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Chapter 3 Keywords—Smothering Plan (4)

Just like the strange political situation in the Mediterranean, its weather is so cult. Western Europe is about to get moldy, and the Adriatic Sea, which has just ended its warm and humid winter, is dry and boring.

On a cool morning, the rising sun hung lazily on the low ridges of the Albanian coastline. The thin sea fog disappeared early, and a few wisps of coal smoke jumped out of the sea level. Soon, a steel fleet with the most beautiful Victorian Navy painted in the steam era, and the rice flag slowly approached the Albanian coastline.

There is no doubt that this is a British fleet composed of fourteen warships. The core of the fleet is seven large transport ships, two fear-class front dreadnoughts, two Apollo-class second-class protective cruisers and four A-class destroyers in a standard escort formation, accompanied the seven fully loaded transport ships heading towards the Albanianav Basil area, the scheduled landing ground, the Albanianav Basil area.

"It seems that the Italians will not take action." The bad news has not been heard for a long time. The interim commander of the landing fleet and the former deputy commander of the Third Battleship Fleet, Brigadier General Freeman Terr, could finally relax.

The complexity of the Mediterranean situation after the Battle of Mudros Bay and the North Sea did not disappoint the famous "Balkans". After Bulgaria and Gate declared war on Serbia, although Italy and Romania announced strict neutrality, the world's knowledgeable people only thought they were lying when they opened their eyes.

Romania is just a small Balkan country, and it is insignificant, but Italy is the first-class industrialized country. Once it turns to its ally, the situation in the Mediterranean will inevitably become corrupt.

Testing the Italians' attitude and bottom line towards the Allies has become the top priority. With Belfort's insistence, this landing fleet that reinforced Albania and tentatively tested Italy set off.

This was a dangerous journey. Mudros Bay equipped the landing fleet with two old-fashioned battleships with a standard displacement of 15,000 tons, two double-mounted 305mm heavy artillery and 16 2-pound guns. Two started construction from 1889 to 1892 with a standard displacement of 3.600 tons. Two 6-inch main guns, six 4.7-mm secondary guns, and four B-class destroyers that were put into service after 1895, but this escort force is just a scum in front of those who are interested.

Although the Austro-Hungarian Empire could not reach the Aegean Sea, the British Empire's every move could not be hidden from Italy. Even if the Italians were unlikely to go barefoot, once they leaked their intelligence, this would be an absolute disaster for the landing fleet.

Brigadier General Fremantle thought about it repeatedly and finally decided to sneak out of Mudros Bay at night and arrive in the Albanian basil area in the early morning. After completing his landing, he retreated quickly.

As of now, Belfort's adventure is quite successful. Although Italy has a tendency to turn toward the Allies, they dare not underestimate the foundation of the Allies.

"Col. The Panther destroyer has contacted the Albanian guerrillas." The captain of the Battleship of the Rebels pointed to the beach in front of the ridge of the coast and reminded.

"Send flag words and notify the transport ship to transfer and land. Be careful of the rest of the ships!" Brigadier General Freeman Terr issued a landing order with great enthusiasm, and regretted it after half an hour.

"Brother General. The situation is not good!" In the microphone, the lookout's voice was a little deformed. Freeman Tell raised the high-power telescope in front of his chest and saw the Gurgward destroyer full of smoke through the narrow porthole of the commander tower.

In the waters northwest of the landing field, the Gurgward destroyer desperately released smoke and issued an early warning sign to the flagship Resistance.

There is no need for signal soldiers to translate the information sent by the Vulture. In the telescope lens of the Brigadier General, a steel fleet with a red and white crown and naval flag was told to come straight.

"It's Austrian! Nine large warships, four cruisers, nine small warships!"

Without comparing with the ship identification manual carefully prepared by the Admiralty, Brigadier Freeman Terr, who had been in the Mediterranean for more than a month, could recognize the true appearance of the three large warships with gray painted painted, four carrying triple main guns, and a short hull and compact superstructure at a glance.

Joint Power Level! This is a standard displacement of 19,698 tons, equipped with four double-mounted 305mm main guns, 12 150mm secondary guns, waterline with main armor 280mm, turret armor 200-305mm, and a maximum speed of 20 knots!

"The Austro-Hungarian Fleet's first battleship, the three joint force-class battleships, the second battleship, the three old battleships, the third battleship, the erzherzog-karl, the Friedrich, the erzherzog-ferdinand-max, the three old battleships, the first cruiser Maria Theresia, the Ox-Karl, the St. George three armored cruisers, the third cruiser four Helgolan-class second-class protective cruisers!"

The well-trained Royal Navy staff are still confirming the number and size of the enemy fleet, but Brigadier General Freeman Terl, who is in a mess, can no longer listen to these cold data. Brigadier General Terl, who once concealed that the Italians did not have the courage to betray the Allies, seemed to have been slapped heavily in the face and was temporarily lost.

It is somewhat similar to the history of the rise of the German navy. Before the end of the 18th century, Austria, the predecessor of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, did not have an established navy. After the Seven Years' War, Austria, which suffered a great loss at sea, suddenly woke up and began to form its own navy. As of 1914, through a century of accumulation, the Austro-Hungarian Empire built a powerful fleet, including three dreadnoughts, three quasi-dreadnoughts, six old battleships, four sea defense ships, three armored cruisers, two protective cruisers and three reconnaissance cruisers.

It is obvious that the Austro-Hungarian Empire has moved out its entire family, and the small fleet of Brigadier General Freman Terr is absolutely unavailable.

"Damn Italian brokers, they fooled the British Empire and the whole time!"

The sound of rapid-fire cannons came from his ears, and the Brigadier General reacted and jumped on his feet to scold the Italians for being despicable and shameless. After all, the Royal Navy still had the foundation to traverse the seven seas. Brigadier General Freeman Terr, who calmed down, issued a series of effective commands almost based on his instinct.

"Signal soldiers, send flags. Let the transport ships approach the coastline as close as possible to land. The beaching is also at ease! Notify the destroyer formation to retreat and retreat to the south with all their might. I will send a report to the Naval Command of the Mudros Bay, asking for support and response from the French. The remaining ships of the escort fleet raise the Z-flag. We must win time for the Army brothers!"

It is too late to retreat, except for the B-type destroyer. Even if the escort fleet drops the transport ship and flees, the old ships will not be able to run past the new warships of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Instead of fighting to the death like a reckless man, it is better to cover the transport ship to land on the beach and win a glimmer of hope for the army.

The cruisers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire opened fire. The 240mm and 150mm armor-piercing bombs formed a terrible barrage around the Sirius cruiser and the Vulture destroyer. The Vulture destroyer was quickly torn to pieces, and the Sirius fire surged into the sky and struggled to support it.

The horn of the Mi-flag battle was then played. In the Adriatic Sea far away from the center of Europe, the Royal Navy fought hard for Britain's pride. The Battleship Resistance and the Battleship Defence rushed over and blocked the weak transport ships with their unsolid bodies. The cruiser Apollo launched a desperate charge at the end of the Austro-Hungarian fleet column. The three B-type destroyers refused to retreat, and they gathered on the left side of the two old battleships to release smoke to cover them.

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

When Brigadier General Freeman Terl asked for help from the Bay of Muderos, Lieutenant General Pierre Alexis, the French Navy, who was the highest in the Mediterranean, was embarrassed to find that he could no longer send more reinforcements.

Five minutes ago, Lieutenant General Pierre Alexis, who was once the youngest captain in France and was ordered to command the Marine Corps in June 1914, had just sent away a blockade fleet consisting of two Guba-class battleships, one Dandong-class old battleship, one Duncan-class old battleship and three cruisers. Because a transport fleet transporting materials to the port of Thessalonika in Greece was attacked by a battle patrol and a light cruiser in the Ottoman Navy, the entire army was destroyed.

"The Greeks' intelligence is indeed accurate. Two armored cruisers, four transport ships and a coal ship are indeed a big fish!"

When the Ottoman Navy commander-in-chief General Wilheim Sorochin put down his telescope, a notice of death from the Allied Transport Fleet was issued.

In the Aegean Sea, only 30 nautical miles away from the Port of Thessalonika, a small-scale slash-breaking ended. In his previous life, the Italian-made armored cruiser, the USS George Evlov, served until 1952, but in this life, the USS George Evlov failed to hold on for five minutes in front of the fierce German gunners, and overturned and sunk due to the violent explosion of the boiler compartment. Three minutes later, the USS Aphrotid armored cruiser donated by the American expatriates could not hold on. A 150mm armor-piercing projectile pierced the side armor and triggered the ammunition depot to explode.

Before the only escort force of the transport fleet disappeared, the cruiser Mittier (Blaures) had sunk three transport ships full of arms and a coal ship. The remaining two transport ships saw that the situation was not good, and soon hung up the white flag to surrender.

Don't wonder why the Allied Transport Fleet was escorted by two Greek armored cruisers. In fact, the Greeks' naval possessions, including the former dreadnoughts of the Limonos and the Helches, the Aphrotied and George Evlov's armored cruisers, have become the trophy "seized" by the Allied. Don't wonder why the Greeks who were inclined to the Allied informed the Ottomans of the dead, and not mention the navy that was stewed in a pot, the fleet stationed in Greece and the 20,000 Allied Army was enough to make the Greeks revenge on the world. Don't wonder why the Allied Congress attacked the Greeks, because on the third day after Bulgaria and Negoro declared war on Serbia and the Albanian government lost most of its territory again, the Greek Kingdom secretly formulated a timetable for joining the Allied.

In short, this is a confusing account, and only the so-called Ottoman Navy has benefited.

The soldiers on the two transport ships were escorted to the USS Avos battle patrol, and the USS Mittier light patrol fired torpedoes at the two transport ships.

Deafening explosions were heard continuously on the sea surface filled with smoke, the sea water was beating, the porthole was shaking, and the scene of the Allied transport ship sinking was written into Lütjens's heart.

"Do you know, Rauf, I'll report the bad debts of the Balkan War for you..."

The fine sunlight shone on the Avos battle cruiser bridge, stabbing Gunther Lütjens on the way back could hardly open his eyes. Yes, the young man's eyes were red and swollen, but he would never admit that he missed Rausv who died in the Battle of Mudros Bay.

"Since I have saved my life from Mudros Bay, and since I have become the only survivor of the Hamideye patrol, then I should get this blood debt back! The French should set up a blockade in the Strait of Dardanelles to stop us? Then let's make a move!"

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

On the eve of the Mediterranean chaos, the German Wilhelmshaven Ocean Fleet Command.

Some faded pocket watches were opened, and the sketches of the youthful age were no longer visible, and the pointer pointed directly at 2:59.

"I can't hear the roar of the steam engine, the smoke from the warships, the bumps of the sea, and the experience of waiting at the headquarters and waiting for news is really bad."

The cigarette was lit, and the light blue smoke rose in the combat command room of the Wilhelmshaven Ocean Fleet Command. Deputy Commander Wang Heidi slightly raised his eyelids, and some people couldn't wait to jump in his eyes.

Franz von Hippel, commander-in-chief of the Ocean Fleet, was unwilling to pay attention to Wang Heidi's whining. He was rational and sat quietly on the sofa to watch the Army's battle report on the Western Front.

"Silem, you are already a lieutenant general and deputy commander of the Ocean Fleet. The empire no longer needs you to sacrifice yourself for life. You have to get used to the days of planning in the combat command room."

I don't know whether Reinhard Schell's words were to advise Wang Heidi, who could not bear the loneliness, or the inner monologue of the old sailor who had been promoted to the Imperial Navy Minister and could not easily follow the fleet to go out to sea. In short, the lonely Schell put down the cup of bitter coffee that he had been reluctant to taste, stood up from the chair of the man, and swayed to the sand table in the center of the command room.

There are many exquisitely shaped models placed on the sand table. The large fleet is huddled in Scapa Bay. The first patrol fleet is deployed in Harriche Port, the third light patrol fleet is deployed on the west coast. Two destroyers are scattered in the main ports on the east coast. The Strait fleet is gathered in the port of Dover and several shipyards.

The bells in the command room began to report the time, and a crisp sound came from the command room. Lieutenant General Mawei, who was about to fall asleep, opened his eyes unwillingly, Lieutenant General Schmidt lost the chess game that Lieutenant General Bihanik must win, and the fleet staff pretending to be busy stopped and stood there, with a slightly excited look frozen on the faces of the three Navy giants.

Admiral Reinhard Schell, the minister of the army, leaped his eyes suddenly, and maybe he stole another or two cups of Hauke's deputy commander Wang Heidi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, nodded at General Hippel. The latter stood up and wanted to access the radio room phone to send out the shocking voice:

"Notify the teams that the choking plan begins!"
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