"The genius among the three musketeers of the Kilsea School, Heidi Sileme, one of the strategic two masters of the German Navy, does have two brushes!" Looking at the hustle and bustle of the sea in the fog, the captain of the Mainz light patrol sighed sincerely.

At 8:54, just as the captain of the Mainz light patrol complained about Wang Heidi's conservative command method, the first wave of reinforcements rushed up, and the experienced Major General Leibrecht-Maas and Major General Rebbo Pachvins followed Wang Heidi's footsteps and began a strategic turn. At 9:04, the main force of the British raid fleet emerged from the northwest direction, and at this time the German fleet had completed the turning movement, just at the crosshead of the "t" formation.

Although the heavy fog weather has greatly reduced the artillery and optical aiming instruments that the Germans are proud of, the German ships have always attached great importance to protective performance, and the powerful characteristics of artillery were also fully demonstrated in this battle called "the chaos in the fog" by later generations - the Battle of the Helgolan Bay.

The British raid fleet flagship Xianlin light patrol lucky enough to escape the first round of artillery attacks in the empire, but the panicked British gave the best gift to the disappointed and frustrated German artillery. They began to turn urgently according to tactical regulations that continued from the Nelson era, and this move hit the German artillery's wishes. The warships could not fire the artillery when they turned, which also means that the British had no power to fight back during this period of time when the British changed their formation.

The Xianlin failed to escape the second round of artillery. Mainz hit the Xianlin light patrol superstructure with a 105 heavy artillery, cutting off the two 47mm secondary cannons and the first chimney behind the forecastle. Countless iron blocks, brain plasma and blood, and fragmented limbs were directly hit by the impact of the explosion. A nearly missing bullet was hit at the stern of the Colburgs, and the rising water column was more than ten meters high, knocking down all the British sailors at the stern of the Xianlin.

With a bang, the Southampton and the Lowestoft light patrol collided in chaos. The stern of the Southampton ship was torn apart and lost its momentum in an instant. The British were in chaos, and the Germans seemed to see the wave of the goddess of victory.

"Avenge the revenge of g-192, g-193g, g-195 and all the heroic warriors of the imperial warriors!" The gunmen and soldiers on the Mainz took off their coats and exposed their upper bodies to the damp and choking smell of gunpowder. While fighting the cannon, they made a sound of conquest of the mainland nations against the sea.

The flagship of the raid fleet, the Shinlin, suffered a severe blow and had to withdraw from the battle early. The British raid fleet, which had lost command, was in chaos. The light patrols of Sydney and Yamers, who were responsible for the cover mission, tried to rush forward and disrupt the German horizontal formation; some warships began to retreat according to the final instructions issued by the flagship. In the chaos, Southampton and Nottingham were sunk one after another, and the Lowestoft lost its motivation to be slaughtered.

At 9:13, the flagship flag of the British raid fleet finally rose on the Melbourne light patrol mast. The remaining British ships began to move closer to the flagship. The embarrassed John Bull was finally able to organize a decent artillery battle. Three submarines of the British Destroyer Detachment and the Eighth Submarine Detachment rushed over desperately, releasing smoke and torpedoes, trying to cover the retreat of the main force.

"The skills of the donkey are in vain!" Wang Heidi snorted coldly, commanding the first cruiser squadron of his Heidao Defense Command, as well as the third reconnaissance fleet, Ariadne, Studdin, Strasbourg, Danze, Stuttgart and Munich, six cruisers, sangling the main force of the British raid fleet in less than twenty minutes, and continuously sunk the Jamers Light Cruiser and Explorer Reconnaissance Cruiser in less than twenty minutes. Rostock, Coleburg, and Tralsund of the Second Reconnaissance Fleet, a total of 6 light patrols and more than ten destroyers, lightning strike ships began to encircle and annihilate the British destroyer detachment, and instantly obtained the impressive record of sinking 6 British destroyers and 1 submarine, and severely damaged three destroyers.

"Mainz focuses on attacking the Sinlin, Strasbourg, Strassund attacking the Sydney, and the others are handed over to the Third Reconnaissance Fleet!" Wang Heidi walked out of the commander tower with armor protection, stood on the forecastle bridge, allowing a 47mm nearly missing missile to overturn his military cap to the ground.

Within a combat distance of less than one kilometer, the hit rate of the 105 heavy artillery has reached a terrible situation. Armor-piercing bombs and high-explosion bombs landed on the Xianlin light patrol like raindrops. The Xianlin fires rolled into the sky and smoke. The huge ship tilted to one side, the towering main mast was shaking, and the damaged keel made a squeaking sound from time to time.

"Commander, the Xianlin lowered the Rice Flag, and the British actually surrendered shamefully with white flags!" The battle continued until now, with heavy casualties on both sides. The captain of the Mainz light patrol who was eager to take revenge saw the white flag hanging on the sub-mast and hated him.

"Damn it, the British man sank me three boats. Hanging a white flag is like saving my life, no way!" The otakus who was red-eyed ignored the kind advice of the staff officers and pointed at the Xianlin and became angry: "Sink it for me! Avenge my soldiers, we will never accept any surrender!"

The Germans had a natural obedience to discipline. After Wang Heidi issued the order as the commander, the Mainz light patrol suddenly became a sea of ​​joy. The artillery soldiers turned their heads and ignored the dazzling white flag, and smashed the shells at the Xianlin as if they were not worth the money.

"Captain, the Germans said they would not accept surrender!" The deputy captain of the Xianlin ran over and threw his cap on the deck, furious: "The Germans are too savage. This is a blasphemy against the rules of engagement and the spirit of chivalry! This is a naked crime against modern civilization! This is a premeditated massacre!"

"Deputy Captain, we sank three German ships..." Captain Xianlin, whose leg was bitten by flying shrapnel, turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He made a deep voice, and the loud British deputy captain suddenly disappeared.

At 9:39, accompanied by gorgeous fireworks, the Xianlin Light Patrol sank instantly due to the explosion of the ammunition depot. Wang Heidi's hot revenge heart became a little calmer. He bent down to pick up the military cap that was wet by the sea and carefully stroked the Black Hawk military emblem on the military cap.

Just when Wang Heidi was in a complicated mood, the harsh and shrill sound of air friction came from the air, which damaged the eardrums of the officers and soldiers on both sides. Wang Heidi served as a staff officer in the First Reconnaissance Fleet and presided over the artillery training of battle cruisers. He was familiar with the sound. The otaku trembled all over and murmured in disbelief: "Big Fleet? David Betty?"

At 9:45, a 343mm heavy artillery broke out in the waters near the Mainz light patrol. Even though it was about fifty meters away from the explosion point, Mainz was still shaken by the impact force generated by the heavy artillery!

The large fleet joined the battle group! The earth-shaking explosion made Wang Heidi wake up. He had no time to think about whether history had changed drastically because of his accidental factor, whether the Battle of Jutland in 1916 was staged early due to his accidental collision, and he had no time to care about what it would be like to fight with his close friend and confidant David Betty, and he didn't want to guess whether the other party would leave a bunch of cornflowers in front of his friend's grave after the fateful showdown between Germany and Britain.

"Retreat! Retreat! Join the Ocean Fleet!" The Mainz man turned over and over. The explosion of the 343mm heavy artillery damaged everyone's eardrums and temporarily deaf. Wang Heidi grabbed the captain Mainz and shouted at the top of his throat.

The light cruiser could not withstand the thunder attack of the battlecruiser no matter what. Wang Heidi thought that the arrogant British concluded that the ocean fleet could not go to sea to support it due to the tide effect, and would only send some light ships to raid, but they did not expect that the British attached so much importance to this small-scale and retaliatory naval battle and generously invested so many bets!

At 9:52, after the first round of gun test, the second round of artillery bombardment of the British battlecruiser, which recalibrated the shooting angle, began. The Strasbourg light patrol was hit. It did not even have a chance to be stubborn. It was instantly torn to pieces by an armor-piercing blast bomb, leaving only a pool of blood stains and a few burning pieces of rags on the fog surface.

Almost at the same time, three battlecruisers and a large armored ship of the First Reconnaissance Fleet commanded by General Hippel also arrived on the battlefield.

At 10 a.m. on August 23, in the depths of the North Atlantic Ocean, thirty nautical miles west of Helgoland, there was heavy fog. Since Germany and Britain declared war with each other, the long-awaited peak showdown of blood and fire, the world navy's long-awaited giant ships and cannons seems to be about to be staged.

Hippel's first reconnaissance fleet opened fire first. The main gun's hit rate was not ideal through the scattered sea of ​​fog. David Betty's first battlecruiser fleet was not willing to be outdone. Five British battleships launched a cross-fire through the German cruisers that fled everywhere, but unfortunately the effect was not ideal.

"General, the Admiral Department urgently called: At around 8 o'clock, the main force of the German Ocean Fleet sailed out of Jed Bay, and the whereabouts were unknown!" Lampard and the intelligence staff rushed into the command room in a hurry.

"Commander, the Admiralty Department urgently called: At around 7:30, the main force of the British Fleet sailed out of Scapa Bay, and the whereabouts were unknown!" The General Staff Officer of the First Reconnaissance Fleet frowned and grabbed a telegram and walked into the Commander's Tower.

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"Is the Strasbourg, which is 4,000-ton class, just like that? No one survived, even if it was one person..." The two battlecruisers squadrons had already met in close combat, and the light cruisers were completely useless in this level of naval battle. Wang Heidi did not dare to use the lives of the soldiers to "shoulder the remaining brave men to pursue the poor bandits" to earn greater military merits, but instead commanded his warships to slowly retreat south.

"Commander, that's David Betty's battle cruiser!" Lieutenant Hitt was in a bad mood.

"Okay, David Betty, you owe me three hundred and fifty-four lives!" Otaku King Heidi raised his middle finger to the desolate north and said coldly.

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At 11 a.m., the sea fog above the Doger Sands gradually dissipated, and a fishing boat with the rice flag lingers in the shallow waters where German patrol ships often appear.

"Roy, they are back!" More than a dozen blue smokes came from afar. The old captain was excited. He was not very smart and tried his best to pick up his son to climb onto the sailing mast of the fishing boat to welcome the hero back for him.

Roy spitted a few mouthfuls of saliva at his tender little hand, and climbed up along the mast several times, sitting on the bracket and looking into the distance.

"How about it, what is the momentum of the Royal Navy returning home?!" The old captain was proud.

"Dad, something is wrong..." Roy stuttered on the mast bracket: "Roy...Roy..."

Within the next half hour, the passionate old captain of the fishing boat, full of confidence, saw a scene that broke his heart: a broken fleet in a messy and escorted by five battle patrols, quickly passing through Dogel Sands and running towards Harrich Port.

This fleet seemed to have encountered a terrible nightmare. Not only was the number twice that of the time when they set out, but the dark gray hulls of the warships that were barely driven back were densely covered with bullet craters that were not "ship-shaped". The warships landed on the back were even more terrible. Their superstructures were almost razed to the ground, and the ships were covered with cracks and huge holes filled with plugs, and they were barely marching under the drag of the five battle patrols.

"The Royal Navy seems to be defeated..." Roy, who stuttered, finally shouted out the next few words in a straight voice.

"Who won this sneak attack?" David Betty stood at the stern of the Lion Battle Cruise, looking at the almost completely wiped out Harric Fleet and the 10-nine First Cruise Squadron, with facial muscles twitching, and a certain emotion brewing.

"Obviously..." It was indeed not easy to make the noble heads under the proud Royal Navy. Lampard paused and was silent for a long time before admitting this fact. "We lost..."

David Betty took a deep breath, and compared a middle finger as Wang Heidi's usual gesture: "Okay, Heidi Sileme, we have this beam of mind!"

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Chapter completed!