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"It's already four o'clock..." There are always sorrows in my ears that penetrate time and space, and some things are no longer there. Wang Heidi subconsciously raised her head, and her deep eyes took back from the old newspaper that said, "China and Japan signed the "Four Treaties of China and Japan", and the Japanese attempted to take over all rights and interests of Shandong Province from the empire in legal terms." Looking at Wilhelmshaven in the turmoil.

The door of the apartment was knocked, and the assistant of the commander of the First Reconnaissance Fleet, personally appointed by Franz von Hippel, commander-in-chief of the Ocean Fleet, Erich Hepner, who had worked in the Military Law Department of William Naval Base, brought a cup of warm water and walked in, putting more than ten pills on a small tray on the table.

"Hepna, are you sure I need so many medicines?" Looking at the standard German face of Sergeant Erich Hepna who had just taken office for less than three days, Wang Hepna frowned unconsciously. It should be noted that before Erich Hepna was an assistant, there were always four medicines in his pocket - sleeping pills, calming pills, cigarettes and Haoke!

"General, you overestimate your physical condition." Erich Hepna said calmly with a tense face: "I have consulted the doctors at the base hospital. They told me that you have mild depression, anorexia, gastrointestinal and coronary heart disease, don't quit smoking and alcohol, and never take medicine on time!"

Hepner mercilessly exposed Wang Heidi's physical condition. The lieutenant general who had not yet walked out of the bad news that "Japanese people shooting at Chinese marching" rarely became honest and swallowed the pills with half a cup of warm water.

"What's the weather in the North Sea?" Wang Heidi picked up her military uniform from the head of the bed.

It was a dark blue tweed military uniform with lieutenant general's eaves and ribbons and a Class Iron Cross. The German naval officer's uniform was a dark double-breasted jacket, paired with 10 brass buttons and gold silk sleeves, white gloves and a matching spire hat, while the ordinary sailor uniform was a jacket, sailor pants, dark lapel jacket, white and blue shirt, paired with three stripes, silk scarf, grey gloves and a high-brimmed dome hat.

The uniforms of the team and naval flight soldiers are somewhat varied compared to those of the surface ship officers and soldiers: under the influence of Vedigan, gray baseball caps, pilot jackets and goggles have become unwritten clothes for all captains. Ordinary submarine soldiers have sleeveless shirts and shorts. Some of the flight soldiers have some imitations of Hannasha, wearing purple silk scarves around their necks. Some of them imitate the army's genius pilot Oswald Polk, who will never wear a pilot's helmet and let their long hair float.

While wearing clothes, Wang Heidi recalled the bitterness of the pills that penetrated into the bone marrow, and a sentence came out after a long time.

"The Fusen reconnaissance ship cruising near the Dutch coastline reported that the heavy fog in the southern North Sea had subsided most. Meteorologists at the shipyard determined that tomorrow would be a sunny day! The Belka reconnaissance ship in Ba, near the Skaglak Strait reported that the weather in the northern North Sea was good."

"This is good news..." After tied the last copper Fengji buckle, the dark military uniform was already worn. Wang Heidi picked up a few boxes of sleeping pills and calming pills and walked towards the apartment corridor: "Let Fusen keep the radio silent, and Ba's Berkar report to me every half an hour."

(Gorgeous dividing line)

April 28, 1915 at 5:12 pm.

The misty commotion finally turned into a riot. The main fleet of the Ocean Fleet anchored at the anchorage of Jed Bay, the 17 main battleships of the Fifth Reserve Battle Fleet, the five old Caesar Frederick III-class battleships slowly approached the dock. Thousands of logistics soldiers from William's base, large cranes, heavy trucks and small trolleys shuttled through the military port, supply hoses. The hanging baskets loading coal, spare parts of warships, lifesaving, damage pipes and medical equipment were placed on the loading dock in an orderly manner.

The abnormal movements of the Ocean Fleet naturally could not be concealed by the residents of Wilhelmshaven and the intelligence personnel hidden there. Looking at the dense warships in the Bay Area, like forests of guns and mainmasts, and the intense supply work. Everyone knew that the war in the North Sea, which had been quiet for more than a month, was rekindled. Whenever they thought of this, the people of the empire unconsciously felt a strong sense of pride, and the intelligence personnel of the Allied were pale. The intelligence personnel of the neutral country could not wait to make trouble.

The hose that transports heavy oil and fresh water was carried on the warship by the logistics soldiers on their shoulders and carried onto the warship. Due to the lack of oil resources in the Empire, and the concerns about the interruption of British sea transportation lines during wartime, most of the Empire's warships used coal-fired boilers with poor thermal efficiency and difficult maintenance. However, oil-fired boilers were developed after all, and the Empire established heavy oil reserve warehouses a long time ago, so the Empire also installed some of the main ships using full oil-fired boilers, light cruisers using kerosene mixed boilers, and destroyers using all oil-fired boilers.

The sea has never lacked water resources. Sadly, these visible and accessible resources cannot be used as domestic water because of their high salt content and high hardness. They are also prone to form a layer of scale on the water valves and water pipes of warships that reduce the thermal efficiency of the boiler, which causes corrosion to the boiler, so they were no longer used in boilers a long time ago, and fresh water resources on the ship became crucial.

Although freshwater circulation devices and high-power seawater desalination equipment have appeared on new warships, and there are no longer many freshwater resources required on these warships, many old ships still use old power systems and limited-power freshwater production equipment, requiring a large amount of freshwater.

In order to allow warships to carry enough water resources, ship designers had to find another way. As a result, the warship's siloed objects turned into fresh water, and the protection of important parts underwater was also handed over to a water storage compartment with certain defense capabilities.

Ordinary civilian ships and fishing boats can unscrupulously use a variety of pressing objects to ensure the stability of the ship and enhance the resistance to wind and waves. However, on warships with every inch of land, water storage tanks are usually used to provide payload pressure for warships, which can flexibly adjust the center of gravity of the ship and store fresh water. At the same time, these water storage tanks are also called wet tanks because they are attached to both sides and bottom cabins of important cabins and exist as underwater defense structures.

Compared with the water and fueling work of warships, the coal replenishment work seems a bit heavy.

In the early days of the steam era, in order to strengthen the cooperation ability of warship officers and soldiers, all crew members were given the principle of moving coal and unloading coal together. This principle was the first to be in name only in the Royal Navy, because the awesome captains insisted that the navy was an elegant and gentlemanly profession, and moving coal and unloading coal was not in line with the naval tradition. Therefore, this work became the patent of ordinary sailors, and boilers who deal with coal and boilers all day long were also considered the most humble position of a warship. The commander of the pilot was not included in the ranks of officers for a long time.

The tampered tradition brought endless troubles to the Royal Navy, causing a class barrier between boiler soldiers and general officers. It was not until the Fisher era that changed. Fortunately, the German Navy was a navy that was young and popular enough. It was not like the Royal Navy being affected by the so-called naval tradition. It did not have so many rules and aristocratic pride.

It has to be said that most German captains have superb business qualities and can lead by example. Most of them strictly follow the principle of collective coal-fired transport. Even if the new warships already have colander-type coal-fired automatic devices, the captains still command on the spot, not caring about the annoying cinders, and never ignore boilers.

The captain and the engineer were busy arranging and dispatching the ship to the ship with coal. The crane lifted baskets of coal onto the deck, and then the boiler soldier used a cart to send the coal to the entrance of the loader.

The loader of the warship is funnel-shaped, and the advantage is that it can evenly fill the storage compartment and easily shovel coal from the bottom. The coal storage compartment is usually located near the boiler compartment to reduce the workload of the boiler and improve efficiency. Of course, these coal storage compartments also have similar functions as freshwater compartments. Compared with the wet compartment that stores fuel and freshwater, the coal storage compartment is once again a dry compartment. It is found in large quantities near the waterline belt and the upper armor belt, providing side-side protection power for the warships.

What is in parallel with adding coal and water and replenishing fuel oil is the conveying ammunition.

The transportation of small and medium-caliber shells is quite convenient, but those main shells with a caliber of more than 280 mm only have room for madness. Due to the structural strength and processing level, unlike the integrated fixed-loading shells of small and medium-caliber artillery, the main shells are divided into warheads and launching medicines. Dark blue warheads with a weight of more than 300 kilograms are neatly arranged on the deck with the help of a crane. Then they are transported to the replenishment ports and lifted from the crane to the ammunition warehouse. When the bags of bags or bags of launching medicines placed in silk fabrics or metal containers, you need to be more careful! During the replenishment process, these violent chemical substances cannot be damp or heated. You must know that these things are not a joke when they get angry!

The danger of the process of transporting ammunition can be imagined. When the last launching medicine pack contained in a metal container is sent to the underwater ammunition depot of the main ship, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

"Since the Ocean Fleet has been replenished..."

Marshal Reinhardscher, who was just promoted to the Imperial Navy Minister last month, could not let go of the stars and the sea. When the war was approaching, he abandoned his office in Berlin without hesitation and plunged into Wilhelmshaven.

At this time, the Imperial Navy Minister turned his back to the sunset of Wilhelmshaven and a light cruiser formation lined up to leave the port. Looking at his old partner Franz von Hippel, who had a faint gray temple, asked with a slight smug look:

"Then, let's head north?"

The cable tied to the dock was untied, and the heavy anchor was pulled out of the silt at the bottom of the sea. Four king-class battleships of the Seventh Battleship Detachment sprayed coal smoke and slowly drove away from the Wilhelmshaven dock with the help of the tugboat. Hippel swept the corner of his eyes, who was a little unhappy because of Erich Hepna's existence, and climbed up the gangway of the battleship Frederick the Great with a chuckling.

"Yes, let's head north!"

The song started, and the memories were far and near, making you unable to tell whether this night was the Zutland in March or the longer Dogel Sands. In a trance, one majestic steel ship after another sailed away from the dock and lined up in the deep waters of Jade Bay. The Navy Minister Scher, who was struggling to be familiar with office life, stood there blankly, intimately reciting the names of each battleship, and his eyes were filled with gray mist.

The seventeen main battleships of the Ocean Fleet lined up into four search formations and slowly sailed towards the Bay of Helgolan, which was dyed with sunset. Wang Heidi put his rough hands on his eyebrows, faced the soft light of the dusk, and watched the battleship Frederick the Great, flying high in the flagship flag, sink into the gorgeous sea.

At this time, the Imperial Navy Minister, who was considered to be brave and unsuitable to command a fleet, suddenly raised his arms and shouted to the subsequent auxiliary warships:

"Germany Navy, los!los!los!"

Wang Heidi shrugged his nose, lowered his rough hands above his brow, glanced at the direction where Erich Hepna was, quietly approached the lost and sad Reinhadsher, and said with a tense face:

"The First Reconnaissance Fleet will set out in an hour. Marshal, as long as you allow me to bring a bottle of Haoke on the ship, I will invite you to follow the First Reconnaissance Fleet..."..
Chapter completed!