Elegantly lift the exquisite Ming Yongle blue and white dragon-patterned tea cup in front of me, gently use the cover to push away the floating leaf petals floating on the water, and the familiar jasmine fragrance floats in the air to refresh the heart.

Xu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and sipped a mouthful of sweet tea. The long-lost feeling made him breathe a long sigh.

The young empire ducái put down the teacup and leaned against the soft backrest of the gorgeous seat.

"Prince Eugen was attacked by torpedoes by the British Royal Navy destroyer. Weirle, are you familiar with torpedoes?"

Xu Jun glanced at the chief staff member sitting on the sofa aside. His wise Chief of Staff was now clumsy in imitating Xu Jun's movements just now, and he was swept away Ye Mo who was floating on the tea cup.

Weirle has always been very curious about things from the mysterious East. The skillful and natural movement of the Head of State just now should be the etiquette of oriental people when drinking this fragrant drink. It looks quite elegant. Of course, the studious Chief of Staff needs to practice it personally.

"Oh? Torpedo?"

Weirle raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and thought for a while, and then answered firmly.

"I don't understand at all. My head of state."

After saying that, the Chief of Staff began to lower his head and continue his tea-skimming practice.

"Are you familiar with it? Major Sorens, by the way, of course you will be familiar with it. You are a naval officer."

Xu Jun smiled and said to a young naval major standing straight in front of his desk.

"Yes, Head, I'm very familiar with that kind of weapon."

The young major replied respectfully, standing in front of the head of empire who was as young as him, he looked a little restrained.

"Well, the topic seems to be distant, continue to report. Where did you talk about it before? Oh...yes, Prince Eugen was attacked by torpedoes. So how did she escape the disaster later?" Xu Jun asked with a smile.

"My head of state, this question is really a bit...wonderful..." The Navy Major replied respectfully.

More than a dozen snow-white trails on the blue blue sea in the North Atlantic quickly approached the huge hull of Prince Eugen.

The afternoon sun shines through the rolling smoke in the air on the sparkling sea, and the beautiful feathered tails are shining with charming light.

But in the eyes of the German naval officers standing on the tall bridge of Prince Eugen, the dazzling pearls of the pearls are clearly the light of the blade on the Grim Reaper's sickle. Under these snow-white trails like feathers, destruction and death are hidden.

Prince Eugen is doomed, and this is the common answer that all German naval officers jumped out of their minds when they saw this scene.

There was no time to hide or space to hide, and the officers could only watch the wings of the god of death approaching them quickly.

The torpedo was approaching 150 meters. At this time, the sailors on the deck also noticed the approaching god of death. A scream suddenly sounded on the deck.

Captain Von Hertz looked at the scene in pain, and his heart was now filled with reproach and regret for himself.

I made an unforgivable mistake, and the pride brought by becoming a heavy cruiser captain blinded my eyes. I forgot to despise any enemy on the battlefield may bring me valuable experience of destruction of this ancestor with his blood.

The scene of his warship being bombarded into pieces by the British Royal Navy ships during the Battle of Norway once again appeared in front of von Hertz. Could that scene be repeated in front of him again?

The faces of more than 30 sailors who died in that battle flashed like lightning in front of him. He once vowed to make the British pay their blood, but now he has not yet avenged anyone, but may also cause more young lives to disappear. Von Hertz felt his heart hurt like a knife.

"captain!"

The first mate's shout dragged Von Hertz back to reality from his thoughts.

"There is no time to dodge!"

Von Hertz immediately woke up, and he was also responsible for the captain of this warship. As long as he was still the captain of this warship, he would be responsible for all the crew members on this warship.

"Immediately sound the collision report and order the bottom cabin personnel to prepare to retreat immediately, and the deck personnel will look for hidden dangers!"

Von Hertz ordered loudly.

"As for orders, Captain!"

The first mate rushed towards the microphone quickly. The harsh collision sound immediately echoed over the battleship.

The sailors on the deck ran quickly to the shelter and cabin closest to them, most of them had no idea what was going on.

The rigorous training played a role at this time. The sailors skillfully followed the steps of the usual training and quickly and without losing order.

"It's too late!"

Von Hertz stood on the bridge looking out, looking at four snow-white trails, rushing towards the smooth bulwark of Prince Eugen like lightning, while the sailors on the deck were still running around in a hurry.

"It's over!"

Von Herz couldn't help but close his eyes. He couldn't bear to see the bloody and terrifying scene that was about to come.

It was a British heavy anti-ship torpedo, which looked like it was an MK7 type, but it might be an older MK5 type, of course it doesn't matter.

The key lies in the attack power of the British torpedo, because the wealthy Royal Navy Torpedo Manufacturing Agency of the British Empire stuffed a full 340 kilograms of high-energy medicine into the hard warhead of the six or seven meters long iron guy.

What is this concept? The destructive power of 340 kilograms of high-energy medicine is enough to level an ordinary block, or to instantly demolish a solid four-story building.

A large torpedo of this kind can easily blow a 5,000-ton unarmored civilian merchant ship into two sections, or make a hole in any battleship with less than the armor strength of the battleship. The size of the hole ranges from falling into a car to a team of tanks according to the victim's tonnage and armor thickness.

At the beginning of the war, the Royal Navy Royal Oak battleship was hit by four torpedoes in Scapa Bay. Moreover, the German G7e electric torpedo was only loaded with 200 kilograms of zha medicine. It is conceivable how terrible the destructive power of this 340 kilogram torpedo will hit.

The German pocket battleship Luzov is still lying on the Kiel's ship platform and can't move. She only got a British torpedo, but the tail of the ship almost broke off on the spot.

Von Hertz could not imagine what would happen if more than a dozen of these torpedoes hit Prince Eugen. Prince Eugen was just a heavy cruiser, and the armor on the side was only 82 mm.

What's even worse is that even this kind of armored belt on the side only reaches about half a meter below the waterline. At a deeper position, there is no other protection besides the thin ship shell, and the location of the torpedo attack is exactly where.

Although Von Hertz was very confident in the strength of the German warships and the meticulous watertight design, he definitely did not believe that he could survive more than two torpedoes, not to mention that there were a dense crowd in front of him.

Von Hertz closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the moment when he was hit by the torpedo.

But after several seconds, nothing happened, no vibration, no explosion, and even a scream or exclamation.

Von Herz opened his eyes in confusion, and what appeared in his sight were his subordinates looking at the seaside one by one.

"What's going on?"

Von Hertz looked at the water on the side of the side according to his subordinates, and the tail of the British torpedo once again came into his eyes. Four snow-white tails were close at hand, rushing towards the bulwark like he had seen before.

But the following scene made Von Herz understand why his subordinates showed such dementia, because he also entered a state of shock at that moment.

The trail stretched to the bulwark and disappeared...and then, nothing happened.

Von Herz looked at the scene in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.

He clearly saw the charming foam trail hitting the bulwark hard, and then was struck into pieces by the waves caused by the warship sailing, but there was no sign of being hit.

"What's going on..."

Von Hertz had never encountered such a thing, nor had he heard of a similar situation. He and his group of officers were completely confused.

"Look, the torpedoes have passed through, and they have passed through the bottom of the ship, haha..."

Suddenly, a loud cry came from the other side of the bridge. Von Herz and his men turned their heads quickly and saw the heroic Major Randolph standing on the lookout stand on the other side of the bridge, maintaining his coolest posture as always while waving his arms to everyone.

Navy officers rushed to the other side of the bridge and looked up to the water.

Indeed, more than a dozen torpedo tails were rushing towards the distance, and they looked like they were torpedoes launched by Prince Eugen itself.

"The British made the wrong decision and set the torpedo to the depth."

The first mate who reacted first couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Those stupid British people almost scared me to death."

"Oh my God, I've never found that the British are so cute. You said yes, if they hadn't made such a mistake, I really couldn't imagine what would happen to us."

"How could a gradual error be made? This shouldn't have happened."

"You go and ask the British. Do you feel sorry for not being bombed into the sky, stupid, go back to your post."

The officers were full of emotion about what was happening in front of them, but they did not notice that the captain's face became increasingly ugly.

"Everyone returns to his post, the report is lifted, and immediately prepare for the battle. The target, the two British destroyers, ordered the turret to open fire."

Von Herz roared and issued a series of orders to the subordinates who had just escaped and were congratulating each other.

He was a little angry now, and the unsuccessful torpedo attack of the Royal Navy finally restored the captain's form at the Battle of Norway.

For the first time, Von Hertz exposed his true nature to all his subordinates, the smart, powerful, cunning and cruel Navy Colonel Von Hertz.

The British torpedo raid made him feel extremely angry. Thinking that his mistake had caused a tragedy, Von Hertz was so angry that he was so angry.

For him, this attack caused him another great humiliation in his military career. He must use actions to make up for his faults and use the blood of his enemies to clean up the shame they brought to himself.

Although he still hasn't understood why the British torpedoes were wrong and deep, this is not important, and he does not want to know the reason. The only thing he knows now is that the British must pay the price for this behavior.

Von Hertz looked coldly at the two British destroyers who were constantly maneuvering to escape from the German warship firepower network.

In the eyes of his subordinates, the captain who had always been a little disgusted with them suddenly seemed to have changed his personal opinion, with a serious expression, a firm and cold look in his eyes...

The subordinates couldn't help but start to secretly reposition the young colonel in their hearts, looking at the chilling fierce gaze in Feng Herz's eyes. Many people began to observe silence for the officers and soldiers on the two destroyers who almost killed them. It seemed that they were dead.

"Christian, this is a warship cared for by the goddess of luck, and has unparalleled good luck. So, you must make her a member of the great warship in history, otherwise you will be too sorry for her."

Randolph slowly walked behind Von Herz and patted the captain's shoulder and said.

"I don't know if I'm worthy of continuing to control her to gallop on the sea. This time I made a fatal mistake and the Admiralty will definitely punish me."

"It doesn't matter, I will explain it to the Head of State. However, even if you will be punished in the future, you will still be the captain who will control her now. You must be responsible for her. Remember that this is the first battle of Prince Eugen."

"I understand, Randolph, thank you."

"All the secondary guns fired, tearing the two destroyers apart. All the commanders followed me into the armored command tower, and the other personnel stood at their posts. Gentlemen! If one day Prince Eugen is recorded in the naval history, we will be proud to tell others that we are members of the warship. For the arrival of that day, let us fight this first battle and let the British taste the anger of this warship."

"As for orders! Sir!" All the officers and soldiers present roared and replied.
To be continued...