The wind was howling, the waves were surging, and a black cloud was sweeping quickly from far away in the sky, and the mountain rain was coming. On the battlecruiser Lützov, which was fully loaded with a displacement of 27,500, Millau looked at the magnificent battleships that gradually appeared in the distance, and his heart was shocked and frightened, and his face was full of disbelief.

Four hours ago, as usual, he ordered the release of a seaplane shortly after the dawn of dawn to start a new day of breaking the friendship. However, only an hour later, a telegram arrived from Frederick the Great, the flagship of the High Seas Fleet, saying that the British Rapid Fleet had appeared 200 nautical miles to the northeast, and ordered him to rush to help. Feeling that the High Seas Fleet needed Milau of its own battle group, it was able to recover the planes that were conducting reconnaissance into the depths of the Atlantic and rush to the target sea area at a speed of 22 knots. However, what he didn't expect was that the main force of the British Grand Fleet, which the High Seas Fleet had been unable to find before, would appear in front of him like a god descending from heaven at this moment! Due to the gathering of black clouds and hedgehogs in the Atlantic Ocean in winter, even the soot when the opposing fleet sailed was well covered in the past, and it completely caught itself off guard!

As far as the eye can see, the opponent's masts and chimneys form a dense jungle, and the number of warships is at least five times that of its own. The remnants of the Royal Navy's campaign in the North Sea are all gathered here, and its purpose could not be more obvious. If the main force of the High Seas Fleet is here, it will naturally be fearless in the face of this battle, but with the meager strength of its own detachment now, it is even more impossible to stop the enemy's iron cavalry from continuing to advance than the gangsters who use the mantis arm as a car!

"Quick, report to Frederick the Great immediately what is going on here, the fleet is left with the rudder full. Escape the area at full speed! "Electricity and flint. Millau yelled at the staff officers who were still standing still. These officers woke up from a dream. After realizing his mission, he suddenly dispersed; Terrible sirens began to sound over the entire fleet, and the decks, cabins, stairs, and aisles were filled with sailors running wildly. The only thing that left a glimmer of hope for Millau was that his fleet was moving fast faster than it was cruising in order to get to the battlefield in time, and the load on the power boilers was quite high: in this way, he would no longer have to wait for a lengthy acceleration process, and would be able to evacuate at high speed.

With Millau's order, the German fleet began to turn the rudder at full speed. The bow side of the ship stirred up a large splash of waves, and the gunners of the inner ring below the bow even had the strong illusion that the sea was coming directly in their faces. Almost all the German officers and men had crossed their chests and looked forward to the silence of the British fleet's gunfire, as always; However, the other side did not show any mercy to these long-cherished enemies in the North Sea naval battle, and within two minutes of the Lützov's rudder, an orange-red wall of fire rose in the sea 14,000 yards away!

"Boom!" Hundreds of large-caliber shells crashed into the sea like meteors, the waves exploded and danced, and the water column rolled into the sky, and the originally calm sea surface seemed to be boiling. Countless scattered waves rushed down like a waterfall, roaring down on the deck and bridge of the two German war cruisers, and several sailors were immediately swept into the sea. In the blink of an eye, it was gone. Feeling the cold mist blowing on his face, every German sailor who stuck to his post no longer had the usual comfort. There is awe-inspiring fear in my heart!

On the wide bridge, only an old man in the uniform of a British colonel clings to the railing, avoiding the aftermath of the waves rushing down, it is none other than Lieutenant Commander Ekman, the captain of the Herax, who was captured earlier. Seeing the large fleet lined up in front of him, the excitement on his face had reached its peak, and he suddenly cheered like crazy, causing all the surrounding German soldiers to look at him angrily. He turned his head and looked at Rear Admiral Millau, who was under the protection of the heavily armored command tower, and said with a smug halberd finger and a wild laugh: "Stupid Germans, do you know why I want to reveal to you the information about the busy Morensen route, just to lure you to this southern sea area and accept the righteous execution of the Royal Navy!" Just and merciful God, these vicious pirates have finally received the punishment they deserve for their heinous sin of killing countless British warriors! ……”

"Tie up this damn Brit and throw him in the bilge of the battleship!" Hearing the mockery and scolding coming from outside the command tower, an annoyed Millau said loudly to the people beside him. A short time later, several sturdy German sailors appeared beside Eckmann with ropes in hand; However, before they could start their actions, a piercing scream was heard again, and in a flash of light, violent vibrations and thunderous explosions filled their feet and ears!

The water column collapsed and the waves roared. A 343-mm shell hit the stern of the Lützov, the aerial reconnaissance installation, including the seaplane and the boom, was blown to pieces, and several German sailors fell in a pool of blood; The aft deck burst and rolled up, and the flames burst into the sky. Fortunately, the ship's steering gear was still intact. Seeing this, Ekman was extremely happy in his heart, and laughed loudly: "Do you know why I didn't leave this ship, just to see the shameful end of you German pirates being blown to minced meat sauce!" Let's all go to the Shura Hell and repent! ”

The British battlefleet cleaved the waves, advancing rapidly on the surface of the sea at a speed of more than 20 knots. Brilliant flames of light like a fire dragon soaring into the sky burst out angrily from the cold and dark muzzle of the cannon in the deafening roar, blowing through the sea and air dozens of meters ahead; Hundreds of kilograms of shells roared through the sky, roaring down with an unstoppable momentum, rolling up huge waves, and the sound was terrifying. Although the lineup of the British fleet in the North Sea naval battle was far better than the current one-on-one battle, it was a one-on-one battle with the German warships at that time, and the projection per unit area was far from being comparable to the current situation of the two battle cruisers. Under Jerichault's command, the British fleet was extremely orderly in its distribution of firepower, and did not appear in the slightest of the difficulties in discerning the impact point of the ship, which was often faced with more and less: after a short time, the Lützov and Blucher were enveloped by numerous columns of water; The surging waves, which burst into the air every less than 10 seconds, made every German sailor feel as if they were in a post-apocalyptic scene.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "The hull of the ship shook violently, and the flames rushed to the sky; In just two minutes, the Lyuzhov was hit by 5 large-caliber shells. Under the tremendous power of the explosives, the non-core compartment of the battleship was instantly like mud and paper, and was arbitrarily rubbed into shape by a pair of invisible hands: the deck burst and rolled, the bridge collapsed and shattered, the German soldiers struggled to advance in the flames filled with poisonous smoke, and the number of people swallowed by the heat and poisonous gas was growing rapidly at a terrifying rate. Although the four 350mm guns in the stern of the ship tried their best to fight back, they were so weak in the face of the overwhelming artillery fire of the British fleet.

"Boom......" The medicine jar hissed, the yellow smoke danced, and Millau, who could no longer bear it, ordered the smoke screen to be released, and turned the rudder again to avoid the enemy's artillery fire, and the perilous fleet finally got a moment of respite. Although the two types of fleeing posture against the enemy at the stern of the current ship ensure the absolute indestructibility of the main armor due to the increase in the angle of incidence, it also greatly increases the area of the battleship compared with the decisive battle of the horizontal team (the shells of the capital ship fall in a parabolic line during the battle, which is essentially different from the flat fire of tank guns); If this continues, his 2 capital ships will have to be handed over here in less than a quarter of an hour!

"General, what should we do now?" In the command tower of the Lützov, a staff officer with his arm already bandaged turned his gaze to Millau and asked with some anxiety. If they escaped like this, although the British battleships could not catch up with their footsteps, they had a large number of destroyers to rely on: as long as the British destroyers caught up and launched several waves of torpedo attacks, even if they could not get hits, they could force the German battlecruisers to make a wide range of maneuvers, so that they would be brought into the strike range of the British battlefleet again. After such a long time at sea, the maximum speed of the two battle cruisers has been reduced to 24 knots; And the destroyers of the other side have been recuperating for a long time, and it is a matter of a little more than an hour for them to rush up and launch torpedoes!

Looking at the anxious and expectant faces of his subordinates, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Milau's mind, and he said slowly: "There is no other way." All we can do now is use Anton? House's retreat was made. ”

Artillery fire roared, flames of light surged, and red and white St. George's cross flags were waving in the wind, and the hunt was resounding. On the bridge of the battleship Trafalgar, there was already a scene of cheers at this moment, and every time a red and purple orange fireball exploded on the German battleship in the distance, there was a burst of cheers full of catharsis and anger in the command tower. Later, the entire command tower was drowned in a sea of excitement and roaring, and everyone looked at the thin and rigid figure in the center with admiration and awe: it was under his strategy that the Royal Navy was able to swing this heavy blow, and after this battle, which German warship dared to go to the Atlantic?

"The Germans have released so much smoke, do they want to recreate House's escape in the Mediterranean? It's a pity that now the number of auxiliary warships in our hands is not proportional at all, and what can you rely on to deter and contain the direct impact of the destroyer group? Jericho put down the binoculars in his hand, and there was a hint of solemnity in his bland words, "The order is that the main fleet will keep the current navigation situation unchanged, and all destroyers except the 5th Squadron will immediately attack." God's favor gave me such a wonderful opportunity, so that these Germans don't want to get out of this Atlantic alive again! (To be continued......)

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