On the British battleship Queen Elizabeth, countless anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns fired desperately at the sky, and the soldiers sent the ammunition boxes to the various anti-aircraft gun positions with the most efficient speed, and the steaming shells that had been ejected out of the bomb bay rolled everywhere under their feet.

"Fire! Stop those German planes from approaching the fleet!" Looking at the American fighters in the sky, who were superior in numbers but did not win in the slightest, all the anti-aircraft gun air defense commanders were extremely anxious. In the event of the loss of air supremacy, the fleet here is likely to be beaten into a sieve by German carrier-based aircraft.

The British Navy and the U.S. Navy knew very well the situation in the Pacific, and they knew that even if they had powerful battleships, after losing the protection of aircraft carriers, these dinosaur-like behemoths would still be torn to pieces by carrier-based aircraft as small as mosquitoes. If this was the case with the Japanese Navy, then the Allied fleet would certainly not be an exception.

The carrier-based aircraft of the US Navy were entangled in the periphery by the German naval aviation, and did not exert much air defense energy, and the rest seemed to rely on the fleet's own anti-aircraft firepower to complete. So all the soldiers in the anti-aircraft artillery positions were in high spirits, and with their weapons in their hands, they desperately fired at the German carrier-based aircraft.

A Stuka dive bomber dragged a thick cloud of black smoke over the chimney of the battleship Ramirez, and then it staggered into the distant sea, where it exploded to form a huge column of water. There was no time to cheer, the anti-aircraft gunners of the British Royal Navy began to shoot at the next target, and no one dared to guarantee their absolute safety until the German planes in the sky disappeared.

A cruiser in the distance suddenly exploded, presumably hit by a torpedo dropped by the German Navy, and the old cruiser was turning its bow, as if it was trying to avoid the attack, but it ultimately failed. Of course, no one cares about the life or death of a cruiser now, it is obviously the work of nearby destroyers, and everyone still regards air defense as their first job, after all, those German planes hovering overhead are not a joke.

Because the battle had just begun, the fleet formation of the British Royal Navy was still very complete, and the numerically inferior Allied carrier-based aircraft had not yet been exhausted, so the first wave of German air raids did not achieve the desired results. In the end, only 34 aircraft returned home, which was definitely a huge loss for German naval aviation.

Lu Teyans's face changed color when he got the loss report, and he trembled and pinched the loss list with his hand, and almost wanted to give an order to turn the fleet around and leave this sea area: "It seems that the Americans have mobilized a lot of elite naval aviation...... Their air defense net is at least twice as tight as expected, and this naval battle is not very easy to win......"

"The Führer's order is to destroy the Allied maritime forces as much as possible, and if our seven aircraft carriers cannot defeat the enemy's three, then when the United States completes its suppression of Japan in the Pacific theater, the number of aircraft carriers drawn will be more than seven. Raeder was still more aware of the Führer's strategy, and he knew that Accardo was still afraid of the proud production capacity of the United States, so he had to play the advantage that gave the Americans a headache in the case of superior forces.

Otherwise, the Essex-class aircraft carriers, with their production speed like dumpling into the ocean, would soon lose control of the entire Atlantic in the Third Reich. Even if the United States did not have the courage to land and retake Britain in the end, it would be a huge loss for the Third Reich to lose the Atlantic, wouldn't it?

Lutjans heard Raeder's words and thought for a few seconds with his hands behind his back. He knows that it is not easy to replenish naval aviation, but to say that there are still reserves. Even if the German naval aviation now loses half of its strength, replenishes it to full strength and ensures quality, the navy can do it. So he gritted his teeth and made a ruthless decision to continue fighting: "Order! Take off the third wave of attack planes! I want to see if the Americans' carrier-based planes are impregnable! Can they really be invulnerable!"

He gave the order to continue the attack, so on the deck of the aircraft carrier of the German naval fleet, the third wave of attack aircraft that had long been ready to continue, began to start its engines, so that the propellers turned against the wind. With one command after another, these Stuka bombers and more escort FW-190 fighters rushed into the sky one after another, and above the carrier, they formed a neat attack formation and flew into the distance.

Watching the planes take off again, Ruttejens nervously pulled out the pocket watch on his chest and looked at the time on it—1 o'clock in the afternoon. The results of the second wave of attack aircraft had not yet been heard, and what Lütjens feared most now was to let the British delay the decisive battle of the naval battle until the night when the German navy was at its weakest.

"Marshal Raeder, let's prepare the battleship force and the heavy cruiser force for battle...... If the fleet is unable to win during the day, then the enemy will surely come and try to divide the victory with artillery battles during the night. Lütjans tucked his pocket watch back into his pocket and suggested to Admiral Raeder beside him.

Redder nodded, of course he knew what the other party was insisting on at this time. The first reason was that if the Allied fleet retreated north, the slower transport fleet would be exposed to the blows of the German Navy, and the second reason was that the other side was still in the mood to turn the tide of the war and was ready to bite the German Navy back.

At the same time, on the bridge of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal, Dudley Pound, with his hands behind his back, looked through the porthole at the wreckage of the cruiser that had begun to sink, and gave the combat order to approach the German fleet: "Turn around! Due east, lean towards the German fleet!"

Exactly as Lütjans guessed, the veteran admiral of the British Royal Navy was planning to defeat the German High Seas Fleet at this moment. He even thought more ideally, that is, to use the German fleet to consume the American fleet, and then when night came, the battleships of the British Royal Navy would destroy the German fleet.

In this way, Britain would be able to end the war more dignifiedly, and even seek the possibility of retaking its homeland if the Atlantic Ocean returned to British control. Dudley Pound didn't care about the slightest loss, because compared to the nouveau riche Germany, the British Royal Navy still had battleships, and it still lost money!

In addition, there was a hidden arrow that was being fired at the back of the German High Seas Fleet. Dudley Pound was secretly excited about his plan: he quietly ordered the Royal Navy's battleship Villain, as well as the battleship Nelson, on the west side of Iceland, to move southeast from their original positions, just in time for the battle at nightfall to encircle the German fleet.

Including these two battleships, the four battleships of the British Navy had a numerical advantage...... As soon as half of the German fleet was sunk, the control of the sea in the Atlantic was again in the hands of the Royal Navy.

"Send a signal to the USS Franklin! Let them take off all the fighters that can fight, and be sure to ensure the safety of the fleet above the fleet before nightfall!" Dudley Pound watched the bow of the sunken cruiser finally sink to the surface, and added an order: "Let the carrier-based planes of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal also take off! It is better to beat the Germans into hesitation, and then we will be sure of victory!"

Just as Dudley Pound had expected, just a few minutes earlier, Ruttejens had indeed wavered. He hesitated to take off more carrier-based aircraft and fight with the other party here. But Dudley Pound missed a man...... No one knows better than Accardo the U.S. Navy's superiority in the speed of construction, and if he misses this decisive battle, it is possible that the number of aircraft carriers of the Americans will be equal to that of the Germans.

This was clearly not the situation Accardo wanted to see, so he decided to eat the Royal Navy before the Americans could muster more forces – as for the USS Franklin, it was just a free dish that was obtained by accident.

"Take off the 4th wave of attack aircraft group!" Lütjans, who owned seven aircraft carriers before and after, finally got over the addiction of a wealthy tyrant. When he made up his mind and planned to annihilate the Allied Atlantic Fleet, the German aircraft carrier fleet finally showed its superiority - before the Allied fleet's aircraft carriers took off the third wave of fighters to intercept the German planes, Germany had already taken off the fourth wave of attack planes and rushed towards the Allied fleet.

At this time, the second wave of attack planes appeared over the Allied fleet, and the loss of US Navy fighter pilots immediately rose to a new height: At the beginning, the Germans did not arrange so many fighter escorts; the second wave of attack planes escorted as many as 28 German fighters, and in an instant, only 16 American fighters remained.

Watching one friendly fighter after another in the sky be shot down, the Allied fleet began to worry about whether it would be able to survive until nightfall. After all, it was a fateful naval battle, and Dudley Pound finally clenched his fists and gave the order for the carrier-based aircraft on the aircraft carrier Ark Royal to take off early.

"In a short period of time, I made up my mind to fight a decisive battle...... The Germans have no need to fight against the water, does the commander of the other side also have the heart of iron as strong as Nelson?" Unconsciously, Dudley Pound, whose forehead was already covered with sweat, muttered quietly.