The German fleet, under the command of the rear admiral, began to pick up speed and sailed quickly to the battlefield.

On the other side, the Lebrecht and Georges were struggling to support themselves under the powerful artillery fire of the French fleet.

"Turn a third of the rudder to the left, point all the naval guns to the right chord, aim at the French destroyer with string number 144 in the direction of us at three o'clock, and test fire in a single shot from the A turret!" While directing the destroyer to turn at high speed to avoid enemy fire, Helmut calmly looked for an opportunity to open fire.

The order was passed to the firing command room, and the officers inside quickly obtained the firing elements through the firing commander, and then transmitted the firing elements to the various turrets to complete the aiming.

"Boom!" After completing aiming, the A turret fired a shell at the target.

Helmut used a telescope to observe the trajectory of the shell and the point of impact.

The shell did not hit the target after a short flight, it fell into the sea at a distance of several tens of meters from the target.

"Fix the shooting Zhuyuan, salvo ready!" Helmut ordered.

"Shooting Zhuyuan has been corrected!" An answer was soon heard from the firing command room.

"Fire!"

Smoke erupted from the muzzles of the five main guns on the George, and five armor-piercing shells flew towards their targets at a speed of 1000 m/s.

Helmut raised his binoculars again and nervously watched the trajectory of the shells.

These five finally lived up to the expectations of the whole ship, and two of them achieved results. One was an in-water bullet that hit the rudder of the French destroyer, while the other made a direct hit, which pierced through the French destroyer's broadside armor, penetrated directly into the power compartment and exploded.

Helmut clearly saw through the telescope that after the French destroyer was hit, a fire suddenly erupted from the normally smoking chimney, and then the destroyer began to gradually slow down and finally stopped.

"Shoot beautifully!" Helmut put down his binoculars and excitedly shouted, "We destroyed their power compartment!" ”

"Great!"

"Who shot this damn shell? I'm going to treat him to a drink when I get back!" "Not only Helmut, but almost all the officers and men of the ship were cheering for the fatal blow.

"Torpedo ready! Aim for the ship 144 that has lost power, and let's give him a final ride! Helmut ordered happily.

"Torpedo aiming!"

"Torpedo launcher No. 1 fired a salvo of three shots! Let the damn French go out into the sea and feed the fish! ”

"Tom! Tong! Tong! After three muffled sounds, three powerful 610mm torpedoes were pushed into the sea by compressed air and sailed towards the French destroyer 144, which had lost power.

Destroyer No. 144 seemed to understand what its fate would be, and after failing to repair the power room, the officers and men on board chose to abandon the ship under the orders of the captain and left their battleship on a life raft.

A few minutes later, three G/7A torpedoes hit Destroyer No. 144, and the powerful force of the explosion blew the entire destroyer to pieces, throwing it several meters high.

Seeing the destroyer No. 144 disappear into the sea, the officers and men of the George cheered again, but before their cheers stopped, they saw the warning sailors shouting on the ship's radio: "Attention everyone! Artillery fire is coming at 1 o'clock! ”

The sailors hurriedly grabbed the handrails around them and nervously waited for the shells to fall.

Inside the bridge, Helmut nervously looked at the ten orange bright spots flying towards him in the distance, he had ordered the warship to make an emergency maneuver to avoid, but the flight time of the shells was too short, and the evasion may not be effective.

However, a flight time of a few seconds seems unusually long at this moment. Eventually, the shell reached the location of the George, but instead of hitting the George, it flew over the head of the George and flew to the rear.

The Frenchman's gunnery isn't so bad, is it? Helmut thought to himself.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Several loud explosions came from behind the George, and Helmut quickly pushed open the hatch of the bridge, ran out of the bridge and looked back.

"Captain!" An officer stared blankly at the scene behind him, "The Lebrecht is finished." ”

A few hundred meters behind the George, the destroyer Lebrecht, which had been firing all the time, was now breaking in two and slowly sinking.

It turned out that the target of the dozen or so shells fired from the French cruiser was not the George, but the destroyer Lebrecht, which had been following behind the George! Lady Luck did not side with Germany this time, and half of the more than a dozen high-explosive shells directly hit the Leabrecht, and one hit the Lebrecht's torpedo launcher, causing the three G/7A torpedoes in the standby state to detonate violently, directly blowing the Leebrecht in the middle.

"No, no." Helmut shook his head, unable to believe what was happening in front of him, and shouted hoarsely, "Left full rudder!" We have to go back and save people! ”

"Captain, calm down! If we go back and save people now, we'll be doomed!" The first mate grabbed Helmut's hand and exhorted loudly.

"What then? Just let the survivors freeze to death in the sea? Helmut said with red eyes.

"Put down our lifeboats and send sailors over to save people." The first mate looked directly at Helmut, "Captain, I know that Commander Karl is your brother, but we are now on the battlefield, what we should do is to avenge the dead brother!" ”

Helmut froze, then squatted on the ground and cried: "Carl is my best friend, we both grew up together, how will I face his parents when I go back?" ”

"I understand, Captain, I understand." The first mate patted Helmut on the shoulder, "Damn the Frenchman killed our brother, we must not let them run away like this!" ”

Helmut managed to calm his mood for a moment, then stood up and returned to the bridge, reporting by radio to the ship's flagship, the Königsberg: "Rear Admiral, the Leblercht Maas has sunk, and the George Tiller will continue to fight!" ”

There was silence on the other end of the radio for a while, and then the rear admiral's voice was heard: "We see it, please hold on, the fleet will arrive at your position in a few minutes." ”

Helmut glanced at the right string, and in that direction the silhouettes of five warships could already be faintly seen.

"Reduce your speed to 15 knots and lower your lifeboat to save the survivors of the Lebrecht." Helmut slammed the radiophone in his hand on the table.

"The lifeboat was lowered without incident." The herald said.

"Fix the course! Right third rudder, target French fleet, assault at full speed! Helmut gritted his teeth and said, "The bow guns are firing at will!" I'm going to make the French bastards pay! ”

Once again, under the command of Helmut, the George sailed at full speed, cutting through the icy waters of the Atlantic Ocean with its bow aimed squarely at the French fleet!

"Damn it! Germans are crazy? The commander of the French fleet shouted incredulously, "How dare a destroyer charge one of our fleets?" ”

"Commander!" A French officer with a telescope said, "At 10 o'clock the German fleet was spotted with two new cruisers that we had never seen before. ”

The French commander thought carefully for a moment and said: "Our old cruisers may not be able to beat the new cruisers of the Germans. Order the fleet to fan out torpedoes, block the mad dog behind, and we retreat! ”

"Captain, a torpedo has been spotted ahead." One of the sailors in charge of observation reported to Helmut that the Frenchman had run away! ”

"Damn it!" Helmut slammed the table hard, "Urgently avoid the torpedo and give up the pursuit!" ”