with the operation, but now that Bismarck was about to sink, he immediately thought of the conflict between the two of them.

Is it retaliation?

Having been involved in all kinds of political intrigues for his entire life, Reger knew that things were going to get...

Fortunately, as a politician who is good at calculating, Reger still has enough retreat and enough quick wits - after all, he was once a top student, but he just didn't use his intelligence in the right way...

In front of the little mustache, Reger naturally would not admit that there was a problem with his battle plan. After fooling the little mustache again, he told him that anything could happen in the vast ocean, and it was normal to have some special situations. It was also possible that the problem lay in the intelligence field, and he promised that he would try his best to rescue and repair Bismarck.

However, he thought it was impossible to take advantage of this incident to destroy Lütjens...

After finally convincing the mustache, Raeder returned to the Navy Office without even having time to drink water. He immediately contacted several of his trusted confidants who were responsible for the specific operations, and sent out all the heavy oil and ammunition for the warships that had not been distributed to Brest before. Finally, they were delivered when Bismarck returned to the port. Of course, the time of the delivery receipt was also changed, so there would be basically no loopholes, not to mention that the Tirpitz could actually scrape out a layer of oil residue from the bottom of the bilge and leave the port to rescue Bismarck. When asked, they could say that Brest had full evidence of oil reserves. In this way, even if the mustache sent someone to investigate, they would basically not find any problems.

After making dozens of phone calls and jumping around for a long time, Raeder finally cleaned up some of the tails and received the information that the Bismarck had returned safely. Not long after, the mustache man who also knew that the Bismarck had returned safely called him again, commending U556 by name and asking Lütjens to come to the Chancellery tomorrow to report to him in person on the situation of the operation...

After hanging up the phone, Reger was in a bad mood - it goes without saying that as the commander-in-chief of the navy, he must go to report on the naval battle. Moreover, judging from the attitude of the head of state in this matter, it seems that the head of state still has some doubts. Maybe he was called to confront him!

Reger's feelings were complicated. About 20% of his feelings were due to luck - luck that he had left enough ways out in advance and was confident that he could handle this matter in a small way. The other 80% was due to resentment...

Lütjens, even this can't kill you, how come you are so lucky?