"Those who are dying don't need these supplies." Beagle shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Also, we pumped some of the oil back to the underground oil depot - I don't think it would be blown up by the British—and left some of the fleet on board for us to sail to the British." ”

"But the British have three battleships and one aircraft carrier! How could one of you heavy cruisers be able to fight? Martin looked at Beagle in surprise.

"I didn't say I'm going to single them out." Beagle smiled, pointed to the huge Lorraine and Hamburg not far away, and said, "You see there are three of them." ”

"But ......"

"Okay, anyway, I really can't help you guys, I can't take a group of logistics officers and soldiers to send them to death." Beagle patted Martin on the shoulder, "But thank you again - I always thought the British had five battleships and two aircraft carriers, and it doesn't seem that bad......"

With that, Beagle turned around and walked towards the massive heavy cruiser Frankfurt behind him.

"You bastards...... Martin looked at Beagle's not-so-tall back, "your captain is going to cry to death at the headquarters of the Dutch Navy, right?" (The captains of these three warships are all communicating with the Dutch Navy Headquarters)"

Becker walked all the way back to the bridge, standing in front of the former captain's seat, stunned.

After a long time, he touched his chair, sighed, and then sat down, grabbed the radio receiver on the table, and said to the whole ship over the radio: "Boys, I am your temporary captain, Becker - and probably the last captain - but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that we are going to kick the British ass soon, are you happy?" If you're happy, sound the whistle and start the damn engine so I can hear you?! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sailor in charge of ship-to-ship communications, who was also on the bridge, screamed and sounded the whistle, causing the sharp whistle to echo throughout the base. The sailors in the engine room also started their engines at the same time, and with a slight tremor, the surging power was transmitted through the transmission rod throughout the giant ship, reviving the steel beast weighing more than 15,000 tons.

The Ron-class heavy cruiser is worthy of the reputation of the world's first heavy cruiser today!

"The Frankfurt, this is the tugboats DH171 and DH172 at Denheild Naval Base, and we have been ordered to assist you in your departure." There was a slightly jerky burst of German over the radio.

"Thank you, I'll trouble you." Becker nodded, motioning for the second mate to stop.

In fact, with the current empty situation of the port, the three ships can completely sail away from the military port with their own power without worrying about hitting something, and the reason why the tugboat will "do more" to help them is completely out of respect for the three ships who died generously.

Becker and the temporary captains of the other two cruisers also understood this, so they chose to gladly accept it.

After a slight collision, the six tugboats stuck to the three ships, and the staff of the military port quickly fixed the tow rope, and then led the three ships out of the military port until the open water.

"Woo~" After the six tugboats untied the rope, they all sounded their whistles and said their final goodbyes to the three warships.

"Lenny (first officer on the Ron), Colin (first officer on the Lorraine), how about I come first?" Becker sat in the captain's chair and said into the radio phone with his legs crossed and grinning.

"Let you let you, who called you the third in 10,000 years (the Frankfurt is the third ship, the Lorraine is the second ship, and the Ron is the first ship)? This time, I'll let you be the first. Lenny quipped.

"Then I'll go first." Becker put down the radio, sat up straight and ordered solemnly, "Second mate, the radar is on, head northwest, and go at full speed!" ”

"Understood, the radar is on, head northwest, full speed ahead!" The second officer repeated the order as he slowly accelerated the steering of the huge warship.

The radarman also turned on his equipment, and the black-and-white analog oscilloscope began to glow green, and two white cursors representing Ron and Lorraine appeared behind the cursors representing their own ships.

After the three warships simply lined up the battle line, they began to rush towards the British fleet dozens of kilometers away at a high speed.

A distance of 60 kilometers was not far for the two fleets sailing in opposite directions, and in about 20 minutes, the sea alert radar on the heavy cruiser Frankfurt, which bore the brunt of the attack, captured a fleet 20 kilometers away.

"Sir! The radar found the target, 20 km to the northwest! The radarman quickly reported his findings, "There are three large points and six small points, and they are preliminarily judged to be British fleets!" ”

Becker hurriedly grabbed his binoculars and stood by the observation window on the bridge to look at the place where the radar man had said.

The weather was not good today, and visibility was low, but with the accuracy of the radar and the help of high-quality high-powered telescopes from Zeiss, Becker spotted the British fleet that was also sailing through the waves.

"Confirmed it's the British fleet." Becker lowered his binoculars and ordered the tactical operations officer (in some places the weapons commander) standing next to him, "The main guns are aimed at the new battleship, the armor-piercing shells are loaded, and the anti-aircraft positions are ready!" ”

"Understood!" The Tactical Operations Officer nodded, and then quickly transmitted the order to the various positions via the ship's announcement.

"Captain, did they spot us?" The second officer, who was piloting the warship, asked.

"I should have found out." Becker held up the telescope and replied without looking back, "After all, the carrier-based reconnaissance planes on their aircraft carrier are not for viewing." ”

As a matter of fact, just as Becker said, the British carrier-based reconnaissance planes discovered Becker not long after the fleet left port, and the aircraft carrier "Brilliant" also withdrew from the battle line and hid in a safe place as soon as possible.

Just when the main guns of the German fleet began to turn and aim at the British fleet, the British fleet chose to strike first, and the second turret of the battleship "George V" took the lead in firing for test firing, and two 356mm caliber tracer armor-piercing shells rotated and flew out of the gun chamber at an initial velocity of 814m/s, dragging a bright orange light towards the Frankfurt.

Becker watched the two rays of light fly towards him, did not panic at all, and with an artillery strike at a distance of 20 kilometers, it was simply impossible to get the first hit.

Sure enough, after nearly 30 seconds of flight, the two 356mm shells fell into the water a few hundred meters away from the Frankfurt, and they did not even splash the Frankfurt.

After the "George V" took the lead in firing guns, the two battle cruisers "Prestige" and "Counterattack" were not far behind and carried out a single-turret salvo test, and a total of four 381mm shells flew towards the Frankfurt.

Like their "predecessors", these four shells did not achieve much effect.

"The main gun is aiming!"

"Fire!" Becker shouted coldly.

The 12 guns on the Frankfurt roared together, and the 12 203mm shells broke out of the chambers almost simultaneously and flew towards the "George V"!