"Thank you, Your Majesty, then, let's go now." Wales took his things and set off with Guanghui, patrolling the nearby seas, which were very quiet, except for the sound of the sea breeze.

What the sea has is not just a color and a dynamic, it has a spirit, but also a destiny and a choice, the destiny of everything that is in control of the sea.

Wales and Radiance patrol the nearby seas, and in the harbor area, Hood and War Weary are on the alert.

The waves walked along the large stone embankment along the shore of the base. The waves rippled evenly across the sand, and the cold wind ruffled the war-weary hair.

"The sea is the sea, beating endlessly, with a flowing blood, like a flowing battlefield." Although war-weariness does not like the battlefield, he rushes forward without hesitation for the call of the battlefield.

In fact, they are all the same, it is the times, calling for war, not peace, and history will not be friendly to them, because they are making history, their own history.

As Queen Elizabeth said: build a monument with flesh and blood, but that is indeed a sin.

"Coward, he died many times before he actually died. Brave, only taste the taste of death once, the initial blow of hard work, is the watershed of the success of the war, I never advocate war, unless for something, there is no determination to win, then, the war will be lost. Hood looked at the sea and told him about his understanding of the battlefield, and that it was not a big deal to make a mistake.

"Behind the victory, there will always be a price, whether it is the victorious side or the defeated side, the sacrificed things are not far from the surface." War-weariness sounded the scenes of past operations, and now, it seems, war-weariness feels that it is already old.

Hood, war-weary, have their own understanding, and they are not prepared for what will happen in the future, and they do not need to prepare.

"There's such a fog that you can't see anything." Wales saw that the fog was getting bigger and bigger, the visibility was now 5 meters, and it didn't feel like a simple fog, the humidity in the air was very high, and a layer of water mist condensed on Wales' hair.

"Yes, there won't be any situation, let's go slower first, and then see, if there is any situation, we will return." Tei proposes to slow down.

"That's what you said, we're looking at it now. After observing for a while, nothing happened, and we returned to Hong Kong. Wales agreed to Radiant's proposal, and the speed of the fleet had been put to the slowest level, and the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and nothing could be seen.

"There's someone up ahead! Drop the anchor and stop the ship. Bismarck gave the order in time, and vaguely heard other movements.

"I can't see anything now, there will be no ambush." Hippert could not see Bismarck standing in front of him.

"The lights are all on! Don't bump into it. Bismarck was also not sure what was going on, and now he could see nothing.

"It seems to be Wales! This one tastes a lot like that. Eugen seemed to smell the smell of Wales.

"What did you say!" Hipper was a little angry.

"Eugen, do you mean, the smell of shampoo or perfume on Welsh? It does smell good, are they nearby? Bismarck wanted to see the sea ahead, but the fog was so heavy that he couldn't see anything.

"Let's stop, don't go any further, the fog is too big." Wales also stopped sailing, as the fog was too great to see, and Wales felt that it was somewhat unsafe to go any further.

"Is there anyone around, or is it royal Wales? The noses of the two of you are still the smell of Wales, some. Hipper threw out the remaining half of the can of beer.

"Don't litter and skills, littering is also bad behavior. That guy smells really good. "Eugen was the first time he saw Wales, it was a very clear smell.

With a bang, something fell on the ship. Hipper: They heard it, too!

"There's someone up ahead!" Hippert tensed.

"Can we hear the voice, it means it's close to us, is it the royal fleet?" Bismarck is also not clear.

"What is this thing? Beer cans! Wales walked over and saw what had fallen on the boat.

"Huh? Hey, it's still iron-blooded beer, so to speak, iron-blooded they're nearby, we have to be careful. "Radiance raised vigilance.

"They should be too, affected by the fog, this beer can, it should have been thrown over for testing, damn it." Wales didn't know what to do with it.

"Forget it, let's reroute." Bismarck was going to change his course, because the fog was so sudden and strange, and although the weather and conditions on the sea could change at any time, it was the first time Bismarck had encountered such a fog.

"It's not impossible now, I can't see anything now. Be careful not to be ambushed. Hipper looked at the white sea.

"It's so strange, now let's step back, whether it's iron or not, we don't want to have a direct conflict with him, because we don't have enough manpower right now, so let's return the favor." Wales intends to send a special signal.

Wales regularly pounded on the iron railings.

"Listen!" Bismarck heard something like a signal.

"Sure enough, these guys are not wrong, they should be not far in front of us, this time it is really a coincidence." Bismarck has already determined.

"You two wait for me, I'll go and see, I'll go to the front, you follow me." Bismarck was going to take another route, the sea was very cold, and he wanted to return as soon as possible.

Bismarck knew very well who was behind everything, and Bismarck adjusted the direction of the barrel and fired three shells towards the sea, using the sound of the cannon to alert people nearby, but also to avoid the eyes and ears of the [sirens].

"Let's slowly retreat from this fog." Wales was going to return to port, and the fleet carefully adjusted its direction and navigation, slowly sailing in the direction of the port area.

Although the flotilla was slow, Wales was careful, the situation on the sea was changing rapidly, and there was no uncertainty at all, and it was not long before the waves engulfed the two disoriented flotillas.

"Seems to be?" Wales seemed to see something, as if there was someone in front of him, and on closer inspection, there was no one left!

"What do you see?" Radiance asked.

"It shouldn't be real, it's a hallucination, it seems to be gone in the blink of an eye." Wales is a little worried.

"What? We look like we're in trouble. "Before the brilliance, too, it seemed to vaguely see victory fighting, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, be careful, even if Bismarck is standing in front of me, I won't do anything, because there are some things that will make us gradually move away from ourselves, no matter what we see, just rush over." Wales believed that what he saw was not real.

Because both Hood and Bismarck are doing well, and they are all working hard for that day.

"Tirpitz? Hood? Bismarck vaguely saw two figures on the sea.

"Where did the Hood and Tirpitz come from? You're dazzled. Eugen looked at the fog ahead.

"Am I dazzled? Or what's going on? "Hipper seemed to see another self.

"You guys? Don't scare me, get out of the way! Eugen stepped forward, "Lend me it, Persian sauce." Eugen took Bismarck's sword.

"What are you going to do? Do you want to slip away by yourself like last time? But that's fine, we can't all be compromised here, for the sake of the great plan. "Bismarck didn't know what Eugen was going to do, but the last time, when he seriously injured Hood, Eugen did run first, and when Wales counterattacked, it was called a sloppy run.

"Should this be the one that brings hallucinations to people, uses psychological loopholes to reflect and magnify the dark shadows in people's hearts? Fimbul Winter? Stand up! You don't deserve to fall here! Eugen shouted.

"What do you say? Fimble Winter? Sure enough, it was. Hipper got it, too.

The Fimbull Winter is a mythological phenomenon, a bad omen, representing a blizzard and war.

"For the will of iron and blood, and for the final war, there is nothing left. No matter what lies ahead, there is no turning back. Bismarck understood.

"Okay, let's rush over." Bismarck made a decision.

"It seems to be fogging, it looks like those three guys, what kind of trouble is going on, [the sirens] are so annoying, they still won't believe us." Huang looked at the fog that suddenly blew up on the surface of the sea.

"Yorktown is definitely not dead." Phoenix was pretty sure York City was still alive, and following [the Siren's] instructions and goals, the next key figure was Bumblebee.

Yorktown is now in the Northern United Command, which has been fighting in the cold regions of the Far North and [the Sirens], and rarely participates in joint affairs on the Blue Route.

"What's that?" Hood saw a large white cloud rushing towards the base from the sea.

"Is that a high-pressure air flow cloud?" War weariness is not clear, and soon, the fog rushed in and enveloped the entire base.

A cold air whistled through, and there was a mist on Hood's hair.

"What is this? Turn on the lights at the base first. You're waiting for me, I'm going to turn on the lighthouse lights. War-weary, he hurried to the top of the tower.

The height of the flag was lowered by 3 blocks, and the brightness of the lights was turned on to the maximum.

"All the lights are on." Cologne felt something bad because the fog was too heavy and out of range.

"Is it foggy at night?" When the enterprise looks out the window, it can only see the confused lights and a large piece of white flowers.

"Sister Yorktown!" The company saw Yorktown.