"All the information and speculation about the German fleet has been sent, right?" A voice with a mixture of sorrow and anxiety reached his ears, startling the telegraph room staff.

For a while, I couldn't figure out who this familiar voice was Lieutenant Fred subconsciously put down the work in his hand and subconsciously turned his head, but the person who came startled him a lot.

It turned out that the person who arrived in the telegraph room was actually the commander of the fleet, Vice Admiral Somerville.

Lieutenant Fred hurriedly put down his work, gave a military salute to Somerville, and immediately replied, "It's all sent." ”

"yes, that's good......" Somerville nodded.

"Is there any news from the Admiralty?" Somerville replied with a serious military salute and asked seriously.

The Admiralty finally intercepted the German fleet's location telecommunications again, and by this opportunity, the intelligence room was finally able to extrapolate the exact position of the German fleet. They came out to the conclusion and John. Admiral Tovey was in much the same position, and they were trying to make their way to Saint-Nazaire.

"It seems that we can only rely on our strength now." Somerville subconsciously rubbed his brows and said with a wry smile, "Did you actually become the main fleet......

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the old man's whispering is a way to complain, but only the old man himself understands that this opportunity is not easy to come by!

He didn't want to get anything for this operation, what kind of merit he would get, for an old man, it didn't matter anymore, he was just fighting for a breath, and even if he was at odds with the prime minister, he also had to fight for the British Empire!

After thanking Lieutenant Fred, Somerville walked alone towards the captain's room.

At the same time, the maiden on the royal ark was looking at the weak goblin in her hand distressedly, Jenny, if it was who made the German fleet, which had disappeared from the sight of Britain for a few days, reappear in front of them, Jenny, who was held in the palm of the girl's hand, would be the first to take the credit.

At this moment, the greatest hero of the Royal Navy was lying weakly in the palm of the girl's hand, and he no longer regained his usual lively appearance.

Prestige, who was wearing a maid's costume on the side, carefully poked Jenny's face, and watched Jenny turn over in the girl's arms dissatisfiedly before relieving herself.

"Looks like you're in prostration...... Otherwise, it wouldn't have appeared directly by your side. ”

"It's just a matter of what to do......"

Whether it's John. Neither Tovey White nor Somerville considered the idea of using the battlecruiser Prestige to intercept Bismarck alone.

The role of prestige is to gain air supremacy and use the spirit of the ship to further weaken the strength of the Bismarck, not to mention that the German fleet does not know that the Bismarck is a large warship.

An unknown number of German submarines plus the escort Prinz Eugen also contributed to the headache for the British.

Somerville didn't know whether to rejoice or be sad about his current situation, and because of a grudge against their inferior Prime Minister, every time his H-Fleet was either assigned some unconventional assignment or ordered to fire on his former allies, such a humiliating bastard.

Thinking of their prime minister, Somerville couldn't help but desert: there were many admirals in the Royal Navy who could command. There are not a few people in the fleet who can be called "admirals", and if there is anything in common between so many people with very different personalities and large age differences, it is undoubtedly disgust with the prime minister.

Somerville's colleagues had always resent his cold sense of humor and his habit of making jokes, but as long as his jokes were related to Churchill, the stereotypical English gentry would

Smile without saying a word, show rare kindness....

Except, of course, Admiral Pound. - Thinking of Pound, Somerville shook his head and consciously retracted his thoughts, putting aside his opinion of individual superiors, now is not the time to vent his personal grievances.

He turned his head and began to carefully examine the charts. Captains and navigators working in shifts have plotted the latest information known on a new chart.

Looking at the charts, Somerville suddenly found himself important, and he and his H fleet had become a barrier between the German fleet and the French coast, and probably the most powerful one.

Somerville followed the markings on the map indicating the position of his fleet, then moved his finger to the west, finally stopping at the symbol representing the battleship "Rodney", and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"I guess I can't count on it, it's ......not fast enough," he said to himself, the subtext of which speaks for itself.

Then his target turned elsewhere, which was a search formation of several destroyers......