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Chapter 9 A gorgeous ending, a new chapter of collapse (6)

"The Collingwood, the Mediterranean Rescue Fleet may operate on its own as appropriate, Grand Fleet Command, April 29, 1915.-./-./"

The ambiguity of the telegram from the Grand Fleet Command put Colonel Clement Ley in a dilemma.

Colonel Ley could see the subtext of Admiral Jackson. The commander-in-chief of the Great Fleet originally thought he could take him out of the German naval shelling London incident, but he never expected that the Germans' ultimate goal was not Scapa Bay or the Thames, but the Mediterranean rescuing fleet that Jackson rushed back day and night under his repeated orders.

Jackson dared not give up the Mediterranean return fleet, which included a combat power including a super-dreadnought, six old battleships and thousands of officers and soldiers. Once Jackson gave up on them, the post-war liquidation would undoubtedly shake his already unsolicited commander-in-chief.

But Jackson did not dare to issue a rescue order. The power of the First Reconnaissance Fleet was self-evident. Although the Great Fleet owned a dreadnought near Portsmouth Harbor, the Collingwood might not be able to save the return fleet, but might instead take itself in. Once the latter occurs, Jackson, who issued the rescue order, had to take command responsibility, and then everything would be really over.

So Jackson, as always, issued instructions full of shirks and shirks, kicking the ball to Clement Ley.

Action by yourself! Captain Collingwood is not a blind and arrogant person. Facing the first reconnaissance fleet with the strongest strength in the Ocean Fleet, the best choice is to turn the course and retreat to Portsmouth Port, which is protected by fortress guns, but Admiral Jackson's hint and the Mediterranean return fleet's "Brothers" telegrams for help really touched Clement Ley's ocean heart.

It is not the style of a British gentleman to be saved, not to mention that once the Mediterranean return fleet is wiped out, the rescue force closest to the Collingwood will undoubtedly suffer from criticism from all walks of life in Britain.

"Take brothers?" The staff officer snorted coldly: "Take us to martyrdom together?"

As soon as the word "rescue" was released, opposition came like a tide, and the determination was so strong that Captain Clement Ley was shocked.

Looking back at the time when the European war broke out, the Royal Navy was full of morale. Reginald, the commander of the Harric Fleet, dared to go deep into the Helgolan Bay with just over a dozen light patrols and destroyers. Admiral Jelico, who believed in "long-range blockade", faced various doubts from the military to the people every day. In contrast, Germany, the Ocean Fleet was in panic all day long. Their naval ministers even regarded the "existence fleet" theory of "waiting patiently for the end of the land war, France and Russia defeated Britain and surrendered" as a golden rule.

In less than a year, the battle of Helgolan Bay, the Battle of Conerol and the Battle of Dogel Sands. The Battle of Falkland Islands with a tiger head and a rat tail and the battle of the tragic Battle of Scarglak Strait were all lost. The adventure spirit of the Royal Navy originated from the Age of Discovery was completely gone, and it lost its most precious backbone in a series of defeats. However, the Ocean Fleet changed its cautious attitude before the war and constantly challenged and compressed the living space of the Royal Navy.

Colonel Clement Ley was unsure, but he knew that perhaps the man who was far away in Scapa Bay could make the final decision.

The telegrapher returned soon, and the reply to the frustrated man who had devoted all his hard work in Britain would not be surprising at all...

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

On the way back to the Navy headquarters from Whitehall, Arthur Belfort was in a relaxed mood. Although the Germans were attacking the Thames, Belfort knew that the Germans could not and dared not break through the defense line.

It cannot be a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack at the Thames estuary. Even if the Ocean Fleet clears the North Shore Fortress Group at a higher cost, the South Shore Fortress Group, which has only 29 kilometers of waterways at the widest point, is also competent.

I dare not be because of the stalemate between the supreme emperor of Germany and the alone navy. The Ocean Fleet was dancing on the wire. They boldly used victory to force the emperor to lose their voices, and used pragmatic naval funds and shipbuilding plans to calm the army's dissatisfaction and jealousy. However, a small defeat would be enough to lose the young and strong faction of the Ocean Fleet. Belfort would never believe that Heidi Sileme and his followers dared to trade the main ship for the ruined London.

Using troops to the city makes the whole of Britain clear from pride. Be pragmatic in the war. Faced with pressure, Belfort can form an interest alliance with Prime Minister Bonalao at the lowest cost. The left hand is the support of the Conservative Party and the Labor Party of Parliament and the great influence of the king, and the Liberal Party. The background of the Liberal Party causing Britain to slide into the abyss is vivid in my mind. After nearly a month of layout by Arthur Belfort, the entire Whitehall Street finally became the most solid back garden of the Navy.

The Londoners were angry. However, when the Admiralty held a press conference on the most unfair battle in the history of the British Empire in front of hundreds of thousands of angry Londoners, and announced in public that it would bring three Spanish-class battleships and two King Kong-class battle patrols to Britain, where the warships were withered, the Londoners immediately became the surroundings of Mr. Belfort.

The British were the ancestors of balanced diplomacy. The three Spanish-class battleships and two King Kong-class battle tours were just a little embellishment of the war of attrition. What is important is that the British Empire's naval department's grand press conference was like forcing the palace. The yellow-skinned monkeys on the Far East Japan Island no longer had excuses for perfunctory, and the Spanish government no longer had an excuse for ambiguity, because they had an ending with the Germans until death, and the German Empire would never pity the betrayers.

After the shelling of London on April 29, King Arthur's foundation in the navy had begun to show his strength. Within the navy, the Churchill faction, the bureaucrats who were eager for quick success and instant benefits were no longer threatened. Another aggressive and fearless new force was beaten and tempered by King Arthur's posing as a pretentious senior officer, and became available soldiers. It can be foreseen that in the near future, they will be gathered under King Arthur's command and become the most important part of King Arthur's naval territory.

As for the scapegoats that were bombed in London, Belford had prepared early, and even the Navy General Staff, the Third Sea Minister, and the soon-to-be-vacant Chief of the Fleet, were selected by his plan early. They were the last link of King Arthur's naval territory.

After completing these preparations, the greatest hero of the British Empire was confident that he would use an extremely risky bottom-up to completely cleanse the old Royal Navy and let the stumbled giant ship stand on the top of the ocean again. However, before the plan was about to be successful, the small episode was staged. The genius on the other side of the North Sea once again played around with the entire Britain, and the Mediterranean return fleet was his dish.

"Suffocation plan? Is it going to run out of Britain's blood? Well. Let the Collingwood retreat, our scapegoats carry the responsibility for the destruction of the Mediterranean fleet!"

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

The Moltke battleship of the USS Buyu battleship caught up with the USS Buyu's battleship, which was a distance between the USS Buyu. The Mowgians did not rush to open fire. With the advantage of speed, they needed to put the USS Moltke in the best shooting position so that all the slanted main turrets that appeared under the strong advocacy of the Emperor of the Empire could be put into use.

At 16:51, the Moltke opened fire on the Qiu Ren and swore to join the battle group of the three old battleships, Seedlitz, Magnificent, Ocean and Qiu Ren.

Although Seidlitz sank its target ship earlier, it moved its muzzle and fired a little later than Moltke.

Seedlitz spent a little time waiting for the smoke created by the Majestic battleship sunk by the explosion to disappear. When the conditions were restored, the four 305mm main turrets of the Seedlitz battleship were aimed at the Ocean immediately.

The Moltke battle patrol and the Marine battleship officers and soldiers were in a completely different mood at this moment. The former was delighted to find that Seedlitz had killed Magnificently in less than ten minutes under the condition of one against three. It was a kind of pride that was suitable for chasing the remaining brave men. The latter was depressed to find that the battleship that fell at the end of the Bufresh was no longer in its corpse. Three front dreadnoughts were used to be besieged a dreadnought. Until now, the front dreadnoughts and the dreadnoughts were fighting each other. The situation changed too quickly, enough to catch any commander off guard. It was a sad and desolate person.

The mission of the Ocean as a fire commander ended gloriously. The shooting clock on the bridge completely lost its function. Lieutenant Colonel Macaulay Leki fell from the altar and took a brave step towards hell. He fucked his life with close efforts. Lieutenant Colonel Macaulay Leki just wanted to change his course and escape the range of the German main gun.

At the same time, the game of cats and mice three thousand yards away was also enthusiastically staged. The performance of the Battleship of the Martial and the Beast of Fear was better than the dead Majesty and the Beast of Fear, but it was not worthy of making a case in front of the Deflinger battle patrol.

Although the Deflinger did not hit the key parts of the ammunition depot, servo cabin, and power cabin of the Zhuanger, the hulls of the old battleships that had been shot in many shots were flooded in a large amount of water, so the captain did not dare to issue the order to "inject water to level". When the hull was flooded by thousands of tons and the right was tilted more than 25 degrees, the captain of the Zhuanger battleship issued a command to abandon the ship in pain. What awaited them was the destroyer with an iron cross and the Black Hawk flag and the prisoner-of-war camp in East Prussia.

"At 16:47, Seidlitz sank the Majestic battleship; at 16:48, Majestic sank the Majestic battleship." The summary information finally came to Marshal Scher, who seemed indifferent, after circulating the Commander Tower for a round. "At 16:53, Deflinger sank the Majestic battleship!"

Sinking three old battleships! Marshal Scher, who was outside the First Reconnaissance Fleet, casually glanced at the intelligence paper, raised his lips slightly, and then returned the telegram to Heidi Sileme.

"Silem, I'm really curious about how you got the return time and route of the British Mediterranean Rescue Fleet..." Marshal Schell looked around and lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice: "I know that His Majesty William's aggressiveness and the pressure of your followers have made you shake the whole German mind. There is no word 'von' in my surname, and I have no intention to stop anything, but as the Minister of Navy, I want to figure out everything that belongs to the Minister of Navy."

"It's Italian!" Wang Heidi took the information that had been transferred to the light patrol of the Glaudents, glanced at Erich Hepner, the personal assistant who was walking over, and answered heartlessly.

"Silem, the top naval leaders know that you have reached some agreements with some Italian politicians and their navy, but I don't think Italians can obtain such accurate information." Scher sharply exposed Wang Heidi's lies and asked endlessly.

"Okay, Marshal..." Wang Heidi took the medicine and water cup from the old-fashioned assistant Erich Hepner, who forced him to stuff from the Admiralty with a bitter face, glared at the initiator with annoyance, swallowing the drugs that suppress neurasthenia and depression.

Scher was full of anticipation that Wang Heidi swallowed the medicine, handed the cup back to his assistant, and then expressed his trump card, but Wang Heidi smiled strangely at Scher, causing the Navy Minister to have a bad premonition in his heart.

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