The fierce north wind whistled sharply, sweeping the sky and the sea.

The sea roars, and the waves surge like mountains, throwing ships up to the peaks and into the troughs.

From time to time, the turbulent waters rushed over the side of the ship and onto the deck, and even the towering bridge could not escape the impact of the water.

More than an hour after the end of the battle, the crew members who had fallen overboard, whether it was the German High Seas Fleet or the Royal Navy, were all rescued.

Hiding from the battlefield, the Zeppelin and two destroyers have returned, and the seven submarines have returned to their role as merchant hunters after receiving verbal commendations.

Outside the bridge, the waves were turbulent, but inside the bridge, Chen Dao and Lütjans's emotions were as steady as the Alps.

The two sat at the square table in the battle command room, sipping steaming coffee, carefully examining the proud battle report.

Lütjans finally got out of his thinker state and went into scholar mode.

"How did you come up with the idea of ambushing a battleship with a submarine, and what inspired you?" Lu Teyansi stared at Chen Dao and humbly asked.

Chen Dao saw that Lu Teyansi asked himself for advice seriously, and his state quickly adjusted to the mode of acceptance speech.

"First of all, I would like to thank General Guderian for founding the doctrine of blitzkrieg;

Secondly, I would like to thank my good friend General Mandol for teaching me the doctrine of blitzkrieg;

Thanks to the French Army and the British Expeditionary Force, on whom I completed the process of moving the doctrine of blitzkrieg from theory to practice.

Thanks to the great Churchill 'Battalion Commander', I was able to break through the intellectual barrier between the doctrine of naval warfare and the doctrine of land warfare.

Thank you for the great Art of War. He made me understand what it means to be 'I am divided into ten for one'. It also made me understand what it means to be 'those who are in the battlefield first and wait for the enemy's escape.' The truth of 'the people who are in the battlefield and tend to fight in the future'.

Thank you, Führer, Marshal Raeder, and of course, thank you, dear General Lütjans, for accompanying me to practice my combat philosophy, thank you, thank you, it is your care that makes this sea no longer cold, and I will continue to work hard to repay your care for me with more achievements. ”

Lu Teyansi was instantly dizzy and stunned by Chen Dao's series of thanks.

Oops. Your Excellency the brother-in-law has entered a serious nonsense mode again, which is really a headache.

The knowledge-seeking ** had the upper hand, and Lu Teyansi held back his physical discomfort and continued to ask: "What does this naval battle have to do with the blitzkrieg doctrine?" ”

Chen Dao stared at Lu Teyans dissatisfiedly and said, "Don't blaspheme the great blitzkrieg doctrine, without it there would be no victory. ”

"I'm not blaspheming, I'm just asking for advice." Lytjans hurriedly argued.

"Having broken down the intellectual barrier between the doctrines of naval and land warfare, in my eyes, battleships are not battleships, but heavy tanks, and heavy cruisers and armored ships are equivalent to medium tanks. Light cruisers and destroyers are equivalent to light tanks, and everyone has their own role. Going to the battlefield together and fighting together is the right way.

Let me ask you a question, according to what I just thought, what kind of weapon do you think submarines are equivalent to in the army? ”

Ruethornston was in deep thought, he didn't know much about the Army, and certainly couldn't think of an answer to his question.

"Let me tell you, submarines are the equivalent of anti-tank guns in the army. Speaking of which, I have to thank General Mandolfer for telling me the answer to this question in the first place. Chen Dao said.

"I probably understand, but what does this have to do with our fight?" ”

"It's a lot of stake, and it's with this analogy that this battle is here. Do you know how anti-tank guns are used in the army? ”

Lu Teyans shook his head unexpectedly.

"Anti-tank guns are very obscene weapons, they usually hide in the bushes or other well-concealed places, and when our tanks approach, they suddenly open fire, and it is usually difficult for the tanks to detect it before it fires.

But it was very maneuverable, it was very poorly defended, and we couldn't have our gunners push it to chase the enemy tanks, so we created a tactic.

We now set up an anti-tank gun position somewhere, usually in some key traffic points, and then send out tanks to engage the enemy tanks, and then pretend to be defeated, and lure the enemy tanks to our anti-tank gun positions.

As soon as the anti-tank guns sounded, our tanks launched a timely counterattack, and then the enemy's tanks were gone. Chen Dao said the answer lightly.

Lu Teyans suddenly realized and quickly entered the mode of thanks.

"No wonder I have to thank General Goodry and General Mandolfer, the ideas between the two are indeed the same, thank you, General Rosen, I have learned another tactic."

"You're so polite." Chen Dao said lightly.

"This combat report should be sent back to China in your name, after all, you are the commander-in-chief of the operation." Lu Teyansi said and handed the report to Chen Dao.

Chen Dao glanced at the report a few times, smiled slightly, then took out a pencil and swiped it on the telegram a few times, and then walked to the communication room.

His smile is weird and seems to have bad intentions? Am I being too careful? Lu Teyansi stared at Chen Dao's back thoughtfully.

Twenty minutes later, Berlin, the capital of Germany, the Admiralty office building, the operational command room.

Raeder hurriedly walked into the command room, stood beside the Chief of the General Staff, Senior General Schneidwin, and couldn't wait to ask: "Where is the battle report of the High Seas Fleet?" ”

"The communication room has been received, and the translation is underway, and it will be coming soon." Schneidwin raised his broad chin and looked at the door.

Raeder looked at the face of the communications staff officer, and his heart suddenly sank, this telegram was probably bad news.

Raeder did not answer the telegram, but first glanced at Major Ruger, who was Hitler's liaison to the naval headquarters, standing to the left of Schneidwin.

Raeder said aloud, "Read it to me." ”

The communications staff officer glanced at Raeder in embarrassment, read the telegram aloud, and the first sentence hit Raeder and the others like a heavy hammer.

"The heavy cruiser Blucher and the destroyers Z19 and Z21 were sunk. The Tirpitz B main gun was destroyed, the bridge and boiler No. 1 were slightly damaged. The speed dropped to 26 knots.

The launcher of the Bismarck seaplane was destroyed. The chimney takes shrapnel splash damage. The port side suffered a shot in the water, and one of the boilers was damaged and out of service.

The light cruiser Emden was badly damaged, and the damage management failed and was abandoned.

The Admiral Scheer was shot in the ammunition compartment of the starboard anti-aircraft gun, causing a martyrdom, and the danger has now been brought under control and is temporarily unable to participate in high-intensity operations.

The remaining ships suffered negligible or no damage, and the fleet is now in the process of a strategic shift. ”

"Finished?" Raeder and Schneidwin asked in unison.

"That's all the telegram says." Said the communications staff officer.

"The result? Isn't there a result? Raeder snatched the telegram as he spoke, and read it himself.

"Wait a little longer. They must be counting the results and should be able to send a telegram soon. Seeing that was all there was to the telegram, Schneidwin hurried to comfort Raeder.

Raeder heard Schniedwin's voice, looked up and said to Major Ruger: "Mr. Major, don't forward this battle report to the Führer first, and then tell the Führer together after the battle results report comes out." ”

Major Ruger asked embarrassedly, "How long will it take?" ”

Raeder and Schneidwin looked at each other and said decisively, "An hour at most." ”

Major Ruger pondered for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement.

In the anxious waiting, the minutes and seconds passed quickly, and ten minutes passed. No news; Twenty minutes passed, and there was still no new news.

Raeder's worries grew worse. Could the strategic shift mentioned in the telegram be that it is being pursued by the British Home Fleet?

Another ten minutes passed, and the communication room still hadn't received a report on the results, and the more Raeder thought about it, the more he realized that his judgment was true.

"Report, Prime Minister's Office call." The communications staff officer walked into the command room again and said to Raeder.

"Take it in." Raeder said.

It was Hitler's adjutant general, Colonel Schmunt, who called.

"Marshal Raeder, have you received a battle report from the High Seas Fleet?"

"It has been received, and I am preparing to forward it to the Prime Minister's Office." Raeder didn't dare to hide it, so he had to tell the truth.

"No need, the Führer has already received the battle report, and he needs you to rush to the Prime Minister's Office to meet him immediately."

Putting down the phone, Raeder said in a dull voice: "Give me a copy of the telegram immediately, I will go to the Chancellery." ”

"I'll go with you." Schneidwin said.

"No need, I'll take care of everything alone." After Raeder finished speaking, he left the command room with the steps of "the strong man is gone".

As Raeder stepped out of the car, he happened to see Goebbels' car drive into the parking lot.

What is he here for? Could it be that the Führer wanted the war report to be published in the newspapers?

Raeder walked into the Prime Minister's Office with his briefcase and was immediately taken to the living room of the Prime Minister's Office by the staff.

The hall was crowded with Hitler, Goering, Hess, Ribbentrop, and Himmler, and everyone had a beaming expression on their faces, especially Goering.

Raeder stood in the doorway and looked at everyone suspiciously, and before he could adjust to the eerie atmosphere in the living room, he heard a voice behind him.

"Mr. Marshal, you are in my way."

Raeder had to go into the living room one after the other with Goebbels.

Seeing Raeder appear, Hitler actually stood up to greet him in person.

Seeing Hitler get up, the others immediately followed suit and looked at Raeder with a smile.

Hitler stretched out his hands to Raeder from a distance, and Raeder hurriedly stretched out his hands to shake Hitler's hand.

Holding Raeder's hands tightly, Hitler's eyes were filled with excitement.

"You're finally here, Marshal Raeder, and you've received a battle report?" Hitler asked.

"Roger."

"Marshal, thank you, thank you for the contribution of the German Navy to Germany, the German Navy with your wisdom and courage to prove to the world that the British Royal Navy is vulnerable and that victory in the war will belong to Germany."

The muscles on Raeder's face twitched a few times, and looking at Hitler's expression did not look like sarcasm about himself, did he receive the full battle report?

What are the results? Raeder was even more curious.

Goebbels limped up to Hitler and asked, "My Führer, what good news do I need to announce to the public?" ”

Hitler let go of Raeder's hands and pulled out a telegram and handed it to Goebbels.

Raeder hurried over to Goebbels to watch.

"Sink the battleship Nelson.

Sink the battleship Prince of Wales.

Sink the battlecruiser USS Hood.

Sink five destroyers, two light cruisers.

Damaged two light cruisers and two heavy cruisers. ”

Goebbels read one sentence at a time, and the joy on his face increased with each sentence.

"Führer, this is great good news. Congratulations, Marshal Raeder, it is under your wise leadership that the Navy has achieved such glorious results. Goebbels said.

"The task of announcing this good news has been entrusted to you, and you must let the compatriots of the whole country know this good news in the shortest possible time." Hitler said.

"I'll take care of it, I," Goebbels said halfway, suddenly looking at the telegram again.

"Only the results? No battle damage? Goebbels asked, confused.

Marshal Raeder's mood was like a roller coaster, first falling and then rising, as if he had passed a test of life and death.

"Your report is incomplete, I have a war damage report here." Marshal Raeder said ambiguously, then pulled out the other half of the report.

"This loss is negligible, and we immediately started to prepare for reporting." After reading it, Hitler waved his hand and said with a smile.

Goering and others came forward and congratulated Marshal Raeder.

That kid, definitely on purpose.

Marshal Raeder dealt with the crowd and slandered someone at the same time.

"Tonight, I'm in for a treat and eat hot pot." Hitler generously extended the invitation.

Before Hitler could finish speaking, Colonel Schmund walked into the living room and said, "The High Seas Fleet has just sent a telegram saying that they have missed a piece of information from their previous war report. ”

Hitler and the others looked at Colonel Schmunt in unison.

"The battlecruiser Prestige escaped wounded, the High Seas Fleet is in pursuit, and results are expected between seven and eight o'clock in the evening."

"Gentlemen, have you heard, tonight, everyone must stay at the Prime Minister's House for dinner, and wait with me for the new good news." (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)