The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly. The old Chinese proverb www.biquge.info is now the most apt way to describe the German fleet that rushed into the Atlantic.

An hour after the German fleet quietly rushed through the Danish Strait, the British fleet had not yet confirmed exactly where the German battleships went.

After a clever time gap, it would take even longer for the British to reconfirm the exact position of the German fleet.

It is really not an easy task to find a fleet in the vast sea that is determined to fight guerrilla warfare.

What's more, when looking for this fleet, your own carrier-based aircraft are suppressed...... No commander wants to face such a situation, and neither does Charles.

On several occasions, he was even ready to order the fleet to turn around and enter the Atlantic to carry out the second plan. But because he was unwilling to give up the Danish Channel like this, he finally canceled the order in his heart.

It was about three hours later, in the afternoon, that the British Home Fleet finally relented and turned around and prepared to enter the Atlantic.

It was the cruiser Dorsetshire, which was on the Germans' return route, that made the British resolve, and after rescuing the overboard man on the cruiser Norfolk, reported their observations.

They did not find the German fleet returning - in fact, everyone knew that if the Germans did return, it would be very likely that the cruiser Dorset would be found, and there was no reason to let the enemy ship go.

After the first battle in the North Sea in the early hours of the morning, the commanders of the British Royal Navy have clearly realized that the German Navy has the ability to sink a single British warship.

As time passed, the British also reconnoitred the waters near the Danish Channel, and they finally realized that the German fleet might really enter the Atlantic.

Facing the waves, the sharp bow broke through the German battleship of the waves, and by this time it had already thrown off its opponent by a considerable distance.

Even with the take-off planes, the attack distance was slightly longer - the distance between the two sides was about 250 kilometers, and with the constant movement and constantly changing routes, it was really impossible to catch the German fleet.

"Turn due west! The British are going to chase us south, let them chase us, let's go to the middle of the Atlantic to find prey! "Ruetjens is now in shape.

Commanding the fleet, sailing due west in the vast Atlantic, leading the fleet to meet the route from the United States to Great Britain, he rushed over.

"Speed down! Slow down to 22 knots! Adjust fleet formation! He looked at the undulating sea in the distance, and the familiar smell already intoxicated him.

After all, he fought here a month ago. At that time, he was weak, and took the Scharnhorst like a lost dog, hid in Tibet, and finally returned to Brest.

Now, he's back! With a fleet, he shook off the enemy's pursuers and entered a field that he had wanted to enter before, but had never had the opportunity to enter.

"Take off the carrier-based plane, look for the surrounding sea surface about 100 kilometers, and see if there is any prey." After rerouting the fleet, Lütjans gave Hines another order.

Hines had been waiting for the order for a long time, and when he heard it, he saluted, "Yes!" Your Excellency, Commander! ”

Now he was in the mood to make some innocuous jokes with Lütjans beside him, after all, the entire fleet had slipped from under the nose of the enemy to a paradise full of achievements.

When the British fleet turned and began to move south, an answering German submarine guarding the Danish Channel came to the surface of the sea.

This submarine was ordered to wait here, to connect with the passing German fleet. The captain of the submarine saw his fleet through the periscope and floated up and drove about 2 nautical miles next to the fleet.

Now, all he had to do was to return to the ocean to continue his mission of attacking the convoys, and send a telegram back to the German mainland.

Soon, a telegram flew back to the German mainland, and the officer who was guarding the telegraph quickly tore off the telegram paper and ran to the office where Marshal Raeder was.

"Marshal! Marshal! There's news! There is good news! The officer waved the message in his hand and knocked on the door of Admiral Raeder's room.

The door was opened from the inside, and Raeder was in too much of a hurry to open the door himself. He took the telegram and read it twice before laughing.

"Excellent! Lütjans is good! The fleet entered the Atlantic, and we were almost half of the winners! The German naval marshal said with a sigh of relief.

In his opinion, breaking through the first blockade line of the British Navy was the first difficulty of this operation. The German Navy successfully penetrated into the Atlantic, which was a good start to the whole operation.

God knows how many times Raeder prayed for his fleet from yesterday evening until this afternoon.

Nervous, he hadn't even slept until now - less than Ruetjens and Hines on the front.

At least the two of them had found time to sleep for a while, and he, the admiral, had not closed his eyes until now.

In addition to the surprise, Raeder couldn't help but think in his heart, this aircraft carrier and less than 50 planes can really set off such a big storm on the ocean?

Suddenly, he realized that he still underestimated the Führer, the mustachioed corporal. Although he was an army corporal, he also had his own unique views on the direction of naval development.

He did not let the officer into the house, but hurriedly asked: "Has the news reached the Führer?" If not, send one to the High Command! ”

Don't look at Raeder's fight with Li Le, the head of state, on the issue of the naval fleet going to sea to fight, which one of the people who may be the marshals is an idiot with an ounciated IQ?

After a little deliberation, Raeder made a decision to quickly improve relations with the Führer. If the fleet really comes back, his position will be changed!

If this Atlantic hunt, that is, the Viking Project, Lutejens completed well, he will have to carry a marshal's scepter to play with when he returns......

Therefore, Ryder suddenly felt the pressure and decided to go to the Führer's mountain gate in advance to save some impressions.

He is not like Brauchitsch, who has a large group of Junker aristocratic officers behind him, his naval foundation can be compared with the air force, and most of it was raised by the Führer!

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On the Atlantic route, a huge transport fleet composed of dozens of transport ships is moving on the sea.

In order to avoid the attack of German submarines, Britain tried its best to organize the steamers that set sail from the United States into a huge fleet, escorted by destroyers, to alleviate its own losses.

Although it was still repeatedly slaughtered by German submarines, the remaining fleet survived and was able to send some supplies to the British mainland to supplement the family.

A large oil carrier near the center of the flotilla, Captain Jack Sr. was staring at the sea in a daze. He's in a relatively inward, and not the most central position, so it's relatively safe.

The British fleet focused on protecting four types of transport vessels: fuel, steel, and food, and personnel, so these ships were well positioned within the fleet.

Pleasant moments are short-lived, and before Captain Jack could enjoy enough peace, he heard a ship in the distance sound the battle alarm.

He frowned and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Damn, in broad daylight, how could the German submarines attack...... Isn't pulling the battle alarm to scare yourself! ”

While muttering, he pushed open the iron door of the bridge and stood on the iron staircase outside the island, looking out at the sea in the distance.

As a result, as he looked, more and more ships sounded the battle alarm, and the terrible sound made Old Jack panic.

It was not a ship that sounded the alarm, that is, the German offensive was real and should have been quite large.

"What? The submarines of the Germans attacked in broad daylight? He repeated the mutter, and began to shout to the sailors who were already standing on deck: "Watch the sea around you!" Watch out for torpedoes! Go and work for me! ”

"Captain! Captain! A waterman pointed to the sky and shouted anxiously at Old Jack on the bridge.

Seeing his subordinates anxiously shouting at him, and stretching out his finger to point to the sky, Old Jack subconsciously looked in the direction that the other party pointed to.

As a result, he saw a sight that made him a little confused - two planes were flying over the entire British convoy.

The combat radius of patrol aircraft that has not yet entered the British mainland! Such a thought crossed his mind, and old Jack suddenly felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

You know, it's just south of Greenland in the Atlantic Ocean! How can any plane patrol here?

Britain's own aircraft carriers won't be idle here. It was simply impossible for the Germans to fly so far!

So, where did the two planes above their heads come from? Old Jack, who hadn't figured out this question yet, saw the two planes climb up in the sky, and then began a violent dive!

Just when Old Jack's mind was blank, the JU-87C dive bomber, which was patrolling with bombs, dropped a bomb on the deck of a transport ship with a speed of only 12 knots.

"Boom!" The massive explosion brought Old Jack back to reality, reminding him of the thousands of barrels of gasoline at his feet......