Bismarck

"How on earth did the Germans build this battleship? If it weren't for her relatively small caliber...it's such a scary devil. This is the best opportunity. We must sink her at all costs." The captain of the Resolution squeezed the telescope tightly.

"Pass on my order, have the destroyers start the assault!"

He issued this order. If the speed of determination could not keep up, then let the destroyers go. I hope they can achieve results. They don't ask to sink the ship, but just to injure the devil! The fleet that arrives later will resolve the battle!

But what he didn't know was that this order was exactly what Bismarck and Lütjens wanted. The order Bismarck received at the beginning was to sink as many destroyers as possible. When the destroyers were more than ten or twenty kilometers away, the targets were too small, and even Bismarck's personal aiming had no effect. She was worried about what she could do - so when the destroyers rushed up, it was a pity to imagine the Persian cat's happiness when eating cat food.

"Captain, the destroyer is coming!" Bismarck immediately reported the situation to Lütjens who was in command.

"Very good." He showed a satisfied expression when he heard the news and immediately issued the order without thinking too much.

"While shooting at the Resolution, concentrate fire on the destroyers. Just use 150 guns. Make sure to sink them!"

"Yes!"

Soon Bismarck's secondary guns also began to speak. Originally, there was only the dull roar of the main guns between the sea and the sky, which was too monotonous. But with the addition of the crisp sound of the secondary guns, it was like playing a fast-paced piece of music.

Symphony of death, Bismarck listened to the noise filtered out through the thick armor and was even a little intoxicated.

Of course, enjoyment aside, artillery shells still had to be fired. Bismarck continuously fired 150mm shells, and the elementary school students who had just entered the firing range were immediately hit head-on.

"Bang, bang, bang" This is the primary school students who are not willing to be outdone and want to attack Bismarck with small water pipes. However, Bismarck is not under any pressure and accepts their anger calmly. However, the destroyers can't stand it if they are hit by the same caliber guns. Under the precise attack of Bismarck, the destroyers are all on fire.

"Torpedo preparation!"

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Although several fleet destroyers protecting the Resolution tried desperately to sneak over and launch torpedoes by taking advantage of the dark night and the small target, they were completely ineffective in the face of Bismarck's sensing ability and the salvo of 150 secondary guns. Bismarck could even leisurely turn its main guns to deal with these brave elementary school students after getting farther away. In less than a quarter of an hour, the four elementary school students who entered the range were turned into four piles of burning and slowly sinking scrap metal under the strong appeasement in front of the battleship... (Persian Cat: I heard that Chang Meng has something to do with me?)

Although the Resolution tried its best to get within range, its maximum speed of only 20 knots and its old hull could not achieve the commander's intention at all. It was a typical case of having the will but not the strength. The Resolution was hit by Bismarck one after another and was hit by six or seven shells. The bow waterline was flooded and the speed dropped to 17 knots; a front main turret was smashed open by a 25000 shell from 380 meters away. Fortunately, after the Battle of Jutland 20 years ago, the British learned from their experience and strengthened the explosion-proof measures of the ammunition depot, so they did not hit the target. The deck of the Resolution was also hit by several shells. The originally smooth and noble oak deck was now only left with rolled steel plates and blazing flames. The situation was getting worse and worse... But even so, as a glorious member of the Royal Navy, the Resolution still held the determination to fight to the end and fired desperately.

"Captain, let's retreat!" The staff officer anxiously advised, "Under this situation, the transport fleet has already fled, and there will be no loss even if we retreat. On the contrary, if we insist on attacking..."

"Do you think we can get away?" The captain looked at the admiralty staff sarcastically and sneered, "If Bismarck didn't want to fight us, she would have run away long ago with her speed. Why would she keep hanging on to us? Even if we retreat, she will catch up, which will be even more disadvantageous to us!"

"But--"

"Don't talk for now. What was the situation of the destroyer fleet just now?" The captain waved his hand, interrupted him, and asked the communications officer.

"Captain, all the destroyers... have sunk."

“We are the only ones left...”

Before the captain could finish his words, an armor-piercing shell came from the front and hit the bridge of the Determination squarely. After penetrating the armor, a huge explosion occurred inside.

For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere...

The bridge was hit hard by two shells, the armor of the bridge was penetrated, the command personnel inside suffered heavy losses, and the staff sent by the Navy was killed on the spot. On the messy and smoking bridge, the captain, who had luckily survived the bombardment, looked at the Bismarck, whose lead was completely impossible to judge. He glanced expressionlessly at the staff, who could only be identified by their clothes, and stood next to the microphone, dragging his broken arm.

He first wiped the blood and flesh fragments off the microphone, and then shouted in a shinobi voice that was shaking with pain: "The British Empire requires each of you to perform your duties conscientiously! Now the Resolution has reached its final moment. I order in the name of the Royal Navy! From now on, abandon evasive maneuvers and use the Z-shaped fork shooting method! Maximum firing rate!! Attack the Bismarck with all your strength!!!"

Although it was impossible to accurately measure the lead time of the constantly maneuvering Bismarck, the British Royal Navy's many years of experience still had a way to deal with it. The Z-shaped cross-shooting method was specifically designed to deal with opponents who were good at dodging (ca) and evading (dan).

Soon, the sensitive Bismarck discovered that the British artillery bombardment had changed, from cautious at the beginning to - crazy!

A round of artillery shells flew over her head and exploded with water columns four or five hundred meters behind her. Less than half a minute later, the second round of artillery fire followed, but this time it seemed a little too close, hitting four or five hundred meters in front of her. Then, as she looked in confusion, the third round of artillery shells flew behind her, but seemed to be slightly closer than the first round by two hundred meters?

Confused, she asked the captain, "Captain, what are the British doing...?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lütjens said. He was in a good mood. Although Bismarck had a turret severely damaged this time, the results achieved were indeed unprecedented. It sank a destroyer cruiser and many transport ships. If he was lucky, he could even bury this determination here!

How great a temptation is this for a naval commander?

Although Lütjens may have underestimated the enemy because of Bismarck's presence, his face changed after listening to her description, and he quickly realized what was going to happen next: "Z-shaped crossbow shooting? Turn left immediately!!! Immediately!!!"

His voice was full of anxiety!

"Ah... yes!" Although she didn't know why, Bismarck still turned around. And soon she knew the reason without the captain's explanation. Because it takes a little time to turn around, she saw the fourth round of artillery hitting Bismarck 200 meters away. And half a minute later, just after turning around, she saw the fifth round of artillery from the Resolution hitting her, and the coverage area this time just covered the original course of Bismarck! !

A shell just flew past the side of the ship!!!

If I hadn't turned the rudder just now, I would have been hit by a bullet in this round of artillery fire, and it would have been hit from the side.

Unable to suppress his fear, Bismarck patted his chest and asked the captain in shock: "What is this...?"

"Z-shaped cross-shooting, you just saw it, first 400 meters front and back, then 200 meters front and back, layer by layer squeezed in the middle, and finally squeezed in the middle as a living target..."

The captain's expression remained unchanged; after all, he was an experienced sailor with decades of experience.

"We may need to increase the distance. Also, pay attention to their determination to see if they are maintaining their course and firing at full speed. It seems that their firing speed has increased before."

"Okay!" Bismarck used her sensing ability to observe for a while, "Sure enough! Their speed and course have not changed, and the frequency of their artillery fire...about one round every 40 seconds."

"...They didn't even bother to evade and started to bombard with all their might? It seems that the Resolution...has really made up its mind. After all, everyone knows that we were injured when we broke out before. Now they are determined to hurt us at all costs so that other British fleets can come to encircle us...They are a worthy opponent!" Lütjens sighed, said with emotion, then turned around, turned on the microphone, and said loudly into the microphone: "I am Lütjens, giving orders now! The course is now controlled by me personally! The speed remains unchanged at 27 knots! In addition, I order: Bismarck, attack with all your might!!"

Soon the artillery battle between Bismarck and Resolution entered a white-hot stage. The shells of both sides flew back and forth, drawing lines of death in the air, with sharp whistles and people dying in the bombardment. However, in front of Bismarck's cheating ability, it was obvious that the Germans were more accurate. Facing the Resolution that had given up evading the full-scale attack, Bismarck's shells hit the Resolution more easily than before, while the Resolution's shells repeatedly missed.

15 minutes later, the Determination, which had been bombarded with countless shells by Bismarck (although not many hits), finally stopped fighting back. All of its main guns were destroyed by the bombardment of Bismarck, and they twisted and pointed in the final direction, stopped rotating, and the hull was covered with black marks.

"The Resolution has been disarmed!" Lindemann announced with a sigh of relief. The disarmed battleship was just a huge target and no longer posed a threat to them.

"Wow!" A cheer rang out on the bridge. The sailors hugged each other and shouted with joy. Some of them even wanted to hug Bismarck in the chaos, but they could only leave in embarrassment under Lütjens's pressing gaze.

Are you kidding? You think you can touch the captain's woman? Lindemann looked at him with amusement. However, after such a long battle, they finally won. Everyone was happy. Lütjens did not stop his subordinates from taking action.

Tirpitz, on the other hand, took advantage of his good relationship with Bismarck and hugged his smiling sister tightly, then buried his head in her arms, causing people to gasp all around.

"Captain, what should we do with the Resolution?" Lindemann waited for a few minutes and asked after the cheers died down.

"Get close to him! And then sink it!" Lütjens said expressionlessly. For a respectable opponent, asking him to surrender is the greatest humiliation, so let it die with dignity.

Sinking in battle is the fate of a battleship - somehow, Lütjens thought of this sentence. What if his Bismarck also faces this ending in the future?

"But······"

"Come closer!" Lütjens' words left no room for doubt.

"Yes!"

The Bismarck slowly approached the slowly sailing Resolution. The fire on its deck had been extinguished and there was no one on board. The three turrets of the Bismarck aimed at the helpless opponent at close range.

"Aim at its waterline." Lütjens glanced at the hesitant Bismarck and said lightly.

"But······"

Although Bismarck did not feel any psychological pressure to unleash her firepower in the battle, it was a battle after all. Faced with this situation, she felt a little difficult to do.

"What's wrong."

"Captain, should we let them abandon ship?" Bismarck suggested. Because of her experience during the last sea trial, she was afraid of being scolded by the captain, so she was very cautious this time.

"As for the crew and the captain, it would be better to let them die than to ask them to abandon the ship..." Lütjens looked at Bismarck and sighed, then gave the order, "Since you said so, signal officer, send a signal to the Resolution, and give them ten minutes to abandon the ship and flee. After ten minutes, our ship will launch an attack!"

Soon the news of the decision came back.

"dream!"

At the same time, Determination began to turn and with difficulty aimed the bow towards the sailing Bismarck.

"It doesn't matter, the Home Fleet will avenge us!" The determined captain spat fiercely when he saw the signal sent by Bismarck.

"Torpedoes ready!" he shouted.

The Determination was equipped with torpedoes, which were rarely seen on battleships at the time, and they were launched underwater. After forcing its way close to the Bismarck, a series of torpedoes were fired.

"go to hell!!!"

However, Bismarck soon discovered the abnormality underwater and adjusted her navigation. After her eyes turned cold, she no longer held back. The three turrets fired in succession, and 380mm shells hit the waterline of the Resolution one by one.

Breakdown, explosion, water ingress, breakdown again...repeating again and again.

Finally, the Resolution could no longer withstand its increasingly heavy body, and it slowly sank with its bow facing upward. The high-pressure gas emitted a shrill howl, like its final cry.

After a whirlpool, there was nothing left on the sea except messy debris...

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Chapter 98: After the War

"General, urgent telegram!"

The shout of the communications officer drew Tovey's attention from his deep thoughts. Because the Bismarck was heading for the Atlantic Ocean, he had to allocate some of his troops to defend against possible attacks from the Bismarck, which of course had a significant impact on the already limited number of warships. There was no other way. Britain was so dependent on maritime transport. Besides, Bismarck's combat effectiveness was obvious to all. In the Battle of Narvik, Bismarck not only sank the Repulse, but also severely damaged the Renown in the fleet blockade. This sounded a warning to them. If they were caught by such a high-speed battleship in the Atlantic Ocean...

"It would be great if the Hood could be shipped." Tovey couldn't help but think.

"What's the matter?" Tovey glanced at his subordinates.

"Emergency telegram from CE-15 Fleet, the Bismarck battleship has been spotted!"

"What?!" Tovey's pen fell on the battle map. "Give me the details!"

"The Linxian, which is escorting the fleet, announced the coordinates of Bismarck in plain text fifteen minutes ago. They have already encountered it."

"Damn it! What you worry about will come true!" His face darkened and he picked up the poor pen and threw it on the ground again.

"Is the CE-15 fleet the one coming from Canada?" Tovey suddenly thought of something and quickly picked up the battle map. He remembered that there was a fleet fully loaded with oil, bauxite and food that would return to the mainland in the near future.

"Sure enough!" He held his forehead with a headache. Those were important resources that Britain could not produce.

"I remember the Resolution is also there. With the battleship escorting it, the problem should not be too big. After all, the Bismarck has lost a turret, and there are also destroyers..." Tovey thought with some relief, but considering the combat effectiveness of the Bismarck, he still felt a little worried.

"Order the Ark Royal to provide support immediately, and at the same time send a telegram to the Resolution to protect the transport fleet at all costs!" Lieutenant General Tovey gave the order immediately.

"understand!"

Originally according to Tovey's idea, in a night battle, the combat effectiveness of Bismarck, which relied on optical aiming, would definitely be greatly reduced. As long as the Resolution was there, it would not be a problem to hold her back for a night. After daybreak, the combat radius of the Royal Ark would be reached. At that time, with a joint attack, it would even be possible to keep the Bismarck there forever.

But as battle reports came in one after another, Tovey's face became worse and worse. The atmosphere in the entire operations room was extremely solemn, and everyone had a stunned expression on their face - the news of the successive sinking of warships had shocked them so much that they didn't know what to say.

First came the news that the Lin Xian was severely damaged. As a reconnaissance ship, the Lin Xian first encountered the Bismarck, but then it was severely damaged by the Bismarck's 380 main gun.

"Requesting fire support! The Bismarck's attack is not affected by smoke at all! The transport fleet is suffering losses!" The Linxian's call for help broke everyone's optimistic guess. Tovey quickly realized that this could turn into a massacre. If the Germans could shoot accurately at night...

"The escort destroyer sank!"

"Three transport ships are on fire!"

"The transport ship sank!"

"Our ship will fight to the last moment!"

The above is the battlefield report from the Linxian. Soon, a telegram from the Resolution showed that the Linxian was sunk.

"Oh, God." A naval staff officer prayed in a trembling voice. He could already imagine the tragic scene on the front line in his mind. It was all because of that damn Bismarck!

However, God did not hear his prayers this time, and soon the Resolution came into conflict with Bismarck.

"The destroyer fleet's assault has failed. All four ships have sunk. One of our ship's main guns has been destroyed. Start Z-shaped crossfire!"

This was the last telegram from the Resolution, and there was no more news.

Tovey slumped in his chair, and the staff looked at each other, not knowing what to say - in fact, there was nothing to say, they were so far away and could not do anything.

"Get me the Admiral!" Tovey closed his eyes for a moment, then spoke slowly. His voice was weak, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

The next day, the news that the escort fleet was completely wiped out spread, and the whole of Britain was in an uproar.

Compared to the British people's shock, anger and fear, the Germans must have been overjoyed. When Reger told Hitler the news, the Führer asked both sides in succession before he believed the battle report. So a commendation order signed by the Führer was immediately sent to Bismarck's ship. At the same time, Hitler expressed great praise for Lütjens, and his previous dissatisfaction disappeared.

"One battleship, one battlecruiser, two cruisers, six destroyers, seven transport ships, very good, very good! The Bismarck did a great job!"

"I want to promote the Bismarck!" The Führer threw the telegram with the battle results on Goebbels' desk.

The next day, all the headlines of German newspapers were filled with photos of Lütjens and the Bismarck. The report started with the Battle of Norway, describing how Bismarck bravely fought in the encirclement of enemy ships, and how it sank the entire enemy escort fleet after losing a turret. All of a sudden, the number of German youths who wanted to sign up for the navy increased sharply.

While Hitler was happy, Reger told him about Lütjens' plan to modify the Bismarck class.

"Didn't the Bismarck just get modified?" Hitler looked at his naval marshal in confusion.

"This was proposed by Lütjens. He believed that the horizontal armor of Bismarck was too weak in this battle, so it was severely damaged by the shells of Renown and Nelson. He proposed that it needed to be refitted to deal with new threats."

"A new threat?"

"Führer, the British Hood is still undergoing major modifications..."

"So does the Tirpitz need to be modified as well?"

"Yes, Tirpitz is now in the shipyard, and it is more convenient to modify it, so Lütjens suggested to modify it together."

"Then we will modify it together. I will ask the finance department for funding then."

"Yes, Führer."

"Can the modification of the Bismarck be completed before the end of the year?" Hitler asked.

"It should be no problem." Regel thought for a while and replied