My Third Empire

Three Hundred and Ninety-Seven so Aggrieved

The dilapidated British port is full of smoke and fire after being bombed, but now there is a well-dressed military band standing here, beating gongs and drums to celebrate something. Many military and political officials, including the Secretary of the Navy and the British Prime Minister, stood on the pier to welcome the heroes of the British Navy back to Hong Kong to the sound of majestic music.

The naming of submarines in the British Navy is very complicated. Some levels are named after rivers, and some are named after gods. Compared with the simple and neat u plus numbers of the German Navy, it seems much more humane. Of course, if you talk about efficiency, it seems that it is not as simple and convenient as uxx.

The Odin submarine is not an advanced British submarine. In fact, the reason why this submarine was able to touch the Baltic Sea was entirely due to the British Navy's reconnaissance mission, not a planned assassination.

However, the captain of the Odin submarine is currently using the legendary German submarine captain, the nicknamed "Battleship Terminator" Prien as his idol. He has been thinking about making a name for himself by sneak attacking the German port, so this time he made his own decision , ran to adventure activities near the Kiel military port, and the crew was so scared that they were covered in cold sweat.

However, the goddess of luck still patronized the Odin, so that the submarine encountered the negligent German naval trial fleet. Looking at the two huge German aircraft carriers not far away, the captain of the Odin submarine ordered to launch a torpedo. In the end, amidst the extremely reluctant laments, the crew desperately launched 4 torpedoes. As a result, due to the problem of training level, two torpedoes missed the target and hit a direction that was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the target. Only two torpedoes hit the target. To the German aircraft carrier.

Confused, the British submarine Odin sank the No. 5 aircraft carrier that had just been launched by the German Navy, scaring the No. 6 aircraft carrier with the destroyer escort and fled. The Odin submarine took advantage of the chaos to get rid of the German anti-submarine destroyer. After two days and two nights of absconding, he finally fled back to the British port.

That's why there was this scene in Hong Kong. Churchill needed a victory too much, the battered British side needed a victory too much, and the British people who were on the verge of collapse needed a victory too much. The long drought is like nectar, and the group of German idiots just sent the British a victory that is definitely worth celebrating.

"Have all the reporters been found?" Churchill proudly asked his confidant, the Secretary of the Navy, who had just received the King's commendation for this victory, so he naturally nodded in a good mood: "All are here, Prime Minister... the United States Some of the important newspaper reporters have been invited. There will be music playing later, as well as medals and bonuses."

"We can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Churchill put his hands behind his back, with a long-lost smile on his face: "As long as Britain can survive the current crisis, the Americans will see through the Germans dominating Europe in a few months. The upside... we'll be able to maintain a decent ending then."

"A few months?" The Secretary of the Navy lowered his head and asked softly, "The Queen Elizabeth is going north, and the Repulse has been refitted and re-launched. I think as long as there are no problems,

We can still do it for a few months, right? "

"You still don't understand." Churchill said with a sigh: "It's not easy to survive these few months... What we have to withstand is not the Germans' landing on the English Channel, which is destined to be disastrous, but Maintain that vital supply line in the North Atlantic!"

"The information sent by the intelligence department corrected some of our erroneous data before the war, such as the number of submarines in the German Navy." The Minister of the Navy thought for a while and said: "A rough estimate is that Germany should now have at least 200 submarines and maintain the North Atlantic route. The number on board is about 60 or so."

"It's these 60 submarines, just like the fishbone stuck in my throat when I eat, which makes me sick and sick!" Churchill said helplessly: "You know? Dozens of transport ships are sunk every day." , civilian ships, fishing boats... If you can't ensure the safety of the route, then these few months are enough to completely collapse the UK."

"I've tried my best, we've sunk 2 U-boats these days, there's been a proposal to use high-powered searchlights mounted on airplanes to find U-subs, there's been a proposal to put cannons on merchant ships to trick U-subs...we're trying all of these things ’” replied the Secretary of the Admiralty, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Churchill patted the shoulder of the Secretary of the Navy, and said with relief: "I know you are working hard. We are also working hard. We are developing new computing equipment, hoping to crack the German military codes. In addition, we are researching radar systems, new The fighter jets are also in the process of being intensively designed... Our foundation is no worse than that of the Germans, what Akado can do, I, Churchill, can do as well!"

The British prime minister gritted his teeth when he mentioned the German head of state, Arkador Rudolph. Since he took over the current British mess, he has been suppressed by that opponent in Berlin everywhere, which makes him very unhappy. But when he was gritting his teeth and about to scold Akado, the Secretary of the Navy beside him interrupted him excitedly.

I saw this confidant pointing at the sea and shouting happily: "Look! Look! The Odin submarine is back!"

On the distant sea, there was indeed a submarine slowly sailing into the port, and beside it was the British destroyer in charge of piloting. Immediately, there was a burst of cheers on the pier. It was the British sailors who came to watch and those who finally got the good news. British journalists.

The big rock in his heart finally fell to the ground, and Churchill also put on a smile on his face. In the past month, God had played tricks on him too many times, so he couldn't believe the victory he had won until the last moment.

"It should be foolproof this time!" Churchill looked towards the sea and exclaimed with a foul breath.

The submarine docked and got on the hanging ladder. One by one, the submariners jumped onto the pier. The applause continued for a long time. The last time the treatment of the German submarine U47 was replaced by the British Odin, a port and a pier were changed. , once again.

"Mr. Captain! Would you like to introduce every detail of your voyage in detail!" A female reporter squeezed in the front of the crowd, ready to record with a small notebook.

"May I ask what you think of the largest and newest aircraft carrier of the German Navy that you have sunk?" A reporter rushed out of the crowd and asked.

"Is the aircraft carrier really invincible? Mr. Captain, do you think the submarine can become the nemesis of German submarines?" An American reporter also asked his own question.

The pier was full of excitement, and under the constant flashing of spotlights, Churchill presented the captain of the submarine Odin with an exquisite medal representing honor.

Then Churchill stopped all the reporters and said with a smile: "Guys, everyone must have seen that our heroes are exhausted now! What they need is a rest. Later, the reporter of the Times will conduct an exclusive interview with the heroes. , the interview records provided by then will definitely not disappoint everyone!..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the piercing air defense siren at the port howled. All the reporters packed up their cameras in a panic and prepared to run away, and the scene on the entire pier immediately became chaotic.

Churchill suddenly had an urge to scold his mother. He really wanted to know why Germany's counterattack was always so just right, and it always made him want to cry. When he was helped to the entrance of the air-raid shelter, he raised his head to look at the sky, and saw the terrifying scene that kept him silent for a while.

130 Butcher strategic bombers and 90 -217 medium bombers, escorted by 110 FW-190D fighter jets, flew densely over the distant sky like locusts passing through. Obviously these terrible bomber groups did not target this port, so the air defense alarm did not continue to sound.

Looking in the direction, this huge bomber group was flying to London to carry out the bombing mission. Churchill stood there helplessly, as if he had something to say, but he seemed unable to say a word. Beside him, an American reporter who had the courage to poke his head out, saw the huge formation of planes in the sky that he had never seen before, and raised his camera.

"Boom!" The spotlight flashed, startling Churchill in a daze. The wonderful music of the original military band has long since disappeared, and the lively interviews and award ceremony on the pier have also been replaced by a mess-a good victory interview seems to have changed, and now only the sound from the distant sky remains. The hum of the engine made everyone feel extremely depressed.

Activities such as interviews and promotions did not continue, because everyone knew that London at this moment might already be in flames. Several British journalists hurried back to London to witness the birth of another news, and more other journalists were scared out of their wits by the overwhelming German bombers flying over their heads, and had no intention of continuing their interviews.

"Back to London!" Churchill said to the secretaries and entourage officials with a gloomy face, "This time we seem to be busy again."

Now that the Prime Minister was leaving, a group of journalists also left, leaving behind the captain of the Odin, who seemed to have experienced a ups and downs that ended hastily without beginning.

The next day, the headline on the front page of The Times of London was "A Heinous Crime - German War Madmen Bloodbathed London". The news of the sinking of the German aircraft carrier that Churchill placed high hopes on was only a rough report on the back of the second edition.

The report of the New York Times in the United States almost made Churchill vomit three liters of blood, because the front page headline of this newspaper was a photo, which was taken looking up at the sky, which was densely covered with German bombers. The title was very interesting: "Britain How long can a person last?"

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