The fire was raging and the smoke poured into his nose, and Lindemann, the captain of the Bismarck, covered his nose with a damp cloth and kept his eyes fixed on the British destroyer rushing towards him in the distance. The other party's intentions have been revealed, and they would rather die than send themselves to sea with a torpedo to be with the Hood. Lindemann was now faced with a dilemma: if he continued to follow the normal course to evade, the already scarred rapid-fire fire on the left side of the ship and the underwater hull would not be enough to deal with the attack. And if the rudder meets the enemy with the starboard side in good condition, it will greatly shorten the distance between the opponent and the opponent.

"General!" Lindemann turned his head and yelled at Karls, his voice full of urgency. At this time, the two sides were rapidly approaching at a speed of nearly 20 meters per second, leaving Bismarck with time to do the multiple-choice questions only in seconds. If the delay was to wait for the British destroyers to approach calmly, the consequences would be even more serious: there would be no chance to evade the attack and there would be no mitigation of the damage caused by a torpedo hit.

Kars bit his lip, his mind dissecting the situation at an unprecedented pace. At this moment, more than 6,000 tons of water have been flooded, a quarter of the power has been extinguished, and the speed can be driven to 24 knots after emergency repairs. According to normal damage management considerations, every effort should be made to avoid being hit by torpedoes again at this time, otherwise it is very easy to cause the waterline to deepen rapidly, causing waves to pour in from the high holes, and aggravating the loss of control of the water ingress. You know, now Bismarck's power system has also lost almost a third, and the pumping pressure is not at all comparable to when the equipment is in good condition.

But from another point of view, the damage to the Bismarck's speed does not mean that it is more difficult to avoid torpedoes? Even if Lindemann used his god-level steering skills, there was no guarantee that he would not be hit by a torpedo, after all, the Bismarck's port side secondary gun had suffered too much damage to effectively stop the opponent. British destroyers can get close to lightning strikes, and the Bismarck is largely just a flexible target!

While hesitating and thinking, the red light of the sea suddenly lit up, and as far as Kars could see, he saw two fiery fireballs explode again from the bow of the Tirpitz behind him. Three British heavy cruisers were besieging the heavy battleship with all their might, and the mortally wounded and dying Prestige was not willing to be silent, and frantically counterattacked with the two remaining main guns. The steel on the Tirpitz's hull burst into flames, one flame after another, her A turret had been silent for a long time, and only one gun in the aft C turret was still erupting in earth-shattering rage.

"The British battlecruiser in the left turn of this ship 7 compass points, all the main guns in the salvo formation!" Kars's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted, "Send a signal to the Tirpitz to keep her on course and flank the target in front of her with the flagship." I will not allow the British to succeed! ”

Lindemann shouted his order, his eyes glowing with bloodlust and fighting intent. His Excellency the Commander is to serve as a wing, to help the Tirpitz, which is caught in a bitter battle with many enemies, to quickly deal with the immediate threat: at this moment the Bismarck still has five main guns at work, and the fire control mast at the top of the main mast is still there, although it is weak against the destroyers, it is enough to become a heavy battering ram to decide the situation of the artillery battle in the rear. As for the starboard side, it was left to the British destroyers to wreak havoc. As long as you can destroy the enemy in front of you, even if the Bismarck sinks, what's the matter?

"The Germans are crazy, they are absolutely crazy!" Looking at the huge waves of the waterfall on the port side of the Bismarck in the distance, Tovey, who had just boarded the new flagship London, was stunned. After a moment, Tovey instantly understood the intentions of the opposing commander, and the shock in his heart immediately turned to horror and anger.

According to his calculations, the onslaught of his destroyer fleet would be enough to make Bismarck turn right to avoid it, thus cutting off the two German battleships, and his own heavy cruisers would take the opportunity to gather fire and completely wash the deck of the Tirpitz to pieces. At that time, even if the Prestige Battlecruiser could not support and sink, the Tirpitz would become a tiger without fire control eyes. The British heavy patrol stepped forward to harvest with torpedoes, and no matter how strong the survivability of the German ships was, they would end up with hatred under the chaotic knife.

But now, the situation has been directly disrupted by the other party. Tovey had just evacuated from the Hood, and knew very well how powerful the Bismarck still had the main gun fire, and if the opposite side was determined to kill the British ship first, the sinking Prestige would not even be able to withstand two rounds of barrage. The remaining heavy cruisers were even more unbearable, and the enemy's 18-inch shells were enough to tear apart the flesh and bones of these 10,000-ton treaty ships like chickens.

All Tovey could count on now was for the destroyer fleet to seize this once-in-a-lifetime fighter and launch a deadly torpedo wave. But in its current position, the Bismarck met the torpedoes with an intact starboard side, and its defensive power was undoubtedly far superior to that of the scarred left side!

"Boom!" Without waiting for Tovey to think too much, the position of the Bismarck's main turret in the distance suddenly burst into red light, and after a few breaths, the Prestige was once again surrounded by an overwhelming wall of water. The huge water pressure and the lasing shrapnel generated by the near-miss bomb wantonly ravaged the warship's already broken and crooked hull, and the sea water surge suddenly intensified, and any rescue operation became futile. At the same time, the British light fleet approached the target that took the initiative to meet it. Under Vincent's command, the four ships ruthlessly unleashed the 15 533mm torpedoes they carried, and unless the Bismarck could float out of the water, they would all be hit by at least half of the torpedoes!

At the southern end of the Danish Channel, half of the night sky was lit up with flames, but dozens of nautical miles to the north, dozens of nautical miles beyond its visual range, was a calm and tranquil scene. In the icy night wind, only the roar of the turbines echoed in the sea and sky, and the grid-like radar dripping and turning, quietly watching the surroundings with electromagnetic waves of a specific frequency.

Kevin, the captain of the heavy cruiser Berwick, took a cigar and looked out of the navigation room with a slightly anxious gaze. There were few stars in the night sky, the visibility on the sea was only more than 1,000 meters, and with Kevin's aging and worsening eyesight, he couldn't see anything in the distance at all. He looked down at the pocket watch in his hand, it was 2:40 a.m. Iceland time, and in about three hours, the day belonging to the German aircraft carrier would fall.

"Sir, will the German aircraft carrier have slipped away long ago? We've chased more than 80 nautical miles north and still haven't found anything. It is reported that the speed of the German aircraft carrier is also 32 knots, and if they immediately flee at full speed after receiving the alarm, it is impossible for us to catch up. The middle-aged navigator's lips twitched, and he finally couldn't help but speak, "Now that the waves are so calm, in a few hours, there is a high probability that there will be no big waves in the entire strait." By that time, as soon as the German planes were sorted, the probability that we would be detected and sunk was almost one hundred percent! ”

"Major, do you want to escape? Commander Tovey has worked so hard to create today's fighter, how can you be allowed to give up halfway! Kevin suddenly turned his head and shouted angrily, and his words were directly addressed as a hierarchical military position. He took a sip of the cigar in his mouth, then threw it to the soles of his feet and stepped on it, and said in a calm tone: "The speed of the German aircraft carrier has never been just speculation, and no one has accurate figures. All we have to do now is keep chasing until we find our target or receive clear instructions from our flagship! ”

was severely reprimanded by the old colonel, who usually accumulated great authority, and everyone in the navigation room was awe-inspiring. Kevin's face slowed slightly, and he twisted open the thermos cup and took another sip of refreshing hot espresso, but in his heart, the worry and anxiety still lingered, and even tended to intensify. What his own navigator said was actually right, the German Zeppelin-class aircraft carriers had an amazing hull length and were inherently more capable of achieving high speed than battleships. With the strength of the Berwick's feet, the probability of catching up with the other party will not exceed 3 percent, and this is still the outcome under the premise that the course of the two sides is basically the same.

In a solemn silence, time passed slowly, during which the radar screen of the British Heavy Patrol was always calm, only the messy clutter jumped and flashed. Captain Kevin couldn't bear it anymore and went straight down to the dimly lit radar room, staring at the light green screen with a pair of bloodshot eyes. After a while, a bright spot suddenly appeared on the front right edge of the screen. Kevin, who was suffering from mental pain, jerked his body to his feet, rubbing his eyes in disbelief as the probe swept over the area again and stirred up a bright white light.

"It can't be an echo caused by a wave, the wave echo is not so regular!" Kevin's voice trembled, and his fingers clenched into fists dug into the flesh. After searching north for nearly three hours, he finally managed to see the moon and caught the prey that the home fleet wanted to capture the most. Kevin resisted the urge to turn on the searchlight to confirm the target, and ordered the warship to deflect 1 compass point to the right in order to close the distance more effectively. After all, turning on the lights too early will only startle the snake, and now the 15km position of the two sides is not in their strike range at all.

With the passage of time, the display distance of the bright spots on the radar has gradually narrowed to 12 kilometers. Kevin was also happy and worried, happy that the opponent's speed was much slower than his own, and he would be able to enter the ideal attack zone of the ship's main guns in half an hour; The concern is that so far there has been only one target on the radar screen, but two reconnaissance by the submarine force during the day showed that the German fleet had more than one aircraft carrier. In the narrow Danish Strait, there was really no reason for the Germans to scatter and flee, which would only cause confusion and increase the chances of being discovered by their opponents.

"Order the front bridge to turn on the searchlights in 2 minutes, and the lookout post to confirm the situation in the distance." After another ten minutes of sailing, Kevin, who was still not spotted on the radar, finally couldn't hold his breath and frowned and shouted. When the bright yellow light pierced the darkness and reflected the outline of the sky and sea in front of him, Kevin's arm holding the telescope stiffened, and then a strong sense of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart......