Under the cover of night, Captain Muller took the Emden and the Nuremberg into the Bay of Bengal. 【 I want: super fast update 】

He liked the feeling, when the three chimneys became four, when the Iron Cross was scraped off and replaced with an ugly rice flag, the two German cruisers became British ** ships.

After sinking two French capital cruisers before the British arrived, they rushed all the way back to Palawan and, under the cover of the Chinese navy, entered the Makassar Strait and drilled from Dili into the Indian Ocean.

The large armored cruiser was tied up in the Indian Ocean, which was full of British and French warships, and the formation had a large operating target, so after entering the Indian Ocean, Vice Admiral Spee announced that the formation would be disbanded and go its own way.

The destruction power of the two Scharnhorst-class armored cruisers was amazing, and there were as many as 12 Allied freighters captured by them along the way, so it was definitely not good to follow them, so Müller discussed with the lieutenant general and quietly sneaked into the Bay of Bengal with the Nuremberg to try his luck.

The Bay of Bengal was once regarded as a forbidden place by the British, because India is known as the crown of the United Kingdom on the side, and it must be a lot of fun to do it in this kind of place!

"Captain, British!" As soon as he entered the bay, the first mate excitedly pointed to a transport ship of more than 3,000 tons in the distance, his eyes bright.

"Lean in, he's ours!"

"Bang!"

In the Downing Street Prime Minister's office, Prime Minister Asquith fiercely threw the damage report in front of Churchill and several Admiralty officials, and his blue face made everyone feel a little palpitating.

"Tell me, what's going on!" Prime Minister Asquith roared, enumerating: "Heart of the East, sink!" ”

"HMS Ireland, missing!"

"Silyak, missing!"

"Indus, sink!"

"Callist, missing!"

"Treberch, sink!"

"Madras oil depot destroyed!"

"Penang was attacked, the Pearl sank!"

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The more Prime Minister Asquith spoke, the more angry the British Empire became, the Indian Ocean Inland Sea was turned upside down by four German cruisers, lost in just ten days, Britain and France lost more than 45 freighters in the Indian Ocean, three bases were shelled, the French Far East Fleet was basically paralyzed after two large armored cruisers were sunk, and even the cruiser Pearl of the Royal Navy was sunk!

Although Spee and his fleet were like graceful white swans, and they were not to blame for harming ordinary British and French shipwrights and passengers, their unscrupulous actions still brought shame to Britain!

In the newspapers, every day there was talk about what was happening in the East, and some shipowners even began to refuse missions to the Far East, and in the event of the loss of the Indian and Far Eastern routes, then rubber, pig iron, and other supplies would become strained.

Could this be the Indian Ocean, which was sealed off before the war? God, that's just four old German cruisers, and if they were replaced by the mighty Royal Chinese Navy, God knows what it would become!

The Strait of Hormuz a few years ago had already made that arsonist tear a crack in the Indian Ocean, and now the Germans have to tear another big wound. (Full text reading, all in. (.i. Want. Wen. Xuewang)?!

Looking at the black-faced Prime Minister, Churchill swallowed his saliva, he didn't expect the situation to be so bad, the so-called tight deployment before, now it looks like a fishing net full of sieves, allowing four small German fish to drill around.

Seriously, the four remaining German cruisers, scattered in the Atlantic and West Africa, also seemed to have been called up and were rushing there at full speed to join the Speese fleet, and if they were brought together, Britain would suffer historically heavy losses in the Pacific and Indian Oceans!

"Winston, I don't care what method you use" Asquith's words were not finished, and the secretary had already knocked on the door, looking anxious: "Your Majesty, Colombo was shelled in the middle of the night last night, and Major General Mason, who was stationed there, died. ”

"Damn it!" Asquith slapped the table fiercely, looked at Churchill viciously and roared: "Send out all the forces that can be mobilized, you must find Spee!" ”

"Yes! Your Excellency Prime Minister. ”

Churchill picked up the scattered papers and hurried to the Admiralty building in the distance, but he really didn't know how to draw warships from there.

Jellis's Grand Fleet was monitoring the main German forces, the Harwich Squadron was working on an offensive plan that would be ready in three days, the Mediterranean Fleet was tracking the German battlecruiser Goeben, the Indian Fleet and the Far Eastern Fleet had all been dispatched, and now the only ones that could be mobilized were the Australian Fleet and the South African Fleet.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of Hamilton's words not long ago, the sea was too big, and even the mighty Royal Navy would be struggling to move forward after losing the enemy's trace.

The important thing is that once Spee leaves the Indian Ocean and flees into the Pacific, the situation there will be more complicated, because if there are any Chinese who have not known what to pay attention to, if they really want to help Germany, then the dense island group covering half of the Pacific Ocean can easily help Speese leave!

"Inform Will to send a fleet to the Indian Ocean immediately, we need to find Spee immediately!" Pushing open the door to the Admiralty conference room, Churchill immediately shouted.

After the admirals left, Asquith immediately rubbed his temples, looked at the two important assistants in front of him, Lloyd George and Foreign Secretary Gray, and his eyes were fixed: "Gray, I need you to go to France immediately, the Indian Ocean needs more support, ask them to send at least ten cruisers and two battleships, I believe they should know the importance of the Far Eastern route." ”

"It's the Prime Minister." As soon as Gray got up to leave, the secretary who had been bringing bad news all the time walked in hurried in again, a scene that made Asquith smile bitterly and asked first, "Is there any good news this time?" ”

The secretary not only shook his head, but his face became solemn: "Prime Minister, the Germans have occupied Reims!" ”

"What!"

Not to mention Asquith, even Gray, who was just about to leave, was skewed violently, how could this be? The Germans advanced to the border between Belgium and France yesterday, how could it be that they went deep into Reims at once, are the French all sleeping?!

"They used a secret weapon!" The secretary handed a telegram from the front to Asquith: "The French lost 50,000 men in a day on the border!" ”

Oh, God!

Gray covered his mouth, did the Germans drive the battleship to land? 50,000 people a day, is this a war or a massacre?

Looking at the intelligence, Prime Minister Asquith's face turned pale and miserable, the British Expeditionary Force has done its best, but so far only 100,000 people have completed the landing, if the German attack cannot be contained on the Marne, then Europe will become German!

"George, train from Canada and Australia at once, don't move, Australia don't move, recruit soldiers from the colonies, and tell all the Britons that we are in danger and we need this country to burst out with all its strength!" Asquith took a deep breath, his eyes darkened: "In addition, we need more allies!" ”

Lloyd George understood what the Prime Minister meant, nodded and walked out, he must immediately go to Italy and the United States and convince them to join the war!

On the night of 26 August, the Reims front was unusually quiet, and as this important city in eastern France fell into the hands of the German army, it was announced that the German army had successfully established itself in France.

In the distance, the Marne is rushing, the infantry has taken the bridgehead, the sappers are building pontoon bridges day and night, and the French are desperately building a defensive line, if it were not for the Third Army, which was dragging on the right flank, "Maybe the First Army could have crossed the Marne and entered Paris!"

It is a pity that there is no assumption in any war, and if it were not for the unexpected advance of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment, if it were not for the French being frightened in front of these big guys, it might have been a few days before Reims could have been taken.

"Victory belongs to Germany!"

Guderian wrinkled his nose and, like a naughty child, smiled as he walked into the heavily guarded camp, and as soon as he stepped through the camp gates, he heard cheers from inside.

The beer that had just arrived made all the officers and men of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment very excited, which was a special reward given to them by His Majesty the Emperor, because after their debut, at the cost of the loss of a mechanical failure, they advanced 50 kilometers in a row, helping the infantry tear a three-kilometer-long gap, so that the infantry went all the way to Reims, and also directly killed more than 10,000 French who tried to stop them with a charge!

Stupid Frenchmen!

Thinking of the scene of driving 7 that day, rushing left and right in the dense French stormtroop formation, destroying and crushing the past all the way, Guderian felt hot all over, this is war!

It's a pity that the number of 7 is too small, otherwise they alone "could have rushed into Paris!"

But the good news is that His Majesty Wilhelm and the General Staff, having heard about the performance of the 5th Cavalry Regiment, "have ordered an immediate acceleration of the production of 7 tanks, and it is said that in the next three months, at least two thousand will be sold."

Two thousand 7 tanks, lined up in a tight formation, galloped across the fertile plain of France, what a spectacular sight.

Guderian gathered his mood and walked among his companions, but he had not been seated down when his good friend Ensign Hull had already crowded around him, and this guy with a funny red nose brought bad news.

"Guys, there's bad news, our navy was raided by the British in the Golan Bay, and Rear Admiral Hippel was caught off guard, losing three light cruisers, a mine-strike ship, and a few more wounded, and Rear Admiral Maas was also captured!"

"Damn the British!"

Hearing this news, the young armored soldiers all clenched their fists fiercely, although only a few small warships were lost, it would not affect the main force of the navy, and it would not help the entire battle situation, but this was bad news after all.

"General Spee should be brought back and kicked in the ass!" A second lieutenant shouted, followed by a chorus of approval, and with the news that Admiral Speese and his Far East Fleet had turned the Indian Ocean upside down, especially the sinking of two large French cruisers in one fell swoop, many Germans regarded the old general as the pride of the Navy this year.

Only Guderian sighed, it is too difficult to come back from the Indian Ocean, although the British Navy has not been able to find General Spee so far, it does not mean that they can come back, because at present all the sea routes through the Atlantic Ocean are blocked, and even the cargo ships of the Chinese are now difficult to directly reach German ports, go more into Norway and other neutral countries, and then transfer from where by small boats.

The only reason was the Panama Canal, but although the Americans did not enter the war, they did not declare neutrality, and with their relationship with the British, General Spee was probably only a dead end.

Hope is still in the Far East, in the rising Chinese Empire, although no one said that the Chinese people had helped, but Guderian vaguely guessed that without the support of China, I am afraid that General Spee and his fleet would not have sailed from Japan to the Indian Ocean intact.

Guderian sighed and poured hard. Beer, venting his frustration from the loss of the navy, and by the time he had just finished his glass, the regimental commander, Major Ince, had already walked into the makeshift little bar.

"Major, would you like a drink too?"

The successive victories made the officers feel very good, although there was bad news for the navy, but the army was enough to help Germany recover all its losses during this time, and Major Ince was lenient and never raised the officer's frame, so everyone occasionally joked with him.

Major Ince pushed away the glass and walked in front of Guderian with a serious expression, which not only made the latter feel sad in his heart, but also made the surroundings quiet for a moment.

"William, there's bad news."

Major Ince saluted, then took out a crumpled and bloody letter from his pocket, handed it to Guderian, and patted him on the shoulder: "You have a good father!" He is the pride of Germany! ”

In an instant, Guderian felt as if his whole person was petrified, and he opened the blood-stained letter in a daze, and suddenly a great sadness welled up from the bottom of his heart, and in an instant it permeated his whole body.

Father died!

In the evening he wrote a letter, but before he could send it, he set out with the cavalry regiment, and in Amiens, in order to cover his flank, he personally led hundreds of cavalry to the superior French ** team, and was finally hit in the chest by a bullet.

Guderian's face was pale, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his eye sockets became blood-red, he didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, although old William was stubborn and dull, he was a really good father!

In the tavern of the camp, as if dead silence, everyone was looking at Guderian who was silently weeping.

"Major, I want to participate in tomorrow's attack!"

Under everyone's gaze, Guderian slowly folded the letter, carefully hid him in his chest, stood up suddenly, and then slammed his fist a few times there, and raised his head.

Ince looked at the young lieutenant and couldn't help but wipe a trace of sadness in his heart, if it was someone else, he might have refused directly, but he didn't, not only because this was a good officer under him, but because Guderian's father was also his friend.

Looking at the bloodshot eyes that flashed with vengeful rage, Ince nodded emphatically.

When the major left, all the officers walked up to Guderian and patted him on the shoulder or hugged him, while the officers and soldiers of Hull and the other three companies stood beside him.

This is the German tradition, the brotherhood in the army that has been painstakingly built since Chancellor Bismarck, and the efforts of several generations have made the German warriors more united and stronger than other European countries!

Paint tanks with an extra barrel of gasoline! ”

"Tomorrow morning, it's time for us to go!"

"Yes!"