Bismarck

Don’t talk about reporting the case to the landlord after you get home - it’s curfew now. Apart from the workers who follow the unified work and rest schedule and change shifts at night, those who are still wandering the streets are either policemen or gendarmes!

What if a policeman finds traces of prying the door open? Then...

In his dizzy head, Lütjens began to helplessly imagine whether he would be on the news in two days, and he hoped it would not be "Shocking! The admiral with great military achievements turned out to be a gentleman on the beam!" or something like that... If that happened, it would be a hilarious headline news.

But at this moment, he was still dizzy. Although he was barely conscious, he had no strength to walk. Lütjens glared at his own Bismarck, still a little powerless to stand up, and felt inexplicably guilty.

"Forget it, let's go home first." He waved his hands weakly.

suddenly!

In the originally quiet night, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded!

"Woo-wu-wu-"

It startled everyone.

As soldiers, the three men immediately realized that this was the sound of an air raid alarm.

Along with the sound of the alarm, in the originally peaceful night, suddenly there was a clanging sound from every household. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the crying of children and the panicked scolding of adults.

Even Lütjens, who was leaning against the wall of the office building and still felt a little dizzy, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two ship girls who were looking at each other in shock. The three of them said the same thing in unison, in the same tone:

"Air raid siren..."

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(PS: The bombers from the Netherlands heading for the Ruhr were just a feint to tie down the entire German night fighter force. The real main force of the bombing was the thousands of heavy bombers that bypassed the "Kammhuber Line" from the North Sea and headed straight for Berlin...)

"No, we can't stay here, we have to go to the air-raid shelter!" Zeppelin said decisively. She knew clearly that if the high-rise building they were in now was destroyed by the bombs in the air raid, it would be as fragile as tofu dregs.

"Yes." Bismarck nodded vigorously.

When Bismarck and Zeppelin hurriedly ran out of the office building carrying Lütjens, who was still unable to move, the street was already in chaos.

The streets that were originally empty are now crowded with people.

Amid the shrill sound of air raid sirens, dishevelled people in pajamas and slippers, dragging their families with them, hurried out of the corridor in a panic, stumbling out from the corridor entrance one after another, joining the crowd of people fleeing on the street, with panicked expressions, sulking their heads and fleeing in the direction of the nearest air raid shelter or the nearest basement - even though the entrance to the air raid shelter was already crowded with people...

In this chaotic crowd, someone's life ended before the bomb even fell. In the perception of Bismarck and Zeppelin, in the chaotic crowd in front of them, it seemed that an old lady suddenly fell to the ground due to exhaustion or some other reason, and then in a flash, countless footprints trampled over her body! The scream before her death had not even been uttered, and her life was drowned in this chaotic crowd. No one paid attention to it, and no one would mention it later...

Seeing the tragedy happening, Bismarck and Zeppelin could not help but put down their hands that were ready to help. At this moment, although the police and gendarmes on duty on the street were trying to disperse the crowd, their number was limited and they could not stop it at all. Bismarck could see that if it were not for the ruthless military discipline and the crowd at the air-raid shelter, these police and gendarmes would actually want to take the lead and escape into the air-raid shelter to hide...

After all, there was a bomber overhead, who wouldn't be afraid? Even the two of them wanted to run away.

In this chaotic and crowded atmosphere, people kept pouring in and piling up at the narrow entrance of the air-raid shelter. As more and more people came, the scramble became more and more intense, and the number of people who could escape through the narrow entrance by scrambling became fewer and fewer...

This scene reminded the Persian cat of a propaganda report he had seen in his previous life, which said that at times like this, the most important thing was to maintain order - the more disorderly, the more impossible it would be to escape...

In this disorderly scramble, people, with little time left, and the British bombers, were getting closer and closer to the finish line...

The sound of the air raid sirens became more and more shrill. The searchlights around the distant city had been turned on. The pale yellow lamp posts were twitching back and forth like headless flies in the originally dark and quiet night sky. Faintly, one could still see the smoke clouds from the anti-aircraft guns, which were originally quite dense, but now seemed sparse no matter how one looked at them. Under the illumination of the anti-aircraft guns' fire and the residual light of the searchlights, in the dim sky in the distance, one could even vaguely see countless "cross" shaped things in the sky, reflecting the light in spots, and coming from all directions, overwhelming and pressing towards overhead!

"Oh no! Are their heavy bombers coming so fast?!"

Bismarck, Zeppelin and even Lütjens, who saw this scene, and then looked at the crowds crowded on the streets, could not help but be horrified!

The bombs dropped from the sky by the heavy bomber will still move in a parabolic trajectory - in other words, when the iron wings of the heavy bomber fly over your head, the bombs will also fall from the sky!

"Quick! Find a place to hide!"

The crowd at the air-raid shelter entrance was originally crowded, but when they saw the heavy bomber, someone shouted, and instantly they all scattered like dynamite exploding - but with the speed of people's legs, how could they really "explode"?

The streets were in chaos. The crowd that had already crowded at the entrance of the air-raid shelter did not want to give way. The latecomers who could not get a place at the entrance were running around like headless flies. The police and military police blew whistles and shouted on the horns at the top of their lungs, but after finding that it was ineffective, these soldiers who had performed their duties until the last moment could only shake their heads and began to hide and escape with the same panic as the civilians... The extent of this chaos was so great that even with the power of a Persian cat and a Zeppelin, the captain, who was still unable to get up and walk, could do nothing when looking at this crowd...

It's not that they can't. With Zeppelin and Bismarck at full power, who can stop them? It's just that Zeppelin and the captain don't want to compete with civilians for the entrance to the air-raid shelter. As a soldier, how crazy would it be to violently drive away civilians and then take the lead in entering the air-raid shelter!

but……

"What should we do now?" Bismarck shouted on the chaotic streets.

Such a terrifying bombing scale would scare her even at sea, not to mention that she had no anti-aircraft firepower at hand...

Let’s hide first.

"The bombs dropped by the bombers on the city are all medium-powered high-explosive incendiary bombs. The bombs dropped are usually at least two to three hundred meters apart. We must first find a shelter... Bismarck, you carry the commander on your back while I tear down the wall. We will find a taller and sturdier house, hide inside, and then find a vent! The most dangerous thing about a city-wide fire is suffocation due to lack of oxygen!"

As an Air Force super ace who was very familiar with Air Force business knowledge, Zeppelin gritted her teeth, looked around, and ran directly towards a house that she thought was relatively sturdy.

Bismarck was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and carried the captain, who was still unable to run, on his back and ran behind Zeppelin.

In the corner of the street at the edge of the chaotic crowd, next to a six- or seven-story tall reinforced concrete building, Zeppelin touched a brick wall in the corner. With a maximum output of 200,000 horsepower and a punch force of hundreds of tons, Zeppelin didn't care about anything and raised his seemingly delicate fist. In just a few punches, he punched a big hole in the brick wall that was far less solid than reinforced concrete.

The solid building opened up in front of her like fragile tofu.

"This is a brick wall, Bismarck, hurry in!" Zeppelin shouted as he continued to widen the hole in the wall. With a "OK", the Persian cat carrying his captain didn't care that his captain was already dizzy from being carried on his shoulders, and he jumped directly into the hole in the wall made by Zeppelin. Then the two ship girls opened their perception range together, and under Zeppelin's guidance, they ran desperately towards the ventilation outlet in the basement.

The British bombings were carried out with inhumane high-explosive incendiary bombs - having experienced many years of war, they knew very well how brutally this kind of thing could devour the oxygen of an entire city if the whole city was on fire!

In the intricate basement, only by finding a few relatively solid places that are not easily collapsed in the explosion, and have water sources, ventilation holes and exits, can you have a greater chance of surviving the terrifying fire storm that follows...

In the originally empty building, the sound of footsteps of women's leather boots could be heard, as well as a faint echo of "Put me down" with a hint of distraction.

At this moment, explosions occurred one after another on the ground in the distance. Smoke and flames accompanied by roaring sounds were overwhelming the top of the chaotic streets! Groups and clusters of high-explosive incendiary bombs were thrown out from the bomb ports of the heavy bombers. The whistling sound of the bomb wings tearing through the air even overwhelmed the howling and wailing of the people on the ground. After a few seconds, with a roar of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, the already somewhat dilapidated city of Berlin was transformed into the legendary hell of heaven's punishment!

Even in places that were not hit directly, the raging fires caused by the explosion of thousands of tons of high-explosive incendiary bombs soon rolled up into a tornado of fire above the shattered ruins of the city, twisting wildly in the sky above the city of Berlin - the terrifying vortex of high-temperature air convection, under the crazy carpet bombing, the shaking and dust-filled basement was filled with little oxygen!

Even though Bismarck and Zeppelin were not afraid of suffocation due to lack of oxygen, the captain was already dizzy from being carried all over. Even though he lay down at the ventilation vent on the back street, he still felt a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, there are still a few vents and windows here. In the howling wind of cold dust and decaying smell, there is at least some oxygen that is needed for survival...

Behind the iron wings of the self-proclaimed "God's justice" bomber, a devastated city was burning with its broken body dying - but unlike the so-called "divine punishment", most of the people who became dead in this bombing were innocent civilians...

Chapter 741: Danger in the Basement

Not long after they entered the building, an unprecedented bombing began.

Bombs fell like heavy rain. Even deep in the basement, Bismarck could feel the walls shaking violently. The shock waves from the bombs exploding around him were transmitted along the medium. This basement had not been used for a long time. Dust on the ceiling was shaken off piece by piece, and the whole room was filled with smoke and dust.

Suddenly, Bismarck's eyes widened.

There were two loud explosions coming from the roof one after another - in the perception of Bismarck and Zeppelin, it was two bombs that fell on the roof of the building one after another!

The two bombs first penetrated the roof of the building, and then exploded violently inside, turning everything around them into dust in the flames.

"Oh no! The building collapsed!" Zeppelin shouted.

Two loud bangs, with earth-shaking vibrations, turned the upper floors of the building into two violent fireballs! At the same time, the explosion also brought the building to an end, and it collapsed instantly!

Along with the loud sound of collapse, the surrounding explosions and screams were also earth-shaking.

For some reason a beam fell diagonally to the ground, and the broken end formed a sharp corner. Even more unfortunate was that it happened to fall on top of the basement. The huge impact force brought by the five or six meter high floor directly smashed through the ceiling of the basement!

It seemed that it was about to hit Lütjens below - if hit by this, the commander of the Far East Fleet would be left with nothing.

The more powerful Zeppelin stood up subconsciously, like a female war goddess in mythology, and caught the huge beam that was falling down without hesitation. Its petite body formed a strong contrast with the huge building.

However, even a body of steel and huge horsepower could not stop the heavy beam with its impact force. The moment she caught it, the floor tiles under her feet burst, and her knees went weak and she knelt down!

However, this short period of time was enough for Bismarck to react. She took this opportunity to throw Lütjens into the corner. Having learned earthquake survival knowledge, she knew that the corner was the safest place.

Poor Lütjens was thrown out by Bismarck again...

At this time, Bismarck could not care less, because he quickly ran over and took the beam from Zeppelin's shoulders. In fact, Zeppelin's strength was still enough to lift the static building component, but the impact just now made it difficult for her to bear.

With the combined power of 300,000 horsepower, the beam was lifted and gently placed on the ground. It was finally quiet, and although the bombing had not stopped, they could breathe a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other and burst out laughing. After the basement was broken, there was a lot of smoke and dust, making the two girls look like they came out of a construction site or a coal mine. Zeppelin's hair was also messed up by the beam, and he looked in a miserable state.

"Oh, I'm scared to death." Bismarck sat down on the ground and patted Zeppelin on the shoulder. She looked up at the horrible ceiling with some emotion and couldn't help feeling a lingering fear.

If Zeppelin had reacted a little slower, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Moreover, Bismarck soon became furious. Who designed the basement? How could it be so fragile? It was obviously a case of cutting corners. It could even be smashed through by the superstructure. Why was he still hiding from it?

"If I find this designer, I will tear him apart..."

Zeppelin's shoulder was hit so hard that it hurt. She grimaced and had not yet recovered. Bismarck hit her and she felt another sharp pain. She could not help but glare at her.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot." Bismarck smiled embarrassedly.

Zeppelin snorted in response.

"How long will this bombing last?"

Even a solid reinforced concrete building was like a piece of paper in front of the huge power of a high-explosive incendiary bomb of at least 227 kilograms, or even 500 kilograms. The ruins were shattered and broken walls flew everywhere. Even the frame structure made of reinforced concrete seemed to be vulnerable. Not to mention the continuous explosions that shook the basement as if it was being beaten hard by a drum.

The high temperature from the fire outside the house sucked the air out of the basement, and then the howling wind from the other side of the basement, along with the vibration, stirred up dust and the smell of decay, making the air in the basement even more polluted.

Bismarck and Zeppelin could only be thankful that this was only a 227 kg class high-explosive incendiary bomb with an instantaneous or short-delay fuse. Although the explosion was powerful and the sky above their heads had already begun to burn, the shock wave of the 227 kg bomb shook open several layers of steel-concrete floors and allowed the beams to smash in, but at least the flames did not come in, and the ruins blocked the burning material.

The two ship girls couldn't help but secretly feel lucky. Fortunately, just as Zeppelin estimated, this time it was only a 227 kg bomb - if it was a 500 kg bomb, then the basement would not be safe at this moment...

The two of them were fine, but the captain was probably going to be roasted.

Admiral Lütjens, who had just vomited and was still exhausted, was carried on the shoulders of his own ship cat amid the shrill air raid alarm. He was in a state of disarray. He covered his old waist that was almost broken by his own pet cat, and covered his mouth and nose in the dust. The feeling of wanting to cough and vomit was accompanied by a vibration like a drum. The feeling was comparable to the last moment of suffocation of a severe asthma patient. It was really a terrible feeling.

The faucet next to it had completely stopped supplying water as soon as the shock of the bombing was felt, but before that Bismarck managed to catch the last drop of water. He wet his handkerchief and handed it to the captain to cover his nose. In this dusty basement, this at least made the captain feel better.

Just like what you would do at a fire scene.

"It's really because of drinking that things went wrong..." Lütjens slowly sat up in the corner and shook his head helplessly. If he hadn't been drunk, his ability to move wouldn't have been so poor.

"What's the situation outside now?" he asked.

"It's bad. It's become a ruin outside." Zeppelin kept scanning the situation outside. Her place was bombed into such a mess, let alone ordinary residential buildings. The more she looked, the more she frowned. "We will be fine for the time being, but if another bomb is dropped, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Just as Lütjens was about to speak, he accidentally inhaled the smoke and started coughing violently.

"Captain! Are you okay?" Bismarck asked hurriedly.

"Ahem... It's okay... Ahem." Shaking his head, Lütjens covered his chest and gasped for air. Even if the dirty air was filtered by a wet handkerchief, it was still so suffocating in this small room with constant vibrations and shock waves. What's more, in this cramped basement, you can't see anything. You can only silently pray that the bomb will not hit your head. The fear is also enough to make a normal person mentally collapsed.

"Commander, do you have any suggestions?" Zeppelin asked.

"Forget it, it's dangerous outside, let's wait here first..." he said.

Even though Lütjens is a veteran and well-informed man, and the two ship girls beside him can "sense" the situation around them, this feeling of powerlessness and hopelessness of being unable to do anything and only praying that death will not come to you is a maddening pressure!

Even the battleship itself could not withstand such a large number of carpet-style saturation bombings. And the health bar of the ship's projection was not as good as that of the battleship itself. In other words, as long as it was hit by a few more high-explosive incendiary bombs, the projection would not be able to withstand it.

If even the ship girl is like this, one can imagine how vulnerable humans would be in the face of such bombings... Wait! Where's Lily?

The British plane flew over from the north, and if I remembered correctly, the research institute where Lily worked seemed to be in the north of the city!

Thinking of his daughter's safety, Lütjens' eyes suddenly widened!

Although in theory, a scientific research unit like the Kaiser Wilhelm Institute must have a solid underground bunker, but...

Lütjens suddenly grabbed Bismarck's shoulders.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?" She looked strangely at Lütjens, who suddenly looked anxious.

"Bismarck, go find Lily right away..."

"Lily she..."

"Bismarck, you... cough cough... go find Lily right away... I'm worried about her... cough cough cough cough..." As his breathing quickened, Lütjens inhaled more smoke and dust, and his coughing became more violent. He almost couldn't utter complete sentences.

However, there was no need for Lütjens to finish his words, as Bismarck had already understood what he meant - it was perfectly normal for the captain to be worried about his daughter.

Besides, she was actually a little worried about Lily coming...

With such intense bombing, she really couldn't guarantee anything else would happen.

"Captain, please stop talking. I'll go find her right away. Zeppelin, please take care of the captain. I'll be back after I take care of Lily!"

While Zeppelin was still a little confused, Bismarck interrupted the captain's coughing words, hurriedly stuffed the handkerchief into Zeppelin's hand, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot.

………………Just one minute later………………

"So, you came here after dad mentioned me?"

In the air-raid shelter under the Physical Institute of the Kaiser Wilhelm Society, Lily, who was squatting in the corner as steady as a POI, rolled her eyes somewhat unhappily at the iron ring on her slender index finger, which had a shield with a trefoil printed on it.

And from the ring that was given a cold stare, there was a faint awkward laugh that only Lily, who was wearing the ring, could hear.

"Hehehe...the captain is still in danger, so you will definitely be safer here." Bismarck explained.

Although because this is a confidential unit, strangers are not allowed to appear in the air-raid shelter otherwise it will cause great trouble to Lily, so Bismarck did not show up, but was just whispering to Lily through the ring. However, if he could be seen, Bismarck would definitely be an embarrassed cat now - after all, when he came over, Lily was already squatting in the air-raid shelter, so how could Bismarck not be embarrassed.

However, thinking of the captain who is now shivering in the corner of the basement of a building, this place is really safe...

After all, it is a gathering place for scientists, and the safety of these people must be the top priority.

In theory, the location of the Institute of Physics and Chemistry of the Kaiser Wilhelm Society is in the southwest of the city, but the overwhelming heavy bombers will not care about you when they bomb indiscriminately. However, this is a world-class scientific research center after all, and there are a large number of physics masters here - Max Planck (founder of quantum mechanics, Nobel Prize in Physics in 1918), Werner Heisenberg (proponent of matrix mechanics and "uncertainty principle", Nobel Prize in Physics in 1932), Otto Hahn, Fritz Strassmann (the two jointly confirmed the nuclear fission phenomenon in 1939 and jointly won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 1944), Philipp Lenard (master of cathode rays and photoelectric effect, winner of the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1905, Nazi racist), Johannes Stark (discoverer of the "Stark effect", winner of the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1915, Nazi racist)... and so on.