Another World: Naval Storm

Chapter 133: The Return of the Ocean Fleet

The North Sea, where all kinds of warships gather, is now the focus of the whole world. Will it be bloodshed or a handshake of peace? Will the world's number one ambition to crush the world's number two, or will the world's number two overthrow the world's number one and redivide the world?

All of this will take place in the North Sea on December 12th. Countless people in the Allied and Central Powers are waiting for the outcome of this decisive battle between giant ships and artillery.

At the San Diego Naval Base, the largest military port in the Republic of Yemelica, Rear Admiral Houston of the Pacific Fleet stared at the map marked with the North Sea with a frown on his face; at the Valik Port in the Rakshasa Empire, the new commander of the Sarmatian Fleet, Kolchak, was drinking coffee in his office and thinking about the next move of the fleet. He immediately ran to the telegraph room after receiving the news; in the Far Eastern Kingdom of Wa, Rear Admiral Jiro Tomigusuku stood on the cruiser Shinka with a worried look on his face.

In the dusk of the North Sea, Leo led his fleet back home, while Liam led a battlecruiser fleet to intercept them from the south. The two sides were about to collide. The eyes of the whole world were focused on the North Sea. This battlecruiser confrontation between the two sides was the first in the world.

Two fleets that could wipe out the navies of most countries anywhere in the world were fighting in the dark night of the North Sea. Every tactical move and command was a valuable naval battle experience and lesson.

Likewise, the two main fleets, the Grand Fleet and the Oceanic Fleet, are of great reference value to other navies in terms of support, intelligence, and operations.

For politicians of the Allied Powers and the Central Powers, the fierce clash between the Tarens and the Drakes in the North Sea and the outcome of the naval battle will directly affect the world situation.

For many people, both warring parties were chosen by the heavens and had been good friends for more than ten years. This naval battle became a topic of conversation in their spare time.

The heroes' mutual respect makes this wonderful play even better, and the sea battle with cannons and huge warships that is like a medieval knight's duel is even more exciting.

In the early morning of December 12, in the waters of Shipwreck Bay in the North Sea.

The sea was calm at this time, but the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood indicated that a great battle had taken place here.

The calm sea was littered with burning oil, dirt, small pieces of steel wreckage from the ship's hull, floating pieces of torn clothing, and the bodies of dead sailors from both sides.

Around 14:23 on the 15th, the two large fleets completed their support missions and evacuated the battlefield under the cover of darkness. The sporadic exchanges of fire between the support fleets completely ceased around 23:30, and the tragic Ship Burial Bay ended. The decisive battle between the Ocean Fleet and the Grand Fleet that people imagined did not happen. The two sides passed each other by a distance of more than ten nautical miles.

In the early morning of the second day, several old Talen destroyers and Drake Empire minelayers were lingering on the surface of Shipwreck Bay, and both sides maintained maximum restraint.

The most important thing now is to salvage the bodies of the fallen sailors from both sides. Mass sounded on the warship, and the ship's chaplain prayed for the bodies wrapped in black shrouds.

The morning sun was tinged with blood, and the bodies that were salvaged piled up more and more, filling up all the small cabins of the destroyers.

In an atmosphere of grief, the warships of the two countries simultaneously accelerated the salvage speed. Occasionally, the warships of the two countries were close to each other, and the insults with astonishing amounts of content immediately rushed into their ears.

While the sailors of the two countries with deep hatred were spraying feces across the sea water, a terrible storm spread around the world.

At noon on December 12, the weather in the Heligoland Bay was clear, and a sky blue-painted Hercules III Zeppelin airship was performing a guard mission.

After the outbreak of the war, Drake's army and navy both established their own airship fleets. On January 1915, 1, Drake's airships began bombing Talen, but the results were not great. As the Talens strengthened their air defense capabilities and used a large number of aircraft, Drake's airship forces no longer performed cross-channel combat missions, and were now mainly used for surveillance and transportation missions, although they could also participate in occasional low-intensity combat.

At lunch time, the airship soldiers who were eating on the boat gathered together, discussing the heart-wrenching Battle of Burial Bay and praying for Leo's fleet.

The battle in the North Sea concerns the people living in every piece of land in the Drake Empire. Housewives taking care of children in the park, elderly people, government workers, and wealthy businessmen have all mentioned it. The entire empire is waiting for the report of the ocean fleet, whether it is good news or bad news.

During mealtimes, one of the airship soldiers had to be on duty. It was Corporal Ipro who took his turn. He interrupted the others' discussion while searching the sea with a telescope.

"Stop eating! It's the Ocean Fleet! They're back!" Ipro was reluctant to take off the telescope, but just shouted loudly to attract other people's attention.

The hungry airship soldiers hurriedly dropped their meals and crowded into the observation port to look down.

The Battle of Shipwreck Bay caused a huge sales volume of various newspapers in both countries, and all kinds of gossip were reported. Most people were not optimistic about Leo, but the long-term situation of being outnumbered by the enemy made the Drakes not very confident in their own navy.

"Have you seen Leo's fleet?" asked loudly the airship soldier who couldn't squeeze through.

"Wait, I'm looking!" Ipro, who was only 18 years old, rubbed his eyes and said tremblingly, "I can't see the Seydlitz or the Broad."

"Did you see it clearly? Look again!" the airship soldiers said gritting their teeth. They hoped that Ipro had seen it wrong.

"I really can't see it! Damn Taren people!" confirmed the airship soldier at another observation port.

The Seydlitz was a new warship launched in the last two years. It was such a good warship that it sank. It was supposed to be the flagship of the First Scouting Fleet. It once made the Talens' Invincible and Indefatigable class battlecruisers dare not easily challenge it! Some sailors once affectionately called it Seydlitz the Great, which shows how much they loved it.

The Broad is also a meritorious old ship. Many sailors have served on it. The old captain, Manvin, is a good man and is respected in the navy.

Just a dozen hours overnight, for Beihai, it was just placing a few huge steel coffins on the shallow seabed, but for the airship soldiers, they would never see their former comrades and warships again.

"Where is the Moltke?! Where is the Von der Bella?!" Iplo suddenly shouted.

The other awakened airship soldiers remembered that there were two battlecruisers, especially one of them was Commander Leo's flagship, so they hurriedly continued to look around with their eyes wide open.

In the sea directly in front of the airship, the ocean fleet was lined with smoke columns and military flags, and the two staggering battlecruisers were particularly conspicuous. Because the engine room was flooded, the two battlecruisers almost completely lost power, especially the Moltke, three of the five main turrets were completely destroyed, and seawater kept pouring onto the deck, like a ghost ship.

After the Battle of Shipwreck Bay, the two badly damaged battlecruisers, towed by the battlecruisers Lützow and Bilo, headed towards Drake's shipyard.