Two Hundred and Fifty-Seven to Retrieve Those Lost Things

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When George was picked up from the freezing water, he was too cold to speak. ..-He knew he was lucky, because he found a hard board after jumping into the sea. The sailor George, who was only a few meters away from him, saw that he could not move and sank to the bottom of the sea, and he couldn't reach out to save him.

And when he took a sip of hot water and came back to his senses, he was the first to get up from the deck, sticking to the railing of the ship's side, looking at the sea in the distance. The behemoth that could not be seen at a glance was gone, and the battleship Malaya that he had lived for many years was no longer there.

"Where's the Malaya? Where's the Malaya?" George pointed to the sea and asked the frightened sailors under his feet. He roared loudly, attracting the sailors on the destroyer.

"Sir!" Glancing at his military rank, the sailor saluted before saying: "Please restrain yourself! The battleship Malaya has sunk. You have been floating in the icy river for forty minutes. Good rest."

"Where is the Malaya? Don't lie to me!" George turned around and murmured with a look of despair. The sailor behind him froze for a moment, and then saw the deep despair and sadness in George's eyes.

Suddenly George remembered something and looked at the sailor: "Where is Captain Brown? Take me to him quickly! Have you found the captain of the Malaya? Get him out of the sea quickly! Quick!"

"Sir! Sir! Calm down! Half an hour ago, Captain Brown sent a telegram to the entire fleet and decided to go with the battleship...so we couldn't rescue him." The sailor sighed and said: "But the first officer We found it, and we are resting in the back cabin."

"My God!" George turned his head again, staring blankly at the sea full of corpses, oil stains, and wood chips. Then he saw a scene that made him even more horrified.

On the far sea, a huge British battleship was billowing with thick smoke, the fire on it was still clearly visible even in such a daytime, the battleship was sinking slowly, and George could even vaguely see someone coming from Jump off the battleship.

In the end, the Luftwaffe shot down all the British aircraft that took off heroically. 10 Gladiators and 7 Swordfish bombers were destroyed in the sky by the German Naval Aviation. The British Royal Navy's carrier-based fighter pilots showed their extraordinary courage to their opponents. : Even in the case of annihilation of fighter jets, bomber pilots still dare to take off to face the enemy planes and sacrifice their young lives.

Of the 31 RAF pilots, only four were rescued.

Because the pilots who were hit by the aircraft guns equipped by the Luftwaffe rarely had the opportunity to parachute. But they also achieved admirable results: 2 Stuka dive bombers and 1 FW-190 fighter jet of the German Navy were shot down, and 5 German pilots were killed.

But it is still not these British pilots who should receive the highest honor today, because they were ultimately losers. The German naval aviation rewrote the history of naval warfare on this day.

An hour ago, the Penelope, a light cruiser of this fleet, sank, and the destroyers of the British fleet were forced to rush to rescue people, and only half an hour later, the battleship that was shot almost at the same time as the Penelope Malaya sank to the bottom of the sea, and the whole battlefield became a disaster.

But this is not the end. The German planes took advantage of the "chaos" of the British fleet to clear the few remaining British planes in the sky in one go, and then aggressively rushed towards their main target, the Eagle aircraft carrier.

Soon the aircraft carrier Eagle was hit by a torpedo, but at this time it seemed that the British were lucky. The German carrier-based aircraft lost many bombs in a daze because of the initial nervousness and chaos. Torpedoes, now these planes continue to attack without bombs and torpedoes.

In desperation, the German carrier-based aircraft began to return, but when they disappeared into the sky, the second "wave" attack echelon of the German Naval Aviation rushed down the clouds. The German plane with sufficient ammunition dropped a bomb in one breath, hit the Eagle aircraft carrier, and sent a destroyer who came to the rescue into the seabed.

Almost all combat power of the entire British fleet was wiped out, and the remaining cruiser turned around and fled with two relatively new destroyers, leaving an older battleship to rescue those who fell into the water. The sailors on all the destroyers were very nervous. They gathered around the anti-aircraft artillery positions, staring at the distant sky with fear on their faces.

The pilots of the German Naval Air Force sank a battleship HMS Malaya, an aircraft carrier HMS Eagle, a cruiser HMS Penelope and a destroyer in the Royal Navy on this day. Endless honor.

Looking at the slowly sinking warship in the distance, George clenched his hands on the railing more and more. A few hours ago, he was playing poker with Frank and others. A few hours ago, like everyone here, he believed that the British Royal Navy was an invincible sea supremacy. But now? He's just a dog in the water, just a cold, down-and-out soldier, just a poor sailor who lost his battleship.

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"The fleet is heading north at full speed! There are at least 2,000 British sailors who are about to freeze to death floating there now! We are going to fish them up!" Lütjens was very happy today, and he even asked someone to take out his treasure in the captain's room He poured a sip of the red wine in the tank for each bridge officer—the remaining half bottle was sent to the carrier aircraft command bridge, where the cheers can now be heard throughout the warship.

"Full speed ahead! Prepare to receive the returning carrier-based aircraft! They are our heroes today! No matter what kind of wine you use! Get them drunk!" the chief mate said loudly with a smile.

Due to being too excited, Lütjens habitually picked up his binoculars and looked towards the sea. After realizing that doing so was useless, he secretly put down the things in his hands, looked around, and issued Another order from him: "Telegraph room! Send a telegram to Stoneburg! The telegram reads as follows: 2nd Squadron of the High Seas Fleet, severely damaged the British fleet off the coast of the Netherlands, sank a battleship, an aircraft carrier, and a cruiser... ...Commander Lütjens."

After he finished speaking, there was another round of cheers on the bridge. Today, as officers of the German Navy, they are happy. What generations of people have been looking forward to day and night, what the predecessors of the German High Seas Fleet failed to do, they Today it was done: they almost wiped out a British fleet at almost zero cost.

"General! The radar shows that our fleet has entered our alert airspace, and the brothers of the air defense fighters have already gone up." The radar soldiers reported loudly. There was another round of cheers at his words. It seems that all the sulk that has been depressed in the heart for these years has been spit out, and everyone's mood has never been so good.

"Look! Our hero is back!" After a while, a sailor on the watchtower of the mast shouted loudly.

The first FW-190 fighter jet landed on the deck of the aircraft carrier. The ground crew rushed up to help him open the cockpit canopy, and dragged him out of the plane in a hurry. The soldiers who had been prepared for a long time hurriedly pushed the fighter jet aside. The second plane rushed to the carrier's runway in the air.

At the beginning, every time a plane landed, there was a burst of cheers from the ground crew, but soon the cheers disappeared. The ground crew just silently picked the pilots out of the planes and pushed those planes aside.

Because most of the fuselages of these fighter jets have bullet holes, and even some cockpit canopies have been punched out of holes. The pilots were panting exhausted and had to rely on the support of the ground crew to leave their cockpit.

When the first Stuka landed on the deck, everyone was stunned. This dive bomber with a cockpit surrounded by thick steel plates can be described as a thousand holes, with a row of machine guns on the wings. There are bullet holes, and there are also two large holes on the horizontal rudder at the tail.

What is even more frightening is the pilot's cockpit of this plane. The hatch cover of the entire cockpit is covered with red blood. The plexiglass of the hatch cover has been broken, and the machine gun fixed on the rear seat I don't know where I went.

The pilot opened the hatch of the cockpit, and the ground crew hurriedly pulled him out of the cabin, only to find that his parachute was broken by a single piece, and there were even scratches on his shoulders. This pilot was the first hero to hit the Malaya.

"My navigator has been shot! God! Call the doctor! Get the doctor! He needs ambulance! Quick!" After getting off the plane, the pilot didn't say the lines that people expected, and he panicked. shouted, knocking the ground crew who was about to open champagne for him and staggered.

"Congratulations on being the first battleship to hit the Brit!" An officer came over to help the panicked pilot: "And your navigator is very heroic, he used his life to help you complete the historic 'revolution' attack! You have done your best to bring back his body."

The pilot stared blankly at the officer, and finally calmed down slightly: "Sir! I hit that battleship! I hit it!"

"Yes!" The officer stood at attention and saluted, and said to the pilots who were standing on the deck and resting against the wall of the building: "Long live Yuan! Congratulations on completing the combat mission!"

"Long live Yuan!" Several pilots climbed up from the deck and returned their salute sparingly. Their clothes are a little messy and their smiles are a little stiff, but something different can be seen from their eyes. This kind of thing has not appeared in the eyes of officers and soldiers of the German Navy for a long time: maybe ten years? Maybe twenty years? Maybe fifty years. They even forgot what they had lost.

Now, they have found what was lost - courage.

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