Chapter Seventy-One: Expectation
With the continuous distortion of space, the vision began to blur, in a trance, Cheng Hao could only see Tirpitz's mischievous blue eyes flashing, and he seemed to be able to hear the girl's whisper in his ears, but the familiar face had long been blurred......
With a strong feeling of vertigo, the familiar room disappeared from Cheng Hao's eyes, replaced by a cold steel wall......
"Here it is... Captain's room? Cheng Hao subconsciously whispered, his hoarse voice not only frightened himself, but even Altmark, who was huddled beside his bed, was startled.
Seeing that Cheng Hao had woken up, Al's heart that had been tense suddenly relaxed, looked at Cheng Hao, who was pale, and asked softly, "Your Excellency, do you want to drink some coffee?" ”
Cheng Hao waved his hand, rubbed his somewhat astringent eyes, and hurriedly asked, "How long do we need to meet Bismarck?" ”
Al replied without hesitation, "Your Excellency, we have less than an hour to join Sister Bismarck, and at the present distance, I can already contact the captain. Saying that everything is fine on their side is just urging us to join them as soon as possible. ”
After listening to Altmark's words, Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he understood that "as long as he can meet Bismarck in time, she can return to a high speed of 30 knots after replenishing fuel, as long as we can enter the combat radius of the German shore-based aircraft, then the safety of the German ship can be basically guaranteed......
But will the world really develop as Cheng Hao expects?
Looking at the swordfish that had returned one after another, the mood of the Royal Ark became more and more irritable, this feeling, "It's really bad." ”
This is undoubtedly like knowing that the murderer who sank Hood and the Prince of Wales roamed the seas, but there was no trace of her.
"Did Bismarck just disappear into the ocean? The Royal Ark just stood under the rain and let the rain wet its shoulders, no! There's still a chance, Winnie hasn't come back yet! ”
The Royal Ark gritted its teeth, raised the Scottish longbow in his hand again, glanced back at Mond, who was smiling and nodding, and projected a batch of Swordfish bombers again with a trembling hand, this time without enough goblins to pilot, the Royal Ark could only operate with its own spiritual power.
"Although you take your own operation, the combat radius is limited, but this is no way, in this bad weather, human pilots can't complete take-off and landing, let alone carry out missions...... "This is also the meaning of the existence of girls.
"Where the hell is that ghost?" After releasing the last batch of carrier-based aircraft, the Royal Ark could no longer hold on, and there was a dizziness in front of him, and he was about to fall, but he was quickly supported by the prestige on the side, and the prestige subconsciously turned around and wanted to report the news to Somerville, but saw that Somerville on the side also acted the same as himself, but Somerville's shoulder was relying on Moend.
"Sure enough, in this weather, forcibly taking off and landing carrier-based aircraft, whether it is a burden on the martial spirit or the contractor, is still too great......"
The two sighed in unison.
This time, the Royal Navy no longer had the unique advantage of its previous life, and with the heavy cruisers Norfolk and Suffolk both sunk, the Royal Navy had lost the trace of German ships, and within the effective range of the radar, Bismarck had completely disappeared.
Had it not been for the penetration of Bismarck's fuel tanks in the Battle of Denmark, leaving behind a long string of "crumbs", the Royal Navy would have completely lost its target.
Simply as God was on the side of the British Empire, the Bismarck could only plunder the ocean like a pirate without a large amount of fuel, and this time, Bismarck's whereabouts were once again exposed to the Royal Navy.
"With the Royal Navy encircled on all sides, Bismarck ...... The largest pirate ship of the German Navy can only end up with hatred......"
The preoccupied prestige supported the unbalanced Ark Royal, and walked towards the bridge step by step.
"Then I can only pin my hope in God......" Looking up at the swordfish that had disappeared from sight, the only way to achieve prestige was to pray in my heart......
Compared to the heavy Royal Navy, the atmosphere on the Bismarck was undoubtedly cheerful at the moment, and in less than an hour, it would be possible to join the Tirpitz, and after refueling, it would reach Saint-Nazaire at a speed of 30 knots in the early morning.
How can this make Lütjans and the others not excited?
Standing in the command tower, Lütjans put down the map in his hand, looked at Sebastian who was in a daze, and quipped, "What are you thinking?" ”
Sebastian was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that it was the commander who asked him, he hurriedly saluted and replied, "Your Excellency, your Excellency, our mission this time is inevitably too smooth...... I always feel ......"
Lütjans smiled and patted the nervous Sebastian, "What's there to doubt, the only British warship that we are fighting at the moment has all been sunk by us, which also makes me see the terrifying power of surface ships and submarine forces, even if our intelligence has been learned by the British in the Danish naval battle, but they would never have expected the existence of Tirpitz and Altmark, after the Tirpitz disguised itself as Bismarck, most of the British forces will go to the depths of the Atlantic, By the time they discovered the anomaly, we had already joined the Tirpitz, and by the time we had arrived, we were back in Saint-Nazaire. ”
"The only thing we have to worry about now is the H fleet in the Mediterranean, which is the closest fleet we know to be to us, so we don't know how many ships the British have sent to sink us......" Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Lütjans explained to Sebastian.
The pressure of the past few days of tasks has also made Lütjens feel stressed, and the insomnia for several days has made his mental state very sluggish.
"When I go back, I must get a good night's sleep......" Lu Teyans, who hurriedly took a sip of coffee, thought.
Sebastian, who was standing on the side, nodded, with Luteyans's words, it did calm his worried heart a little, "What if... What about the main forces of the H Fleet that we encountered? ”
"Then we can only rely on the submarine force to delay time for us as much as possible......," Lütjans explained casually, in this kind of weather, whether it is the release of carrier-based aircraft by aircraft carriers or the aiming of battleships, it will be strongly affected, and the only one who will not be greatly affected by that time is Bismarck, who is the spirit of the ship, and of course we do not need to go head-to-head with the British. Our goal is just to go home. ”