When the German plane first flew overhead, the commander of the French fleet, General Lame, did not panic like his sailors.

He firmly believed that he could make history, just like the greatest man in France.

"My name is Rame Bonaparte!"

On the bridge, General Rame shouted loudly at the rising sun, and everyone on the deck looked at the admiral in surprise.

Rame doesn't care what others think, he just feels proud of his last name.

Seeing the general's narcissistic look, if it weren't for the military emergency, the adjutant would be embarrassed to go up and disturb him.

"General, according to the British intelligence, the German fleet is still launching shelling of the Port of Sezisfierze!"

"Oh! Very good, keep moving forward at full speed! It's more than 100 nautical miles away from the Port of Sezisfierze!" Rame retracted his despicable eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath.

The adjutant had just passed by the navigation room, so he replied without hesitation: "To be precise, it is 102 nautical miles, general!"

Rame nodded vigorously, "From today, we will let the world remember the French Navy!"

Just a few minutes later, the German-made torpedo cut through the calm of the sea and also shattered Rame's dream of Trafalgar.

A few hundred yards away from Lame's flagship "Guba", the side of the cruiser "Bart" at the forefront of the French fleet, a muffled sound like a popcorn machine uncovered. A high column of water first rose on its starboard side, and then another torpedo dragged white marks across its stern. The French sailors above had not had time to thank the second torpedo for off-target, but the "Bart" made a harsh and heart-wrenching sound of metal knife and fork slashing through the porcelain tableware. The entire warship began to crack from the middle as if it was broken alive.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sparks and smoke that had first risen from the middle of the warship had dissipated. What appeared in front of the others was the dark and broken hull. The wooden deck attached to the steel hull began to sink. The entire warship was divided into two sections and quickly penetrated into the seabed.

The French sailors on the "Bart" jumped into the water at an extremely fast speed. The sea around the warship was like a hot pot with dumplings just now, with small splashes of water everywhere. Soon, the warship disappeared from the sea and created a large whirlpool, and the waves suddenly became much less.

"German submarine!"

Almost all French generals made the same judgment as soon as possible.

If this is a strictly demanding exam, everyone's answer will not be correct.

The correct answer should be: "The 27 German submarines lined up in rectangular submarines ambush the array."

"General, have you stopped to rescue the 'Bart' people who fell into the water?" The adjutant, who had not left the bridge, looked at Lame with an incredible look.

The moment the torpedo hit the hull of the Barth and exploded, the French cruiser had been officially erased from the battle sequence of the French Navy. This phenomenon was not strange to the French warships. This was also a natural flaw of almost all French ships - French ship designers ignored the armor near the warship waterline during the design stage.

The French should probably be glad that they did not attack the Dardanelles, otherwise they would have created a glorious deed of a battleship sunk by a Turkish mine.

When more white traces crossed the sea, all the French were stunned. So many torpedoes suddenly rushed out of the water, and the poor French had not even seen the shadow of the enemy.

"The fleet turns, throws down the lifeboat, and the warships perform Z-avoidance!"

Lame issued several instructions in just a few seconds, which made his adjutant suddenly at a loss.

"General, what order do you want to issue?"

The adjutant plucked up his courage to ask, but as more and more explosions, Rame's eyes had turned red. He looked at the adjutant beside him with a gaze that seemed to swallow his life, his lips trembling, but he was not speaking for a long time.

This kind of scene was impossible to make by the poor submarines of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. However, this is the Atlantic Ocean, and these are German submarines.

Suddenly, a huge fire rose from the battleship "Paris". It did not make people feel dazzling under the dazzling light, but all the French felt a burst of heartache.

The cost of a "Luoba" class battleship is close to 10 million pounds, which is a huge sum of money for France after entering the 20th century. Many French residents have shrunk and dieted to allow the French Navy to own these latest battleships.

Lame took these three battleships out of the port without blinking. Now he didn't even have time to blink and found that he had lost one, and the explosion of the "Paris" was just the beginning.

"Through this area at full speed, all ships should pay attention to avoid torpedoes!"

In these few minutes, General Lame seemed to have experienced a lot, and the experience he had seemed to have gained was more than what he had obtained in the previous decades, but the tuition was many times more than in the previous decades. Unfortunately, after paying the tuition, he still issued the order that almost wiped out the French fleet.

In just a few minutes, more than twenty torpedoes drew the calm sea into an irregular chess board, with traces left by white bubbles everywhere.

How can the huge battleships avoid these believers of the God of Death while advancing at high speed?

After all German submarines within the torpedo range launched the torpedo torpedoes, the submarines began to turn in place, while submarines slightly further away were gathering around the trap, like a man-eating flower collecting its deadly leaves.

It is said that the man-eating flowers are very beautiful, but the man-eating flowers here hide themselves under the water.

After one battleship and three cruisers were shot, the French still did not even see what their enemies looked like. This has to be said to be the sorrow of Napoleon's descendants.

The warships wriggled their bodies funnyly, but they still couldn't escape the fate of being hit by torpedoes. The sea surface seemed very lively, with intermittent explosions everywhere, and the thick smoke from the fire polluted the sea environment, and the rapidly sinking French warships would also become a paradise for some fish.

The French finally understood that the British Navy failed not because the generals were incompetent, but because their opponents were too strong!

Sometimes, understanding always comes too late.

For these German submarines, the Allied surface ships have not found effective weapons, and attacking objects under the water with only artillery and machine guns is always futile, so that after the war begins, no German submarine has been sunk due to combat reasons.

The British are working hard to develop weapons that can attack submarines, but their resources are gradually becoming scarce, not to mention that they also need to develop new aircraft, new tanks, etc., as if any of their weapons have become primitive sticks in front of the Germans, and everything needs to be imitated in the style of German weapons.

Looking back on the design of the German ships before the war started, the design of the German ships always followed the British butt, and now, the British finally have the "fun" to enjoy this "fun"!

However, the Germans seemed to be helpless when it comes to submarines. The submarines that the British lost so far were all killed by German aircraft and destroyers when they were on the surface to breathe. To be precise, the British submarine power was severely damaged by the German Navy's strategy in the Second Navy.

Neither side could kill the other side's water power, but for Germany, which has an absolute advantage in submarine technology and quantity, this is a completely acceptable situation, although sonar and deep-water bombs are constantly being improved in the laboratory of the Cornisburg shipyard.

"General, look..." The adjutant who fell on the deck due to a violent vibration had no time to glad that he was on a dreadnought, and the black smoke floating from afar attracted his gaze and fingers.

"German warship..."

After confirming that it was not his own illusion, Rame finally showed the judgment that a naval general who had no ability and experience should have: this is a trap, he was deceived!

After receiving the battle report from Denitz, Lieutenant General Hippel was very satisfied. The French now only had two battleships hit by torpedoes and suffered different trauma and two cruisers as fragile as paper boxes.

Along with the black smoke, there is also the sound of shells made by large-caliber naval guns when they are fired from a long distance.

Lame has never tried the feeling of being bombarded by the other party more than ten nautical miles away. Judging from his decades of experience in joining the army, naval guns are inaccurate at this distance.

When the Germans' first wave of shells fell, Rame's experience was right.

But when the second and third waves of shells fell, Rame found that he was wrong and was very wrong.

The German planes did not participate in the battle, but their current role is much greater than direct participation in the war.

When the light cruiser was hit by the shells of the large caliber naval gun, the scene was as effortless as a matchbox being stomped on with its feet.

"The 'Crystal' sinks!" the adjutant shouted helplessly in the noisy environment.

Every Frenchman in this fleet felt helpless! This is the case for those who fell into the water, the people trapped on the overturned warship, and the people who pray that their warships can leave safely, except for those who are dead!

Underwater torpedoes, shells on the sea, and noise pollution from German aircraft in the air, Rame and his generals enjoyed a full-scale three-dimensional strike. Unfortunately, they no longer had the opportunity to learn, just like the British Navy!

After hitting two torpedoes, the "Paris" has begun to overturn, and now it is almost lying in the back, while the "Guba" and "Ocean" each hit one torpedo, and their speed has dropped to 14 knots and 11 knots respectively. For the huge body of the battleship, it is very good to hit only 1 torpedo under the circumstances just now.

The heavy cruiser "Bronze" was very lucky to retain its perfect body. For a warship like its pursuit of speed and firepower, perhaps a torpedo would be enough to send them to the bottom of the sea.

The direct consequence of the Austro-Hungarian Navy's poor use of torpedoes is that the French Navy's protection against torpedoes is very weak. If it stays in the Mediterranean region, the French may not be so fatal.

But this is not the Austrian’s fault!

When another torpedo cut through the sea and rushed straight towards his warship, Rame felt so disappointed for the first time. At this moment, he seemed to understand Lord Fisher's helpless eyes.

The German Navy has indeed reached an invincible state. At least in front of the British and French, excellent generals and excellent weapons have become an insurmountable sea wall.

When the sailors abandoned their ships and jumped into the sea, Rame had already made up his mind to follow his ancestors, just like the cruiser "Corsica" named after the birthplace of his ancestors that exploded a few minutes ago.

After the flagship military flag slowly sank into the water with the "Guba" the Bronze" reluctantly raised its new flagship flag, and heading to the port of Sezisfierze has lost any meaning. The surviving French people now have only one idea: escape!

When the French battleship "Ocean" was hit by German torpedoes from both sides at almost the same time. Therefore, it did not flip or explode like its companions, but adopted a more comfortable sinking method - a straight sinking, and the muzzles of all the naval guns were proudly pointing towards the blue sky.

When the Hippel formation arrived, the main deck of the "Ocean" had begun to sink into the water. However, when the Germans were surprised, one of its turrets was still slowly turning, and the thick muzzle seemed to be ready to make a final shout.

The "Election Emperor" was unambiguous. The two volleys accelerated the sinking speed of the "Ocean". The battleship did not even come and burned for a long time, and all the flames and smoke disappeared into the blue sea.

Under the brilliant sunshine, most of the steel warships that came in a fierce momentum just now were gone, but the black smoke over them did not weaken at all, and there was even a tendency to be thicker.

Lamer stood in the knee-deep sea and stared at the scene around him. Perhaps his ancestor Emperor Napoleon felt this atmosphere as the Battle of Waterloo was coming to an end. Unfortunately, the people who remembered Lamer were far from as many as those who commemorated Emperor Napoleon.

After learning that the French fleet was almost wiped out, the British cruiser fleet even turned around and returned.

In the end, the only French fleet that attacked was the Bronze, who was lucky enough to escape back to Plymouth Harbor.

Although the British and French fleets lost far less than the previous naval battles in this battle, this result made the British King and Navy Secretary Fisher more determined to preserve the strength of all warships.
Chapter completed!