"Christian, order the fire quickly! Let the incompetent British people know that the world has changed now, and the powerful German navy is the master of the world's oceans. Let the British hold Nelson's tombstone and cry!"

"Don't worry, my dear Randolph. Before that time, my well-trained sailors are looking for the most valuable targets to aim. You will be able to see my lovely subordinates show their proud strength. You will definitely be very satisfied by that time, hahahaha. The time for those British people to pay off their debts has finally come. Why do I suddenly feel that those British people seem a little pitiful? hahahaha..."

"That's because we are glorious and noble knights, haha, it's normal to feel guilty in my heart. But then again, war is cruel. In order to win, we sometimes have to force ourselves to do things that go against our beliefs. But compared with the great missions we bear, what do these count as? Just regard the condemnations of our conscience as the price that must be paid to achieve our great and sacred cause! My dear Captain Christian."

"Oh, so that's it. You're right! My dear Randolph, now I feel relieved, hahahaha..."

"Of course this is the case, my respected Captain, hahahaha..."

"My kind God, I can't stand it anymore! Who can go up and stop them, Alfred." German Navy Colonel Carl Hank tried his best to restrain his urge to besed, and he said helplessly to his friend.

"Participation, Carl. Patience is the most precious virtue of a soldier, but now I don't know how long I can endure it. These two guys are too unindifferent. They are too shameless. It is a shameful thing for the German team." Colonel Alfred Zaft pressed his brow and smiled bitterly to comfort his friend.

The protagonists in their conversation are not at all conscious now, and they would not have thought that they had received such evaluations.

These two guys are now standing proudly in front of the windshield of the open-air bridge, continuing to splash and destroy the nerves of all the officers and soldiers on the bridge, testing everyone's willpower.

If we only talk about appearance, Randolph's current dress can definitely fascinate a group of young and ignorant young girls who are just beginning to fall in love.

The SS major is now wearing a straight black SS uniform and a full set of leather armed straps. He hangs all his medals and medals on his chest, and a black patent leather case with a ritual dagger embedded with the silver logo of the Head of State Base.

He wore a black SS coat with silver edges on his shoulders, and the carefully wiped silver rank sign glittered in the sun.

Randolph did not wear a military cap on his head, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling when he let the sea breeze blow his dazzling golden short hair.

With a tall and strong figure, handsome appearance, beautiful uniform and elegant demeanor, watching the young officer stand on the bridge with a full spirit, the hem of the coat behind him fluttering with the sea breeze, this graceful aura that comes from his bones makes people have to admit that Randolph does have the potential to become a hero, at least in terms of appearance.

"Christian, which boat should we fight? I think I'll just attack their flagship."

Randolph stepped on a protruding exhaust pipe on the bridge with one foot, holding his chin with one hand and putting his other hand on his chest. He has maintained the most handsome position he thought he was on the bridge.

"We can attack any one, General Lütjens has not assigned our target. But I think since there are so many targets to choose from, why should we only focus on that flagship? It is enough for her to deal with Schonhorst." Navy Colonel Christian von Herz, the captain of the heavy cruiser of Prince Eugen, replied with a grin.

Christian von Hertz was looking at the British fleet in front of him with a look of a wolve looking at a group of fat sheep.

The captain's dress today was obviously carefully prepared. The new navy blue German naval uniform was so hot that it was so hot that it was wearing all his medals on his chest like Randolph, and his naval sword was hung on his waist.

He even put on a ribbon on his right chest, and the golden hat rope decoration on his military cap was shiny. His current dress made people feel like the captain was about to attend a grand dance.

Von Herz served on the destroyer before serving as the captain of Prince Eugen, and he participated in the famous Narvik Battle. This can be seen from the shiny Narvik Battle medal on his left arm.

In that naval battle that caused heavy losses to the German navy, although he commanded the warships to fight bravely and even injured two British destroyers during this period, he finally lost the ability to continue fighting due to ammunition and food exhaustion.

At that time, he had no choice but to order all the crew to abandon the ship and sank his love ship, but the British Navy still relentlessly smashed the part of the z22 exposed to the water to pieces. For a captain, this was simply a shame.

The hatred of destroying the ship and the thirty-four blood debts that the British owed in the previous battle, Christian von Hertz made up his mind to repay all these capitals and interests from the British in this battle.

Suddenly, the Gnesono, in front of Prince Eugen, made a shocking roar, and the nine main guns of the battleship bombarded the British fleet, which was in chaos.

Then the main gun of the Schanehorst also began to project fierce artillery fire on the British fleet.

"It's started, it's started! Why haven't we opened fire yet!"

Randolph shouted excitedly, he no longer cared about maintaining his "heroic posture". The SS Major yelled loudly while slapped the bridge guardrail.

"We are aiming. Be patient for a little longer, Randolph." Christian replied with a smile on his face.

"Captain, I think it doesn't seem wise for us to enter the battle like this."

Colonel Carl finally couldn't help but say loudly.

"Well, do you have any suggestions, Colonel, know that we have entered the battlefield."

"I don't mean that, I mean, as General Lütjens's order, Prince Eugen should follow the flagship side as a reserve, but now you..."

Colonel Carl frowned and turned to look at the signal light flashing wildly on Admiral Schell's mast in the back.

"The flagship is now strongly asking us to return to our original position."

"Please send a signal to General Lütjens. Prince Eugen cannot hide behind and accept the protection of his colleagues. This is related to the honor of the soldiers, so we ask that Prince Eugen be allowed to enter the battle. This is the request of the Chief Envoy Major Randolph."

Randolph said coldly from the side.

"This... Navy..."

Carl wanted to say something else that was stopped by Colonel Alfred.

"Since it is the order of the head of the sanction of the head of state, it is equivalent to the order of the head of state. If you have any questions, let's discuss it when the battle is over."

Alfred winked at his friend and reminded him not to provoke the head of state who was in an abnormal state, otherwise the consequences might be serious.

"However, Captain, I think we should take advantage of our main gun range and attack at a distance is safer. You should know that there are more than 300 naval reserve officers and non-commissioned officers on the Prince Eugen, which are all valuable assets of the German Navy. As the leader of these children, Colonel Hank and I need to remind you of this."

Colonel Alfred Zaft said seriously.

"Then we should do this even more, Colonel Zaft. Without trying this face-to-face battle and having not been baptized by artillery fire, these children will not really grow up. Although they may suffer some dangers, it is worth it if these children can feel the cruelty of the war early and gain valuable experience from it."

Christian answered firmly.

"It sounds nice, but it's not the reason you, a warlike guy, have found for yourself." Zaft cursed inwardly.

"I think it seems that the two colonels are taking their own safety a little heavier."

Randolph threw a cold sentence on the side, and almost burst into the stomachs of the two colonels.

"What, Major Randolph! You are insulting us."

Carl Hank shouted angrily.

"Yes, you have damaged our reputation! Our courage is no less than you. We are the heroes who won the first Iron Cross in the Battle of Poland!"

Zaft couldn't hold it anymore, and he blushed and retorted loudly.

"If I offended you two, I can apologize to you. But I still doubt whether you really have the courage you claim to be. If you want to refute me, please prove it to me with your actions." Randolph still answered coldly.

"Okay! We'll show you, and I want you to apologize to both of us afterwards." Carl Hank roared.

"Don't talk nonsense to him, Carl, let's go!"

Zaft was now so angry that he was smoking, and he dragged Carl angrily towards the bridge stairs.

"Where are you two going?"

Feng, Hertz called out loudly behind him.

"Go to a position that proves our courage, we go to the deck to fight!"

Zaft said without looking back, and then dragged Carl, who was still indignant, down the bridge escalator.

"I really don't have the patience, haha. I dare to say that I am a shame to the German team. I won't let you know what kind of face I have to serve the Head of State."

Randolph said with a sneer, but he didn't expect that the two colonels would hear all the discussions in such a low voice.

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Chapter completed!