The sudden arrival of the German fleet

Germany, Berlin, the capital of the Führer.

"Führer, our spy 'Turtle' in the Spanish Republican Navy sent us a message saying that a sailor rebellion had occurred in the Republican fleet two hours ago." Reinhard Heydrie, commander-in-chief of the Gestapo Xi respectfully said to the man who was standing by the window watching the scenery.

I have to say that Reinhardt is really suitable for the position of commander-in-chief of the Gestapo. The Gestapo has only developed for a few years in Reinhardt's hands, and has successfully transformed from a regional paramilitary organization to a global espionage organization.

If it is said that the Gestapo spread black terror to the whole of Germany at the hands of Ludwig, then Reinhardt turned this terror into transparency and then expanded it to the whole world.

"Oh?" The man smiled, looked back from the window, and turned to Reinhardt, who was hated by all countries in the world, "What happened, did you, as I said, betray the sailors? Victory?"

"Yes, Führer, you really expected things like God." Reinhard bowed his head and praised.

This is not his compliment, but from the heart. The man who dominates Germany in front of him has made similar predictions more than once.

The magic is that every time this man's prophecy will come true, and whether it is time, place, person, or event, it is exactly the same as his prophecy. It is the world that performs the same according to what he says.

"Where's our fleet? Did they arrive at the predetermined location?" Leon asked with a smile.

"They have already reached the Gulf of Cadiz." Reinhardt replied, "But the head of state, will they really pass through the Strait of Gibraltar? You must know that both sides of the Strait of Gibraltar are occupied by the National Army."

"Hehe, they will definitely pass through the Strait of Gibraltar." Leon said firmly, "After all, the National Army is still on the shore no matter how terrifying it is, and they can't hit them, and the Royal Italian Navy is cruising in the Mediterranean Sea."

However, although Leon said on the surface "I'll write my last name upside down if I don't go anywhere", but he was very uneasy in his heart.

History book, don't lie to me, or you will lose your face this time, Leon secretly prayed.

"Order Lütjens to block the Strait of Gibraltar!"

In the early morning of March 4, Spain, in the waters of the Gulf of Cadiz.

The radio operator received the encrypted message from the high command. After translating it according to the encrypted message, he quickly ran behind Lütjens.

"General! Führer's order!"

"Read!" Lütjens said calmly.

"My general, our guests have arrived. According to the original plan, we will treat them well. It is best to bring them back to Kiel - Leon Andres in peace." The radio operator followed the message, exactly as it was. read it out.

"Hehe, we're finally here." Lütjens chuckled twice, then turned around and gave a loud command to all the officers and soldiers in the entire bridge, "Order! Lift anchor, the fleet sets sail, and head to the exit of the Strait of Gibraltar at full speed!"

Under the order of Lütjens, several "giant beasts" floating quietly on the sea suddenly came to life, the huge iron anchor was retracted by the windlass, and the "giant beasts" moved slowly Get up, get faster, get faster...

Among the several "behemoths", two are particularly huge. If an officer of the Royal Navy is here at this moment, he will exclaim God, because these two huge warships are obviously battleships, and they do not belong to the known The Admiral Scheer.

This is a brand new battleship!

At the same time, in the Strait of Gibraltar, the rebel fleet was advancing at full speed. They turned off all external light sources and planned to sneak through Gibraltar, which was guarded by the National Army.

The bridge of the heavy cruiser Canary, the flagship of the Rebel fleet.

"Mr. Colonel, we will be able to pass through the Strait of Gibraltar soon." The new chief officer of the USS Canary said to the new captain, "as long as we pass this last section of the strait, we will enter the Atlantic Ocean, and in the Atlantic Ocean, the damn National Army And the goddamn IRA will never stop us from making peace."

"Yeah!" The colonel nodded with a smile and said, "Man, in fact, we are free now, the National Army and the Italians are in the Mediterranean, and all the warships of the Republican Navy are our teammates, who else can Blocking our access to the Atlantic Ocean? Hahaha...huh?"

Before the colonel could finish laughing, he was interrupted by a sentence from the radio station: "The Spanish fleet ahead, please stop the ship for inspection, this is the battleship Bismarck, the flagship of the German High Seas Fleet DTF-3 Task Force, I am DTF-3 Fleet Commander Lütjens is calling you on the public channel."

"What? How did the German fleet come here?" the colonel asked the first officer beside him with a bewildered expression.

"I, I don't know either." The first mate was also stunned, "Could it be someone shouting on the public channel? Why don't we ignore him and try?"

"The Spanish fleet ahead, please stop the ship for inspection! The distance between us is 15.685 nautical miles, which is already within the range of our battleship's main guns!" The voice came out again on the public channel, which completely shattered the first officer's "fantasy" ".

"How accurate can you even calculate distances?!" The colonel was stunned.

"Sir! Shall we go into combat?" the other officers on the ship asked nervously.

"Enter a ghost! Where is our goal?" The colonel said helplessly, looking at the dark night outside.

"The Spanish fleet understands! We will stop the ship now, and ask the Germans not to open fire. We are no longer part of the civil war." The colonel replied to Lütjens via radio.

"The German side understands, please raise your artillery on all the warships of the Spanish fleet and turn on all the searchlights. Our heavy cruiser 'Blücher' is heading for you." A voice changed on the channel.

"Understood, raise the artillery," the colonel replied.

"Sir, do we really want to surrender to the Germans?" the first mate said anxiously, "We can run!"

"Run?" The colonel looked at the first mate like an idiot. "Did you hear what ship was sent from the other side? The heavy cruiser Blücher! It has a terrifying speed of 35 knots! Do you think we can run with only a few of our ships? fall?"

"But, we..." Seeing that the Atlantic Ocean was ahead, the first officer was very unwilling to be blocked at the "door of freedom".

"Oh, go, let the soldiers do as the Germans say, raise the muzzle." The colonel patted the first mate's shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you go to France, you can go to Germany. To be honest, I am now Kind of curious how the Germans found out about us..."