Bismarck

It was already half past twelve in the morning, and a British regular and light carrier were hiding somewhere, waiting eagerly for them. It would be dawn in two hours at most. How would he and Eugen, who was under his command, deal with the air raid then?

After all, the nearest airport in northern Norway is 450 kilometers away...

Therefore, we can only temporarily build relationships with other friendly ships, talk about coordination, and see if we can cooperate with each other in a fight...

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The wind that had been blowing for a day and a night finally stopped, and the sky over the Arctic Ocean gradually brightened.

But until the sun was high in the sky, the returning German fleet could see the white glaciers of the Scandinavian Mountains in northern Norway where the sea and sky met, but no British planes came...

"Have the British changed their ways? They have two aircraft carriers, but they are not going to attack?"

Confused, Top looked at the sky above his head which seemed to have a hint of ice blue, and then looked at the well-behaved Eugen who was looking at him silently with a depressed and helpless expression. Top suddenly felt that it would be better not to bother thinking about these things.

Instead of worrying about these generals, you might as well comfort Eugen while you still have the last chance to move.

Looking at Eugen's depressed look beside him, Top felt depressed for no reason.

It turns out that it’s better for girls to smile.

"Eugen, smile."

Top felt like a weird uncle.

"What's so funny? We're about to return to the port." Eugen replied gloomily.

"It's only at sea that you can smile more."

Top himself felt the same way: while he was trying to make Eugen happy, he also felt very depressed in his heart.

Anyway, after returning, Eugen would be in jail as usual, and I would be in a difficult position...

So, why do I care so much about him!

Even the battle summary report that must be written after each battle and submitted upon returning to port, Top is now a little too lazy to write.

Besides, I don't know if Kumets will try to shirk responsibility after losing the battle...

"Forget it, let's talk about it later..."

The depressed Toph temporarily put aside the huge pressure in his heart. Since there were still a few hours before the ship entered the port, he simply stayed on the bridge and continued to coax Eugen...

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but……

Top really didn't expect that Kumets' luck had actually reached a certain level...

"Great news! Breaking news! The submarine brigade assigned to the Arctic Fleet has made a great contribution! Early this morning, a British aircraft carrier was discovered and attacked in the waters southwest of Bear Island... Our reconnaissance aircraft has just confirmed that the Ranger aircraft carrier leased to Britain by the United States has sunk!... The Führer and the Admiral of the Navy have just sent a commendation telegram, awarding our commander, Admiral Oscar Kumets, a brand new Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross! This is a common honor for our Arctic Fleet..."

On the warship in the port, Top, who was watching the silence of the heavy cruiser Prince Eugen next to him, also had a depressed look on his face as he commanded the sailors to dock the ship. As soon as he docked, he heard the broadcast on the shore, which was making a big fuss.

After exchanging a glance with Eugen, Toph's first reaction was...

In this bright and clear world, ghosts can actually appear!

Pah, this shitty luck!

(PS: Guess which drama this line is from? 2333)

Chapter 492: Go home!

In a large room full of bookshelves, piles of drawings, materials and documents were taken down from the bookshelves in different categories. After the documents were copied on the mimeograph machine, they were put into large brown paper boxes with the word "top secret" printed on them. Boxes full of documents were numbered, sealed, and neatly placed into large waterproof boxes. After the boxes were locked, another large seal was affixed to the keyhole. After everything was done, these heavy boxes were carried out by strong soldiers and loaded onto trucks. Finally, under the escort of the Italian Blackshirts and German soldiers with live ammunition, these boxes were sent to the airport one by one and loaded onto transport planes.

At the door of the transport plane, a tall, elegant Persian cat with waist-length blond hair was holding a writing board, and together with several assistants and helpers, they were registering the documents one by one with several German and Italian officers who were escorting the convoy. Only the registered documents would be handed over to the soldiers waiting behind, and then loaded onto the transport plane one by one.

Judging from the densely packed numbers on the writing board in her hand, there must be quite a few large waterproof iron boxes filled with documents...

These documents are all detailed information needed in the next operational plan.

After waiting for a long time, the last box of documents was finally loaded onto the transport plane, but Bismarck was still not at ease. After carefully checking and confirming that everything was correct, Bismarck saluted the officer in charge of escorting the boxes and signed his name on the document handover receipt form.

Watching the truck carrying the document box go away, Bismarck waved his hand and dismissed the soldiers who were standing dryly and sweating beside the plane.

Without even turning around, he could see with his perception that the soldiers were leaving in twos and threes, shaking their heads and sighing. Bismarck couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth mischievously.

When Bismarck called these guys over to help move things, he found that these bastards were biting each other's ears with obscene expressions.

Rome, Italy has a Mediterranean climate. In late summer, the sun shines bright white everywhere under the cloudless blue sky. The airfield, where there is no shade, is even more scorching. Even in the room with an electric fan, the soldiers are still covered in sweat.

But after Bismarck shouted, these guys actually followed him out one by one? Without even thinking about it, Bismarck knew what bad ideas these guys were thinking.

But they are probably going to be disappointed.

There is no such thing as sweat on the body of the ship girl. Even under the scorching sun, she feels cool and refreshed. Those bastards are thinking of a "eye feast" but they won't even get to see it!

I deliberately let these bastards move a lot of boxes under the sun. They were all wilted. But I looked at myself and there was not a drop of sweat on my body. I felt refreshed and clean. And these wilted bastards were so tired that they didn't have the energy to do anything bad. They were just wilted.

Pretending to be attentive? Pretending to show off? Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?

Who wants you to have impure motives and bad thoughts?

It's you little bastards that are being targeted!

Like this now?

Should!

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Seeing that the crowd around him had now dispersed, Bismarck relaxed.

The information has been collected. As long as the captain comes over, we can take a plane back to the Crete garrison together.

He took out a pack of tissues and wiped the floor at the door of the transport cabin. Then the naughty Persian cat jumped lightly, sat next to the cabin door, leaned against the side of the cabin door and began to bask in the sun.

By the way, waiting for his captain to come back.

Although the sun was very strong, you could see the air at the airport was rippled by the sun. The airport staff and soldiers were sweating profusely, and those who could find a place to hide would go to the shade of the trees. But...

Anyway, I am not afraid of the heat, let alone the sun. If I want to tan my armored steel, I can use an artificial sun...

Bah! How unlucky!

But speaking of seeing the artificial sun... I think of Japan...

And... my motherland from my previous life is still in dire straits...

In history, Japan had ambitions for Southeast Asia because it failed to plunder resources such as oil and rubber from China, and the coal, steel and food resources it had plundered could not make up for the needs of the wartime economy. Then it was blockaded by the United States, and finally after the breakdown of negotiations with the United States, under the planning of Yamamoto Pan Changjiang, Japan took a risk and launched a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor, which gambled on the fate of the country.

But now... history seems to have completely changed...

For example, the United States declared war on Germany in advance, and the Pearl Harbor incident was caused by the United States declaring war in advance, so Japan hastily declared war, so it is estimated that there is no chance...

If history were to change completely, in this turbulent era, where would the future of myself and the captain be...

There are also Zeppelin, Grapes, Eugen, Bontai...

She shook her head in frustration. Although she had traveled through time to this era, she was just an ordinary girl before that. Although playing a certain mobile game had broadened her interests a little, she had never thought about so many things...

Although... history has been completely distorted and turned into this state, maybe it's my own fault...

Bismarck thought to himself with self-mockery.

Although I have never thought of doing anything to change history from the beginning until now, but...how could I not care about myself, the captain, and Lily, who is the father of the captain?

Even if he had to recall the VT fuse from his memory and request the replacement of the anti-aircraft guns, and even develop guided artillery shells, it was only to allow himself, the captain, and Lily to survive this cruel war, nothing more.

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But...history had already changed by that time, right?

A butterfly flapping its wings slightly can cause a chain reaction that could cause a devastating hurricane on the other side of the earth. The so-called butterfly effect happened right in my own hands...

Because she appeared in front of the captain, she recognized Lindemann, who was always frivolous. Then, after her body was modified and she accompanied the captain to visit the submarine confrontation exercise, on the eve of the Norwegian campaign, because of some kind of telepathy between sisters? She found Tirpitz in the shipyard...

If this is just following the historical line, then after I "prematurely" proposed the trend of naval aviation operations, it seems that things have started to change...

Wasn't the fate of her other sister, the Zeppelin aircraft carrier, completely changed in this way?

Then, compared to the situation where the German Navy is much stronger than in history, the Royal Navy is in bad luck...

Repulse, Resolve, Hood, Barham, Malaya, Queen Elizabeth, Ark Royal, Fury, Indomitable... not including the two battleships and an aircraft carrier destroyed on the slipway by Zeppelin's air raid in the Battle of Newcastle...

By this calculation, because of me, a dozen battleships of the Royal Navy have been destroyed, either directly or indirectly, by the captain, me, and my sister...

Not to mention more than 20 light and heavy cruisers, and hundreds of destroyers...

This was a catastrophic loss for Britain, which was severely damaged and had to rely on the massive legacy left over from the First World War to survive.

The Battle of Dunkirk, the Battle of Newcastle, the falling out with Raeder, the visit of the mustache to the Soviet Union, being caught by Lily, going out to sea in depression, and the Rhine Exercise with Hood that seemed to be a fate... Until now, there is only one month left in a year and a half, but it seems like it was just yesterday...

History is like an invisible hand. Although it cannot be felt, it has pushed me, the captain, my sisters, their captains, and Top and Eugen far away in the Arctic Ocean... all to the current situation...

It seems that I heard that Top and Eugen are in the Arctic Fleet. In the battle a few days ago, they also sank the Raider aircraft carrier...

I hope they can live better than I do...

Although on my side, no matter how I look at it, I feel like I am facing this chaotic world together with the captain, and struggling in the dying struggle together?

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

Sharing grievances with each other... Actually, it's about two fish in a pond that are about to die of thirst, using the last sip of water in their mouths to help each other survive for even just a second.

One second, no problem.

Regardless of the history we have seen before or the current situation in Germany, in this war, can Germany challenge the whole world on its own?

The current trend is better than in history, but it is not much better.

As for changing history or something...

Although the boys in my "previous life" were all more enthusiastic about this than the others, I only knew a little bit about it because of playing a certain mobile game, really...

If I really had the ability to lead Germany to win the world war...

Then why am I still depressed?

I shook my head and stopped thinking about it. If I continued thinking about it, I would feel depressed again.

Just keep thinking about those damn British and hateful Americans!

If she hadn't known it before, now that she is in the midst of history and has read the relevant internal bulletins, she will know with a little thought that in the "history" of World War II, if it hadn't been for Pearl Harbor, the United States would have been prepared to join the war in 42 or even 43 to pick up the spoils.

But now, just look at the British losses...

"So the Americans just shamelessly joined the war?... As expected, they are the biggest rogue nation in the history of the 'future'..."

Bismarck couldn't help but curl his lips. He really didn't understand why so many people in later generations had the audacity to speak well of such a gangster leader.

In fact, let alone myself, even the captain has seen how shameless Americans are!

This had happened several times before. When the captain led the fleet out to sea, the Americans came up with the name of the "Pan-American Neutral Zone" and, under the guise of a neutral country's get-out-of-jail-free status, dispatched aircraft carriers to unscrupulously help the British track their captain!

Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone on the road!

Now we can only see what happens with Japan! It would be best if the Japanese and Americans fought each other in the Pacific Ocean until both sides suffered heavy losses!

Isn't there a saying? When dogs bite each other, they end up with a mouth full of fur!

As he was thinking about it, a Persian cat that was leaning against the airplane cabin door to bask in the sun couldn't help but smile foolishly.

but......

"Bismarck, I'm back... huh? What are you laughing at?"

The shout startled the unprepared Persian cat and brought it back to its senses.

It turned out to be his captain, who was already standing in front of him, on the boarding ladder, looking at him with a puzzled look on his face.

Um, was the captain seeing me in a daze?

Bismarck quickly opened the hatch to the captain and lowered his head a little embarrassedly, with his ears and hat drooping down.

Although I have known the captain for four years, he has always been very serious. I still feel a little nervous and embarrassed when I am seen in a daze.

But the captain didn't say anything, he just reached out and took the notebook next to Bismarck...

"Have you collected all the information needed for the next operation? Let me see it."

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After carefully checking the box and notebook again and confirming that there was no problem, Lutjans pulled his collar slightly, sat down directly in his seat and fastened his seat belt.

"You can go back now. Bismarck, go inform the tower and the pilots."