Artillery fire continued to roar, bullets rained densely, and the German fleet tried its best to block the approach of the British destroyer group. The 128-mm gun spewed flames at a rate of 12 rounds per minute, stirring up a jungle of boiling water on the sea, and even the 40mm short-range anti-aircraft gun participated in this chorus, covering the opponent thousands of meters away with a combination of high-explosive shells + armor-piercing shells. British destroyers were constantly hit by bullets and caught fire, and the hull deck was twisted and eroded. Due to the limited medical conditions of the boat, the British sailors who were blown up to a bloody pulp could only receive simple emergency treatment, and the heart-rending screams of pain echoed in the sea and air, and even the roar of artillery fire could not completely cover them.

However, for the British destroyer group, this was already the last temporary obstacle in their way to the charge. Two evil German battleships were not far ahead, and the distance between them and them was rapidly closing at a speed of about 1.2 kilometers per minute. What made the British sailors feel even more hope was that the short-range self-defense firepower on the German battleships was incomplete, and only five secondary guns were firing on the port side of the Bismarck, which undoubtedly greatly reduced the difficulty of their breakthrough.

A few minutes later, the majestic body of the German battleship had appeared about 3 kilometers away from the British destroyer, and even without the help of any sighting tools, the British sailors could clearly witness with the naked eye the majesty and domineering of the two huge triple turrets on the foredeck!

"Boom!" The main artillery group in front of the Bismarck once again swept up the overwhelming purple waves, and the dark blue sea near it was instantly reflected in a golden red, as if the sun was rising in the east, and the brilliance was extremely brilliant. At this distance, the 450-millimeter cannon was close to firing horizontally, and less than five seconds later, a terrifying tsunami nearly 200 meters high rushed through the air like a frenzy around the British destroyer.

The speeding destroyer "Reputation" was hit by a 450-mm high-explosive bomb that hit the amidships of the ship, and the huge energy of hundreds of kilograms of high explosives exploded was devastated, instantly engulfing the eight torpedoes that were waiting in the torpedo tubes. With a series of loud noises like the sky and the earth cracking, the 1,350-ton hull was torn into thousands of pieces in an instant in the sea of red flames, and in less than half a minute, 145 officers and men, including their warship, completely disappeared into this world, as if they had never existed!

"The left rudder of the whole ship is full, and the torpedo fires the first salvo in 20 seconds!" British Captain Schiller roared loudly, still clear and deep on the bridge with the roar of gunfire. The burly helmsman immediately turned the compass to allow the destroyer to enter the most suitable torpedo launch route. The British sailors were drenched in the icy waves of the sea, and their hands were holding on to the fixed objects: the destroyer had already tilted as if it were capsizing at full speed, and the time for torpedo firing was fleeting, requiring their full attention and careful grasp!

The flagship's actions are battlefield commands. Seeing the forward flagship full of left rudders, the subsequent 12 British destroyers realized that the clarion call for a final attack had been sounded. They had no time to mourn for their recently lost comrades, but quickly followed up and began a great turn in front of the enemy in front of the cold cannons of the German battleships. In the same way as the battleship's attitude to meet the enemy, the destroyer also needed to turn its hull across the enemy when firing a torpedo salvo in order to develop the full firepower of the torpedo tubes arranged in the center line of the hull. For a destroyer with only one chance to attack, every torpedo is precious, and in order to get the most hits, there is no room for waste.

"Bearing 153, distance 2200 yards, 3, 2, 1, put!"

With the thunderous roar of the officer in the rolling silver waves, the sailors waiting by the torpedo tube suddenly pulled the gate valve in his hand; The compressed air, which had long been impatient, rushed into the rear of the torpedo tube, and "slammed" the torpedo weighing more than 1.7 tons in front of it out of the nozzle. At the same time, the self-propelled system inside the torpedo was instantly activated under the impact of this external force, and the engine began to operate at full speed, driving the tail propeller to rotate sharply.

In a matter of moments, the torpedo roaring into the water was like a pocket submarine, relying on the gyroscopic stabilization system to sneak rapidly towards the set course. Unlike submarines, torpedoes use disposable engines fueled by liquid organic matter, so in terms of speed, the latter is undoubtedly far superior to ordinary submarines to be used for a long time.

This torpedo was only a microcosm of the attack carried out by the British destroyer group. In less than 2 minutes, a total of 104 torpedoes were fired by 13 British destroyers. As far as the eye can see, a large number of silver-white waterlines suddenly appeared on the originally blue sea, and they are in groups of 4, like showers, like comb grates, speeding at a speed of 36 knots, breaking the waves.

When German Admiral Karls saw this scene, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while: the enemy's torpedo salvo spread out widely, the layers were clear, and there was no omission or waste at all due to the reduction of the previous warship. Looking at it hastily, Kars couldn't find any safe route that could allow the Bismarck to avoid this wave of torpedo attacks, so he had to be hit 7~8 pieces!

"Left drive 107, after seventeen seconds it becomes right drive 21!" The captain of the ship, Colonel Lindemann, gave a categorical order into the intercom with seriousness and determination on his face. The calm voice made the timid officers and sailors seem to have a backbone, and they instantly regained their stability. Karls then remembered that Lindemann was a steering officer, and he was definitely the top in the German Navy in the field of maneuvering warships. He took a deep breath and began to pray silently to God that no matter what, he would protect the Bismarck and save his life in this wave of attacks.

With the roar of machinery and the tumbling of water, the Bismarck, nearly 240 meters long, carved a spectacular white arc wake behind her, trying to dodge the British torpedoes that pounced like a mad dog. Two sets of eight white lines shot past her head and tail, whistling towards the end of her short career; Immediately afterward, four more torpedoes grazed from her port and left sides, the closest of which was less than 20 meters from her waterline.

The hearts of the German naval officers and men were like a roller coaster, with the repeated turns of the battleship in the torpedo array, sometimes nervous and frightened, sometimes boulders falling to the ground, undulating and beating, and life has never been so thrilling as it is now. For Lindemann, who personally commanded the steer, there was only deep gratitude in the hearts of the people, and it was under his keen judgment that the Bismarck was able to dance in the torpedo group with an extremely difficult move, and dodged several white tracks in succession, which were almost certain to hit.

"Oops, this wave can't be avoided!" On the bridge of the Bismarck, Lindemann, who was staring at the sea in front of him, suddenly changed his face suddenly, and exclaimed in a lost voice. In a flash of lightning, he made an instinctive decision: "65 on the right side, port side ready for torpedoes!" ”