Bismarck

4. The Simon's Town garrison fleet includes the Royal Navy's Fiji-class heavy light cruisers Bermuda and Jamaica and six destroyers, as well as seven frigates belonging to the South African Navy, as well as several minesweepers and harbor tugboats.

5. The Cape of Good Hope Fortress has a total of 5 fortress guns, of which 6 are in the Cape of Good Hope and False Bay. The hit rate of the fortress guns is expected to be no less than % - not significantly lower than Bismarck's estimated hit rate for his own guided shells against the forts (on average, one shot hit in two rounds, with a hit rate of about %)

Victory conditions: Defeat the Cape Town Fortress and loot more than 16000 tons of naval fuel oil!

Fail condition:

1. Any ship and transport ship of the Eastern Expeditionary Fleet was severely damaged;

2. Bismarck and Tirpitz consumed more than 380 1000 main gun shells in total, and the consumption of anti-aircraft shells exceeded 30%;

3. The Zeppelin aircraft carrier lost more than sixteen fighters;

----------Although a certain Persian cat always feels that this action should be called the dividing line of the onboard action---------

The sun in the west gradually sets.

After the blood-scorching sunset faded away, the dark and deep sky was dotted with stars, guarding a half-dim and half-bright crescent moon in the sky. It was as if the sky had a half-open and half-closed eye, staring emotionlessly at the Lütjens fleet on the sea that was turning back towards Cape Town, interpreting the uncertain future...

On the dark sea, in the southerly wind of the Benguela Current, two huge shadows seemed to begin to speed up and separate from the other shadows behind them. The Bismarck and Tirpitz battleships accelerated to 33.5 knots, separated from the rear formation commanded by Bonte, escorted by the Prinz Eugen, and accompanied by two transport ships, and began the Cape of Good Hope assault codenamed "Black Baron"...

Looking at the dim moonlight, although they were all experienced and knowledgeable, even such a desperate situation was not the first time they had seen it, but...

A desperate situation is a desperate situation after all. How can we just storm the Cape of Good Hope Fortress?

Although, now it is not important to say this...

"Lindman, since you are the one who took the lead in supporting the commander's plan, you are responsible for the commander's safety."

"I know, I know. Don't worry. You know how disgusting my Grape's electronic interference ability is... Ouch!!"

"Eugen, Zeppelin will be in charge of the air battle when the fighting starts later, and our last fuel and ammunition are over there now, so you are responsible for protecting them! Although Tizi and I will help you stop as many planes as possible at the front, you will still be under a lot of pressure..."

"Yes, yes, yes. However, we will be outside the combat radius of their Spitfire fighters before dawn, so our problem is not big. But Sister Bismarck, you are the ones facing the planes directly in the front..."

"It's okay. At least we are 200 kilometers ahead of you. Zeppelin's plane can still cover us, but... you will be responsible for Zeppelin's safety at that time~"

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry, Eugen will protect Sister Zeppelin and the transport ship!"

On the VHF tactical radio and the KanColle WIFI, several comrades-in-arms and sisters greeted each other and acted separately.

There is a huge difference between the speed of 16 knots and 33.5 knots. As time flies, the distance between us gradually increases and we disappear from each other's sight. We have put everything aside and the beginning of the future or the end of fate depends on this onboard charge tonight!

The moon's shadow was getting farther and farther west, and the moonlight was also becoming more dim...

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It was also a sleepless night in Simon's Town, at the command post of the Cape Fortress.

A staff officer trotted into Admiral Willis's room...

"Report! Our reconnaissance plane conducting night reconnaissance in the southwest direction has lost contact! The last contact was ten minutes ago. The location at that time was 210 degrees south-southwest of the fortress, kilometers away! Report completed!"

"Southwest? Three hundred kilometers?"

Admiral Willis looked up at the time - nine o'clock in the evening, then took out a special ruler for drawing absolute direction and distance from the table, scratched the nautical chart on the table twice, stood up and said, "Sure enough, they are coming for us! And... according to the estimated distance, they will engage in battle with the Cape of Good Hope Battery at two o'clock in the morning at the latest, but I don't know if they have other problems... Come on! Send an order! Keep the fortress ready for battle, and send the planes out immediately!"

"Yes!"

then……

"Captain! We have spotted a large enemy fleet! One hundred and fifty kilometers ahead! It looks like there are at least eighty planes. We plan to engage them in twenty minutes!"

"It's only ten o'clock now, it's coming so fast... Bismarck, prepare for battle! Also... the wind is from the south now, if Zeppelin wants to fly his plane against the wind, the distance will be even greater... Bismarck, tell Tizi and Lindemann, we will turn southwest immediately and control the distance between us and Zeppelin!"

"Okay! I'm going now!"

"... Commander Lütjens and his men have already started to turn around, but we only have 24 aircraft on patrol right now, and the distance is 120 kilometers, so time is very tight... Hey? Zeppelin, why are you going out?"

"Captain, time is running out. I will take off with the on-duty fleet immediately!"

"it is good!"

"…Tizi! Turn on the electronic jammer! They're coming towards us!"

"I know, Lindemann... I'm so fed up with these flies! Damn flies, go to hell!"

boom! boom!

“Number three! Number three! (Rustle… rustle…) Damn it! Damn German crew!”

"Captain! The radar can't lock on to them! And our anti-proximity fuze electronic jammer has no effect on their anti-aircraft guns!"

"…Tsk, you are indeed an evil spirit…Tell the Second Spitfire Squadron, we are going to attract the firepower of the German ships, and ask them to cover the flare bombers!"

"...Brothers! The Bismarck battleship has sent a command message! We are told to pay attention to two groups of bombers flying horizontally in the sky. They may be flare carriers (dudududu...) Also! Pay attention to the flamethrowers they have!! "

"Roger that, Boss Buckhorn!"

“…Report! I found them! Brothers, follow me!!… (Damn…) Damn…fire…”

"Bom! Bom... Damn bastard!! Squadron 5, entangle the Spitfire! The rest of you continue to attack!!"

"Captain, we're running low on ammunition!"

"…You guys retreat first, the rest of you guys hold on a little longer. Instructor Zeppelin and the third squadron are coming over here, they will be here in five minutes! We must protect the Bismarck and Tirpitz at all costs!"

"Brothers, we've heard what Boss Buckhorn said. Hold on for the last five minutes (boom boom boom boom) Wow—"

"Damn it! Damn the British! (Aggressive...) Damn, why do they have so many planes..."

"Tizi! Zeppelin's numbers are at a disadvantage! Let's jam the radar together! Cover them!"

"Got it! Sister!!"

"Buckhorn! Are you okay? I'm Zeppelin, I'm here! Hold on!!"

"Hoo...Hoo...Instructor, I'm fine. I killed that guy..."

"It's good that you're alright...Everyone, follow my command! Fokkers (Fw-190), cover each other, Messer (Bf-109), follow me to gain altitude! Also, make sure to hold back their Spitfires!"

"Brothers, listen to the instructor! Hold them back!"

"Hold them firmly!"

"kill!"

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One after another, planes carrying radar pods, bombs, torpedoes and flares mustered up their remaining courage under the night sky, turned their noses around and continued to join the desperate fight between the two armies that was already in chaos!

And just above the Shura Field, the moon, which was high above and emitting a dim light, was getting lower and lower in the west. It seemed that even the half-open and half-closed eyes of God, which saw everything as two-legged sheep, could not bear to see such a cruel fight...

Chapter 666: Cape of Good Hope Fortress

In the second half of the night at the Cape of Good Hope, the moonlight had already sunk into the horizon, but under the dim starry sky, there were bursts of weirdness.

Three o'clock in the morning

In the command tower of the Bismarck battleship, which was under a blackout, the staff officers turned on night lights and frantically plotted enemy and friendly intelligence information on the chart table and tactical board based on enemy information transmitted by radar soldiers, fire control observers, radio communications, and enemy communication decryption, for their commander, Admiral Lütjens, who was also the fleet commander, as a reference for analysis and judgment.

Next to the chart table, opposite the tactical board, next to Admiral Lütjens who was sitting behind the table with a serious look on his face, the heroic secretary ship Bismarck was also using the Bismarck battleship's own perception capabilities and intelligence sources, reporting something to his captain from time to time.

Since the air raid at ten o'clock, there have been many air raids and battles, big and small, one after another, so that Bismarck and Tirpitz approached the Cape of Good Hope Fortress a full hour and a half later than expected! Originally expected to engage the fortress artillery at half past one, now it was delayed until three o'clock in the morning.

Moreover, by now, Bismarck and Tirpitz had used up a quarter of their 105mm anti-aircraft shells and 50mm anti-aircraft shells, and 37mm anti-aircraft shells were better, but they had also consumed about a fifth. Even dozens of 380mm high-explosive shells were consumed in the air strikes.

As for Zeppelin and her carrier-based fighters, they had lost 50 planes instead of 60! Even if we count the 12 fighters on the Bismarck, there were only 28 planes that could be deployed. Almost all of the remaining planes were severely damaged and needed to be overhauled.

That is, almost all the spare parts of the Socotra Island Garrison were looted by Zeppelin and stored in the ship's warehouse, and long before entering the Mediterranean, the entire fleet was equipped with an onboard workshop that could repair certain damages by itself. Otherwise, who knows how many planes would have been scrapped.

The only good thing was that under the extremely magical air guidance and electronic interference of the ship girl, the combat efficiency of the British Air Force was greatly affected, so that the damage to the Persian cat and the pink hamster sisters was not serious. Even though the deck was once again strafed by the 20mm Hispano, and each of them was hit by a few near misses, at least it was fully defended from head to toe, and had an extremely strong hull strength, plus the desperate cover of Zeppelin and her GR186 wing and the electronic interference of Grapes, the losses after several rounds of air strikes were not serious, and basically did not affect the combat effectiveness...

However, this loss is still a bit...

“There are so many casualties…”

Putting down the shocking casualty statistics report in her hand, Lütjens could not help but fall silent. There was no chance to replenish troops on the battleship now, and these sailors had followed him from Germany. She felt sad to lose any one of them.

This is the consequence of gambling with your life...

Bismarck's face wasn't looking good either. He looked at the damage control team who were rushing to repair the damage on his ship which was still emitting smoke. Then he turned around to look at Grape next door, who was also busy with repairs.

Although there were no serious direct injuries, there were still quite a few fires, shocks, water leaks, and pipeline breaks.

But the real test is still ahead.

In the pitch-black night, the ship girl's perception was that in Bismarck's perception, a steep cliff had appeared a little over 40 kilometers ahead!

The cliff slowly appeared on the sea level like a giant beast in the dark, blocking their way and showing its ferocious teeth.

"Captain, we've reached the Cape of Good Hope Fortress! It's right in front of us, 40 kilometers!"

After hearing Bismarck's report, Lütjens, who was thinking, raised his head and looked towards the dark direction ahead:

"We're finally here... Cape of Good Hope..."

But now there is no time to sigh, Lütjens immediately turned around and said: "Bismarck, turn on the jammer and prepare for artillery battle!"

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"Captain of the battery, the radar has been interfered with. The Germans are coming!"

In the command post of the Cape of Good Hope Battery, the British radar soldier saw a sudden snowflake on the radar screen, but he looked like he knew you would be like this. He curled his lips in disdain, then turned his head and shouted at the battery commander.

"Is the jammer on?" The battery commander also snorted: "Drag out our radio direction finder!"

"Okay!" The radar soldier understood, sneered, and flipped a special switch...

In the second half of the night, the stars were dim and the radar necessary for night combat was severely interfered with. However, the British, who had been prepared, used several pre-set direction-finding stations to find the direction of the radar interference source. They were able to roughly determine that behind the nightfall on the southwest sea not far from the fortress, something was rushing towards them at a speed of about thirty-three and a half knots!

Although relying on this relatively crude direction finding, with the technology at that time, it can only determine the approximate position of the enemy, but cannot determine the artillery error and correction amount, and theoretically cannot directly guide the artillery to fire. However... the fortress artillery has measured various parameters in advance. Even if the error cannot be observed for a while, blind shooting according to the firing table and artillery coordinates is also a necessary training skill for the fortress artillery. The British, who were well prepared, were not panicked at all. With the order of the gunner, several flares lit up the sky lanterns in the roar of the fortress artillery, and slowly floated in the air! And in the boundary of light and shadow at the edge of these flares, two huge and hideous shadows also appeared from time to time!

For a moment, both the Cape of Good Hope battery, which was on high alert, and the two huge and ferocious shadows, seemed to be stunned when they confirmed the existence of their opponents under the light of the flares.

But in the next moment, the two huge shadows began to turn slowly, spewing out fireballs like anti-aircraft artillery salvos, trying to shoot down the tracer bullets! The four 381mm fortress guns of the Cape of Good Hope Fortress were not to be outdone, and they also began to speak one after another from kilometers away, which was almost the maximum range of the fortress guns!

Even more than that, in the direction of several airports of the Cape of Good Hope Fortress, which had suffered heavy losses in the previous brutal air combat confrontation, a faint buzzing sound was heard from the sky in the intervals between the thunder of artillery fire!

"Captain! They're firing!"

"I understand... turn left four compass points, keep your distance, use guided shells, and fire back!"

"Okay!... Captain, be careful! The shells are coming!" Bismarck had just promised his captain when he found that the enemy's shells were coming down on him!

At the critical moment, Bismarck took advantage of the turn and swerved to one side, changing its course violently. The next moment, four 381mm shells from the British artillery fell fiercely and accurately from the sky, hitting Bismarck right in front of its original course, making her break out in a cold sweat!

After all, the fortress cannon is a fortress cannon. Although there are only a few cannons in a fort, the dispersion and hit rate are very accurate after the artillery parameters are carefully calculated in advance and the earth is a stable platform! In particular, the edge of the flare has at least illuminated the figures of two evil warships, and then they were quickly locked by the optical observation station!

With the parameters of optical observation, the accuracy of the fortress guns was even better! The first round of shells had just fallen into the sea and turned into tall water columns, and the flashes of the second round of shelling at the Cape of Good Hope instantly lit up in the dark night...

However, how could the battleship Bismarck, which had been fighting with its captain for many years, be afraid of this? And it was not just Bismarck, Tirpitz, who was following his sister, was even more confident that he could even create a big battleship!

The only problem is that the guided artillery shells have too much wing resistance and limited range... However, this was not out of the scope of the combat plan...

Without the captain's order, Bismarck and Tirpitz looked at each other, raised the smoke screen, and then turned back. Although the four British fortress guns were firing at the four possible evasive positions of the Germans, the accuracy of the artillery fire was limited by the ultra-long range of 35 kilometers, and the firepower was dispersed to suppress the possible evasive positions. This round of artillery fire was still easily avoided by the cat and mouse sisters.

However, perhaps because they had known each other well after years of fighting, and in order to defend the last glory of the Royal Navy, the British artillery was not moved by the evasion of their bombardment, and still loaded and continued to conduct predictive shooting in an orderly manner according to the regulations.

Following the Z-shaped route, Bismarck twisted its bow again, and an armor-piercing shell flew past the 150 guns on the side of the ship! However, Bismarck, who had just passed this round of bombardment, frowned - obviously as the distance got closer, the British bombardment became more accurate and more intensive... and Bismarck, who kept twisting his body to avoid the bombardment, had a speed drop to only knots due to the multiple violent turns under the action of the steering gear, which seriously consumed the thrust of the propeller! As for Tirpitz behind him, without looking, Bismarck knew that his sister, who was as powerful as him, was in the same miserable situation!

You know, this is just the beginning!

"Bismarck, what's the situation now?" Lütjens, who was lying in front of the chart table holding a two-color pencil and a naval drawing ruler, gritted his teeth and asked his secretary ship.

After all, it was pitch dark now, and the enemy's artillery was built on the top of the cliff at the Cape of Good Hope, so it was impossible to observe directly. Therefore, the observation ability of the ship girls themselves was the most accurate factor in the current situation information.

"The distance is thirty-three kilometers, and there are still four minutes to the maximum range of the guided artillery shells with powerful explosives..." Before he finished speaking, another round of artillery fire came whistling!

"This wave...is dangerous!"

Seeing the bombardment that could not be completely avoided, Bismarck made up his mind and twisted the bow to the left at the last second. At the same time, the hull tilted violently. The long-tested large grazing technique played a role. The shell, which originally had a fall angle of more than 320 degrees, finally hit the mm main armor belt with a small angle of ricochet under the compound angle of the hull tilt and the ship's turning. However, the mode of the artillery shelling was that each gun fired in a dispersed manner, and the shelling was carried out according to the predicted evasive position! Moreover, the distance was closer at this time, and it had entered the illumination range of the flares! Even though Bismarck and Tizi pulled smoke and turned on electronic jammers, they still evaded in front of the well-prepared British.

In the sky, although the Royal Air Force also suffered heavy losses, it still had the ability to deploy more than 50 aircraft. Seventeen or eighteen handsome fighters and Wellingtons with extremely sturdy fuselages had already appeared in the sky...

ps: When the time comes, let Bismarck fight in the Polish-Land War, the soldiers will probably cry, hahahaha

Chapter 667: Attacking the Fortress Cannon

It was three o'clock in the morning, when the night was at its darkest. However, on the sea southwest of the Cape of Good Hope, the battle was fierce under the bright lights of flares...

"Captain, their planes are coming from both sides!"

"You go and guide the fighters to intercept the one in the middle of their two groups of planes! Tell Lindmann to take Grapes and move separately from us to cover each other! The anti-aircraft guns should shoot down the flares first, and then go shoot down the planes!" The captain remained calm in the face of danger and arranged the orders in an orderly manner without hesitation.