To be honest, if we summarize a branch of the German service that lacks the most innovation, it must be the naval aviation. The army's tanks have been updated from the Leopard to the Tiger King improved model; the Air Force has also used the Me9 jet fighter from the FW190d; but the navy's carrier-based aircraft is still the FW190 naval type, and the dive bomber is still the Stuka rather than the Stuka 2.

There are many reasons for this result. For example, the navy is relatively unattracted, and the design of carrier-based aircraft is more complicated and cannot be completed in a short period of time. However, it is actually simpler to summarize. To put it bluntly, there is no time or money.

The first generation of carrier-based aircraft used by the German Navy was actually modified based on the FW190 and Stuka used by the Air Force. However, when the Army aircraft has higher performance and larger size, the design of the aircraft is more professional, this kind of sea and land-based design cannot meet the needs. The performance of the TA152 fighter after being launched on the ship experimentally is desperate, let alone the advanced jet fighter.

Therefore, this battle for air supremacy in the Battle of Iceland may be said to be the smallest power gap between the Allies and the Germans. The improved P40 Rolls-Royce model with enhanced power performance is against the naval version of the FW190. Although the German naval aircraft is slightly ahead in performance, it is far from being a huge difference.

When the fleets of both sides approached to the distance from discovering the other reconnaissance plane, Dudley Pound and Redell actually knew that this naval battle was inevitable. The difference is that Dudley Pound desperately confirmed a fact, that is, the contact code of the Allied forces was confirmed to have been successfully deciphered by the Germans.

"Tophain No. 2 calls the brain! Tophain No. 2 calls the brain! Hearing the answer!" In the noisy cockpit of the aircraft, a German reconnaissance pilot was avoiding the entanglement of a P40 combat reconnaissance aircraft in the sky. The two aircraft rolled and chased in the clouds, and could be shot down by the other side at any time. This became the first record of this naval battle.

"This is the brain! I heard the answer!" The voice of the operator of the aircraft carrier fleet contact center was heard in the headset. The German pilot shook the joystick again and drilled into the clouds: "I was entangled by an American fighter plane! Single-engine fighter plane! It should be from the other side's aircraft carrier fleet!"

Upon hearing this news, the German Navy officer guarding next to the radio compared the chart in his hand, and then snatched the microphone of the liaison officer: "Hold on the other party! I'll send someone to support you!"

Then he pressed his finger against the air battle on the chart and walked to another radio station: "Let the two newly taken off reconnaissance planes rush to this coordinate and follow the American plane, and try to find the exact location of the other side's fleet!"

In the command room next to each other, a radio was next to each other. An officer was anxiously waiting for the latest news in his position, asking his subordinates from time to time whether there was any relevant news: "Did the submarine force not yet? No submarine reported any news about the position of the enemy fleet?"

"Long live the head of state! Your Excellency Marshal! The exact position of the opponent's fleet has not been found so far! Should you adjust the course and continue to move westward?" The naval officer with the rank of major general on his shoulder stood behind Redel and Lütjens, standing attentively saluting and reporting the news just confirmed.

Reeder heard his subordinates' questions and looked at Lütjens. He knew that in terms of aircraft carrier combat experience, it was impossible for him to have as many as Lütjens, so he was more willing to follow Lütjens's opinion. After all, the other party commanded the Battle of the English Channel: "What do you think?"

"Marson! We must sail against the wind and change the course rashly will put us at a disadvantage when taking off the fighter plane." Lütjens thought for a while and replied: "I suggest that we keep the course until after noon."

After hearing Lütjens's suggestion, Raidel nodded and said nothing. The major general who came to ask also understood the next task. He loudly issued a combat order to continue to maintain the course: "Keep the course! Pay attention to anti-submarine reconnaissance!"

Compared with the United States and the British Navy, the German army has an absolute advantage in radar technology, so the German commander is also happy to rely on this advantage. If Germany is looking for people with flashlights in the dark, then the United States and Britain can only be regarded as two night blind patients who are slandering and walking at night.

Despite this, Lütjens was still afraid of these two powerful opponents. He told Redel that maintaining the course before noon was actually just a disguised expression of his attitude to Redel: Once noon passed, the fleet should find a way to avoid night wars.

Although the German Navy has achieved initial results in the use of fixed-angle lights to achieve night-time aircraft takeoff and landing, the German Navy is still unwilling to fight at night. After all, as a nouveau riche, Germany, in traditional subjects such as night wars and artillery wars, there is still a big gap to catch up with a powerful country like Britain.

Compared to the somewhat self-deprecating German Navy, the Allied Fleet commanded by Dudley Pound is actually not as strong as the fleet commanded by Lütjens on the opposite side. This British veteran is using skillful steering to lure the German fleet into the combat radius of the shore-based fighter jets as much as possible.

"I have encountered the German Navy's carrier-based aircraft Yes! General! One of our planes was shot down, and another one is dealing with each other!" The head of the Navy Aviation Corps stood behind Dudley Pound and reported to the veteran general the battle just happened: "The destroyer Monto seems to have discovered whether the German submarine is accurate or not, and further confirmation is needed."

"Gentlemen! The Germans have deciphered our contact code, and there is no doubt about this, so this time we may have to face the other party's seven aircraft carriers, and we must act cautiously!" Dudley Pound encouraged the commanders on the bridge: "Take out your Nelson spirit and fight for His Majesty the King to the end!"

He said as he laughed contemptuously: "Look, in fact, we have good news too! As long as we eliminate the German fleet here, we will turn the whole war situation around, right?"

His words made all the officers and sailors on the bridge laugh. The originally solemn atmosphere was broken, and everyone was full of confidence in winning again. As the commander of the loss control, George stood at his post and looked at Dudley Pound, feeling that this battle was really possible under the leadership of this general, which would create a new miracle belonging to the Royal Navy.

"Let the attack aircraft carry torpedoes! The warships on the outer side of the fleet are ready for air defense!" Dudley put on the life jacket handed to him by his assistant, and issued an order to prepare for combat: "Send light signals to the Ramirez and Queen Elizabeth battleship! Let them be prepared for battle. If we entangle the enemy until the evening, maybe they are the key to the victory or defeat!"

At 9 a.m., the battle alarm sounded in the cabin of every battleship of the British fleet, and all the sailors began to get busy. The cannons were ready for the command, and the anti-aircraft cannons had already pointed to the clear sky. The sea breeze blew on everyone's face, with an intoxicating wetness and astringent fragrance.

"The fighter jets with the secondary fuel tank are taking off! Forming over the fleet!" On the deck, a commander with a notepad shouted loudly. The pilots began to rush towards their planes, and the ground crew were finally checking the status of each plane. These improved American fighters fought fiercely with Japanese Zero fighters on the Pacific battlefield, but at this moment they had to face a stronger enemy.

"Eagle 1, ready! Take off!" Seeing the ground crew helping to start the plane's propeller, the engine's trembling and sound were extremely normal, the pilot sitting in the cockpit confirmed to the command tower through radio.

"Eagle 1! Takeoff is allowed!" Inside the headphones, there was a sound of approval for takeoff, and then it was his own wingman. Eagle 2's takeoff application was immediately approved. Fighter jets flew into the sky and soon formed a neat flight formation over the Allied fleet.

"General Dudley Pound! The air defense fighter formation has taken off! The radar shows that the first wave of the German attack aircraft group seems to be on the way!" The naval aviation commander who was ready to go stood beside General Dudley Pound, stood attentively and saluted: "We have made all preparations, and the outcome depends on the next few hours!"

Dudley Pound nodded, then pointed his eyes at the sea in the distance, a destroyer of the Royal Navy, with lights flashing on the mast: "No German submarine was found!"

On the bridge of the German Navy USS Imperial aircraft carrier, Lütjens took the report of taking off the attack aircraft group from his aviation commander. He glanced briefly, nodded and signed his name: "Immediately let the second batch of attack aircraft be equipped with torpedoes and bombs. After 25 minutes, take off immediately without asking for instructions and attack the Allied ship formation!"

"Have you confirmed how many aircraft carriers there are in the Allied fleet?" Redel looked at his subordinates worriedly and asked his most concerned questions. He knew that the gap in aircraft carrier strength between the two sides determines the final outcome of this naval battle, so he had to ask this question, he must be responsible for his navy.
Chapter completed!