When everyone was standing on the dock, a destroyer appeared on the sea level outside the harbor, and everyone could see that there was a small black dot behind the side of the destroyer.

Everyone began to talk about it, and everyone was not sure whether the little black dot that followed them was the hero they were going to meet today, that is, the German submarine U-211 that shocked the world.

Before the Scarpa Bay attack, most of the impressions of German submarines were still preserved during the First World War, and although submarine warfare at that time cast a shadow on the maritime power of various countries, this shadow has never been so strong. By the time a submarine was able to sneak into the harbor and slaughter several capital warships in one go, the weapon had already caused the whole world to panic.

The day after the Scapa Bay incident, the U.S. Navy investigated the entire process of the German submarine attack operation, and then sent a 70-page report back to China, and the day after the report arrived at the relevant U.S. departments, the U.S. Congress approved an application from the Navy to lay mines in naval bases such as Pearl Harbor as a barrier and to increase the patrol density of destroyers.

Just when everyone was talking, the destroyer led the little black dot closer and closer, and everyone finally saw the outline of the little black dot, which was a German submarine of small tonnage, sailing slowly behind the destroyer, and the deck was full of people, covering the conning tower of half of the submarine.

Then people saw clearly the torpedo tubes in front of the submarine, saw the mottled marks on the side of the submarine, and saw clearly the huge number painted on the conning tower, the number that has long been firmly remembered by naval experts around the world -- "U-211".

The long-prepared harbor military band began to play the German song, and the melody echoed in the sky of the port, allowing the German Navy to regain the confidence to dominate the ocean. As the long baton in the conductor's hand rose and fell, the drum beat and trombone intertwined into a beautiful note, beating on the hearts of all the reporters.

Before the U-211 submarine attacked Scapa Bay, if you asked people about their impressions of submarines as a weapon, most people would tell you that the submarine was like a "thief" who sneaked into someone's backyard, broke bottles and cans, and stole a few tulips in the backyard.

But after the U-211 attack on Scapa Bay, if you ask people about their impressions of submarines, then this time they will tell you that submarines are like assassins, cold and hidden, stabbing the most deadly sword in the most fatal places, making people desperate but with a sense of arrogance.

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause, and cheers of welcome broke out in the phalanx of naval officers and men on the side, and the return of their comrades-in-arms made them cheer, and the brilliant achievements of their comrades-in-arms encouraged them to fight bravely in the future. So, with great reluctance, the foreign reporters who stood there also applauded, by no means enthusiastic, and they could not match the friendliness.

The distance was closer, and the destroyer leading the way had turned back to continue its unfinished patrol, while the submarine was staggering against the dock, and the military band was still playing loudly, but it was slightly out of rhythm, and the applause stopped abruptly, like a flock of noisy ducks pinched by the neck.

A special submarine springboard was put on the deck of the submarine, and a young sailor in charge hurriedly spread a red carpet on the gangplank, but when the first submarine sailor to walk on the red carpet jumped onto the dock, many people swallowed a mouthful of saliva in great discomfort.

The submariner was dressed in a dirty cotton coat, the white navy uniform inside was no longer indistinguishable from the gray, the dirty oil stains on his chest made people look like they wanted to vomit, and of course, if you look at his leather boots, the tattered ones make people even more desperate.

The second sailor who stepped onto land was even more eerie, and the soldier looked at everyone on the other side with a scrutinizing look, then squirmed his parched lips twice with a strange expression. He didn't say a word, and he looked a little nervous.

The third soldier did not see his face clearly, because as soon as his feet touched the ground of the dock, he fell to his knees crying and kissed the concrete floor. His action startled those around him, and even an SS officer standing behind Fanny held down his pistol.

The fourth person who stepped off the gangplank looked much more normal, as he was wearing the captain's combat uniform and a waterproof leather jacket over it. However, the man, who was supposed to be Captain Prien, hadn't cleaned his beard for days, so people couldn't recognize the saint of the wild man in front of them.

The adjutant who followed him had unkempt hair and bloodshot eyes, and the man was carrying a leather suitcase, which was supposed to be a combat diary to be submitted, some secret documents, and some personal letters that the crew was going to send.

Vice Admiral and Commander-in-Chief of the Submarine Force, Dönitz, left the crowd, walked forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to his confidant: "Captain Prien! Welcome back to your homeland! ”

Prion stretched out his palm with a somewhat wooden expression and shook it with Dönitz's hand: "Thank you, I didn't expect to see you again, we did our best, and it wasn't until yesterday that we really got out of danger." ”

His words were not sensational, and the British Navy's pursuit fleet did not really abandon the pursuit of them until yesterday, and finally the two destroyers that surrounded them returned above them.

Along the way, they went through nine lives of absconding and evasion, and when they surfaced at night, they only dared to show the snorkel to recharge the submarine. It was only two days ago that they had the audacity to surface the conning tower, allowing everyone to smoke a cigarette outside by moonlight to relieve their near-collapse feelings.

They lived for several days in cramped, damp submarine cabins, unable to see the sun, blow the sea breeze, or breathe fresh air. The whole submarine was filled with a foul smell, and almost all of them were tormented crazy by the oppressive atmosphere.

Prien destroyed the cipher machine and codebook before the operation, so they lost any contact with the German mainland, and these days they don't know their results in battle, and they don't know whether they can return to their homeland, but the sadness of not daring to commit suicide supports their belief in continuing to flee.

Because they remained submersible most of the time, they didn't even dare to use the kitchen to heat their food, and had to eat compressed biscuits and dried fruit to satisfy their hunger, until that night two days ago, when they actually had a lavish supper, and Prion received a signal and guidance to find them.

The U-211 submarines, who frequently evaded hunting, realized at this time that they had deviated from their intended course by a full 75 nautical miles. So they adjusted their route and started the real journey home. It was because they deviated from the course that the encirclement of the experienced British Royal Navy was in vain, which is why yesterday they encountered two returning British destroyers.

"You have been wronged! You are the heroes of the Empire! The Führer himself ordered me to send you to the Stone Castle. He's going to meet you personally!" Dönitz said with a smile, and he was so smiling that he left tears in his eyes: "You are my most precious treasure, thank God that you can come back safely." ”

As soon as he wept, Prion didn't know what to do, and the crew behind him began to cry, they had experienced one of the most memorable adventures, but also experienced the most cruel and dangerous escape, and the suffering they had endured as young had long exceeded the limits of what they could bear. So when they saw their boss's true feelings, they couldn't help but vent.

Seeing that a good ceremony to welcome the hero turned into a crying funeral ceremony for crying dad and calling mother, Fanny squinted her eyes and walked out. Soon the crew members stopped crying, for they saw a ******** beautiful woman coming out of the crowd - what idiot would want to do something shameful at such a time?

"Gentlemen, the suffering you have experienced is evident in your appearance. Fanny stood in front of Prion and spoke, her beautiful voice like a magic voice that penetrated into the ears of everyone present: "But your feat has gone down in history, do you want to leave a cowardly note behind this glorious mission in the last few hours?"

She looked at the sailors: "Wipe your snot! Go to the lounge, shave your beards, pack your belongings, put on your spare gowns, for there will be ...... Shall I take you to a hall full of girls, and will you spend the night with beautiful women in the big soft bed tonight, or will you continue to use your left hand and use me to give you ideas?"

Fanny glanced at Dönitz, who had already bought the hearts of the people and had already wiped away her tears, raised her eyebrows and said: "Translate my words to these sailors and say it again, if you can't figure it out, I'll let those reporters take pictures of German sailors like this and publish them in the newspaper, and then I will personally read the news to the Führer in bed one morning." ”

"Are you German soldiers! would anyone like to be a coward?" asked Dönitz in a hurry.

"No!" everyone replied loudly, shaking their heads.

"Sue everyone, who are you?" Dönitz asked again aloud.

"We are the aces of the Empire! We are the best submariners!" everyone replied loudly.

Soon, the interview went on smoothly.

Dönitz retreated to Raeder's side, looked at the submariners who were originally languishing, but now they were full of energy, and quietly tilted his head: "Originally, I thought she was sitting in the position of minister because of her beauty." ”

"And now?" Raeder raised the corners of his mouth, looking at the beautiful back not far away.

"I'm lucky that I was born in Germany where there are so many talents, and although I can't be the greatest, I will try to be part of the greatest. Dönitz said with a sigh.

Raeder withdrew his gaze and looked at his men, "I'll try my best, too." ”――

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