At 4:49 on August 23, 1914.

In the darkness before dawn, the bay of Helgolan was calm and the mist gradually condensed in the rheumatoid air, and the entire bay was covered in a moment.

Near Dogle Sands, a British fishing boat carefully pulled the net to catch fish with a stark light.

The Royal Navy has suffered continuous defeats since the war started. In less than twenty days, it has lost a former dreadnought, three old-fashioned iron-armored cruisers and three D-type destroyers. On August 12, three armored cruisers were lost in one breath. On August 16, the majestic Prince George's former dreadnought fell into the north of the Dover Strait. The Strait Fleet has since been deeply trapped in the sludge of mines and submarines. After losing three D-type destroyers, the Harrich Fleet narrowed its defense circle and limited its range of activities to within one hundred nautical miles.

, strictly guard against the German submarines like wolves. Under General Jelico's conservative policy, the large fleet guarded Scapa Bay and faced peacefully from the Ocean Fleet. Therefore, the only result of the British was that the Birmingham light patrol of the First Cruiser Squadron crashed into the German submarine U-15 on August 13. Such a miserable plot obviously made the awesome Johnnie feel unbearable. The people and newspapers blamed the Admiralty overwhelmed, and Churchill was in a state of great trouble.

On the contrary, the German ships were rampant in the North Sea, and submarines and destroyers were chasing and destroying all ships that dared to hang the Rice Flag. So the arrogant British finally realized that the North Sea was a terrible battle zone rather than a safe Loch Ness. Even if their fishing boats were hung with Nelson's Z flag on the masts, the Imperial Navy had hundreds of years of glory, and their enemies would never have any sympathy. Just like a few days ago, a Satanist apostle named Heidi Sileme ordered the deportation and detention of all British ships in the 200 nautical mile defense circle of Helgoland Bay, the elusive German submarines and destroyers with speeds of more than 30 knots were frequently dispatched, chasing a group of British fishing boats and merchant ships.

"Roy, why are you still rushing? Close the net quickly. It's time for the German patrol ship to come!" The captain of the fishing boat looked a little nervous and urged his sixteen-year-old son to take back the fishing net.

Sixteen-year-old Roy turned a blind eye to his father's roar. He stood blankly on the side of the ship, looking at the vast North Sea in the fog, and kept muttering about God.

"Roy, do you want to... ask for... beating..." The captain's rattan that had just been picked up quietly slid from the fisherman's thick hand, and stumbled on the side of the boat and fell straight to the sea. The captain opened his mouth and widened his eyes, and gestured like his crazy son twitching, unconsciously singing the "Song of England" that had been sung for centuries for the British:

“This is because of our supreme Lord,

He makes the far-reaching dryness,

He opens up the ultimate path for us to the world!”

At 4:51 a.m. on August 23, 1914, Dogel Sands in the southern North Sea.

The light cruiser, destroyers and submarines from Harrich Port, lined up in three linear squares. Taking advantage of the thick unsolved sea fog, one by one quickly passed through Dogel shallows, and without hesitation, heading towards the depths of Helgolan Bay, which was nicknamed by British fishermen. The number was so large that it was dazzling, and the momentum was so majestic that it made the captain of the small fishing boat excited.

"Wow, Birmingham and Xianlin-class light cruisers, D-type and L-type destroyers, and E-type submarines! Haha, it seems that the Harric fleet and submarine detachment stationed in Harricci Port are dispatched in full swing. Brigadier General Tyrit is finally going to take revenge!" The old captain was obviously familiar with his country's warships. He narrowed his eyes and reported each ship through the name of the warship model from him one by one. While the old captain was happy to show off, he was shocked to realize that there were still several big guys in the farther waters. The giant cannons with the breath of killing could still be clearly seen even through the thick sea fog. With the experience of the captain of the fishing boat, they were at least 20,000 tons.

"Son, that's a big fleet. The damn big fleet has finally been dispatched!" The old captain was obviously bullied by the Germans during this period. He pulled his son's clothes and jumped up and down excitedly, clenched his fists and raised his arms and cheered: "The days of Satan's apostle Heidi Silem showing off his power and power are over. The era of German ships chasing British fishing boats is gone forever. The hatred of the two tragic crimes in the Dover Strait and Dogers Chamber will be restored this time! Haha, the German devils will definitely regret provoking war on the battlefield!"

The signal flag and lights lost their function in the scattered fog, so an old-fashioned D-type destroyer sailed out of the large formation, and the young British sailors raised a loudspeaker and shouted to the small fishing boat:

"This sea area has become a war zone, please return to the port quickly!"

"Dad, let's go back..."

"If I don't go back, I will wait here for the big fleet to return!" The young Roy seemed a little scared. The old captain patted Roy's back with annoyance, shook his head and said firmly: "I want to witness our fleet tear off the pitiful self-esteem of the Germans with one's own eyes, make the Helgolan Bay a burial place for the supreme glory of the Ocean Fleet, and make the vast and rich North Sea our fish pond!"

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"Damn it, it's really tormenting on night duty..." The German sailor on the watchtower complained to his companions while yawning.

"Col. Silame warned that the British would carry out retaliation operations in the near future, so that we can always be vigilant." The companion nodded, and responded while taking out cigarettes to relieve the fatigue: "It's not that I don't believe in the commander. How many days have passed, and the legendary British devils have not come yet..."

At 5:58 on August 23, 1914, at the last breath of the night, four destroyers on the Second Detachment of the First Sea Patrol Fleet (g192, g193, g194, g195, respectively) returned to the port under the escort of the Cologne light cruiser. The fog was thick, and the Island of Helgoland was close at hand. The officers and soldiers of the various ships were more or less relaxed. The careless sailors did not know that three British submarines were raiding in the east, which was only a little five nautical miles away from them. They had just passed by Death.

At 5:14, the British attack fleet consisted of four cruisers of the Harric Fleet, thirty-two destroyers, three submarines of the Eighth Submarine Detachment of the Brigade General Jed Keith, and six Birmingham-class light cruisers of the British attack fleet, taking advantage of the heavy fog in the Helgoland Bay and the German airships and planes could not take off the outermost defense line of the Helgoland Bay, and successfully lurked to the pre-set location in the northwest of Helgoland Island to assemble.

The British "miscellaneous" attack fleet is quite powerful. Interim commander Brigadier Tirrit has a total of 10 cruisers, 32 destroyers and 3 submarines, as well as the support of five main battleships of David Betty's First Battlecruiser Squadron. According to the intelligence of the British Admiralty and the reconnaissance of the Jed Case Submarine Detachment, Brigadier Tirrit has "understood the specific strength of Heidi Sileme's defense Circle Command.

Heidi Silem's defense command has 16 destroyers, two minesweeper fleets, 14 minesweeper ships, 9 submarines of the First U-type submarine fleet (led by the light cruiser Hamburg), and four light cruisers (the troops drawn by Major General Leibrecht Maas's second reconnaissance fleet are Cologne, Mainz, Strasbourg, and Strassund). In terms of paper data, Brigadier General Tirrit undoubtedly has the advantage of quantity and quality, not to mention that Heidi Silem's warships are not concentrated. In addition to the two light cruisers Mainz and Strasbourg and several patrol ships returning to the port to rest and recuperate, his troops are mostly scattered on the vast Bay of Helgolan.

The British's combat plan was quite bold. The 3 submarines of the Eighth Submarine Detachment of Brigadier General Jed Keith will serve as bait, responsible for attracting the defensive forces near Helgoland Island into the encirclement composed of Harrich Fleet and the First Cruiser Squadron. Colonel William Blunt reconnaissance cruisers Wuwu and the 2nd and 3rd destroyers detachments suddenly stepped forward and were responsible for dealing with German light ships. Tyrit himself will command seven light cruisers on the Xianlin light cruiser two nautical miles behind to deal with German cruisers. The Explorer light cruiser and the 1st destroyer detachment led by Colonel Jones are responsible for surrounding and annihilation of the German fleet. David Betty's First Battlecruiser

The squadron of the ship landed at the end, twenty nautical miles away from the attack fleet. It was not David Betty's fear of death, but the demands of the Minister of Navy Churchill, First Sea Minister Fisher, Commander of the Grand Fleet Jelico, and Interim Commander of the Attack Fleet, Brigadier General Reginald Tillet. In fact, everyone knew David Betty's bravery, the British navy was well-known. From the Nile River in Egypt to the Far East Beijing, David Betty has always been a powerful general who led the way. Although he was not lacking in strategy, people's impression of his courage and courage had been deeply rooted. Everyone was afraid that David Betty would join the battle group for a while, causing the First Battlecruiser Squadron to suffer losses.

In the early stage of World War I, the strength of the German and British navies was not much different. Any mistake between the two sides could lead to a collapse of the situation and lose all the losses. During this tense stalemate, the negative thoughts of protecting ships and protecting the ships were not only popular within the German navy, but also had a big market within the proud Royal Navy.

At 5:45, the three submarines of the Eighth Submarine Detachment, led by Jed Keith, who was eager to fight, drove towards the depths of Helgolan Bay. Jed Keith, who was eager to fight, was far from the ambition of the Crusaders back then, but set off with a tragic mentality of not going to hell, who would go to hell, the wind was sluggish and Yishuihan. Thirty minutes passed, and Brigadier General Jed Keith, who was running wildly in the periscope could almost see the thirty-meter red cliffs of Helgolan Island hanging in the North Sea in the periscope, but he didn't even encounter a small German fishing boat on the long journey of several seas. Bait bait, how could there be bait without a predator? Jed Keith was anxious in the narrow cabin of the submarine. Helgolan Bay is the hinterland of the ocean fleet, with heavy troops guarding guns and cannons. If you are not careful, everyone may be ruined in this dangerous sea!

Brigadier General Jed Keith could only hope that he would be caught up with the rash ghost, while destroying Heidi Sileme's slackness in defense.

In fact, Jed Case was wrongly accusing the otaku. Just as Jed Case was performing a doomsday rush, four night-time destroyers, the Second Detachment of the First Sea Guard Fleet, were handed over to the port under the escort of the USS Cologne cruiser. The German fleet, who was eager to go home, failed to find the British submarine. On the contrary, the anxious British submarine soldiers could not find the German destroyer, and both sides passed by through the sea fog.

At 6:24, Brigadier General Jed Keith still failed to find anything that could be called a hunter, so he decided to burn his boat and make a decision that made the British who were so breathless that they were suppressed by the Ocean Fleet from 1916 to 1917--the submarine floated onto the Helgoland Island!

[Can't hold it anymore, shamelessly, I knelt down to all the readers with a calm face and beg for recommendation votes and collections. Well, the collection volume is only 254 now, it's really terrible...]

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