Lampard stood in front of the windowsill as if he had laughed at himself. He stretched out his hand and put the blinds on the window. The room was about to get moldy, and suddenly it was dark, leaving a small light in front of the desk. Lampard lit a cigarette and sat in a creaking chair.
Carrying thick handwritten data and captain’s log, the poet-like soldier Lampard found his target-a pile of clean writing paper with pen and ink smell.
A beautiful English font-"Scarborough Gerakl Gold" came into view, and Lampard’s indifferent expression finally loosened.
"It’s a sad story. It doesn’t belong to the Vikings, the Red Tiger Pirates, or the Great Navigation Age. It’s not long ago when the guns were gray and not cold. The location of the story is not mysterious, and the shipping is busy in the Scarborough Gerakl Strait; The story is not surprising because it is a national eternal. I call it Scarborough Gerakl Gold! "
Lampard’s eyes were slightly red, and the memory flew in March, passing by the gunfire, and Scarpa Gerakl came to Scarpa Bay.
The Royal Princess sank, the indefatigable sank, the Australian sank, the Tiger sank, and the fast fleet returned to Scarpa Bay, a high-altitude island where the sun was setting at dusk, and there should be no flying flocks that resounded through the desolate mass, the gentleman’s trembling and the church bell.
One ship after another in the dock slowly docked at the berth, and the tragic situation of the fast fleet made the cable sailor almost lose the turret and unyielding floor. After the construction, the side of the New Zealand was twisted and the shocking hole was torn. The waterline of the Queen Elizabeth was above the normal level I.
"Emperor, is this still the Royal Navy in my memory? ！”
This is the first time that the residents of orkney Island are confused, but it is even more sad.
A group of unkempt sailors with bandages or iron pins were put on the patrol gangway, and their injured companions were limped or helped or carried to the base naval hospital in silence. The injured army finally became sparse, wrapped in a shroud or covered with only a small piece of waterproof tarpaulin. The dead were carried to the warship and piled up at the crow’s wharf.
Young bodies are discharged from the dock to the wave prevention and extension. Everyone wants to keep respect for the dead, but as the death morgue line gets longer and longer, they gradually realize a terrible fact.
"Children, who can tell me where the tireless has gone?" The breath of failure spread like a plague, and an uncontrollable sound suddenly broke out in the silent crowd. A middle-aged woman in a Scottish servant skirt tried every means to find fruit in the berth of the capital ship, and her hands and feet were cold. She stumbled out and grabbed a stretcher-carrying private, saying, "My child is tireless. His name is Yassin, Alex Yassin. He is an honest boy. He likes playing bagpipes very much. Please tell me where he is?"
"Major General, please forgive us. Don’t we have … ten fast capital ships?" The deputy commander of Scarpa Bay base is a veteran general who promoted the position of providing for the aged. Lampard can’t imagine that once the big men in the naval world were almost cynical and asked the cruel truth, "Where did you hide the remaining five fast capital ships?"
No weariness, early withdrawal from combat, no weariness, and no trace of the two escort destroyers in Scarpa Bay, all of which caught the senior officers of the fast fleet off guard.
Lampard clearly remembers Betty’s panic when she couldn’t find the war-weary number, Betty’s remorse and tears when she saw the dead sailors, and Betty’s sitting in the commander’s lounge. Decadence is the royal navy’s "sea cavalry". One of the best tough guys in the British empire cried, and his military hat and medal were put on the table and filled with pistols until they were forcibly confiscated by loyal guards.
Betty, commander of the fast fleet, was destined to bear more. Lampard knew that language was all feeble and superficial, so he took the initiative to carry out the aftermath. At this time, the medical officers and nurses of the base had dispatched the left-behind sailors, officers and men of the coastal defense forces, and local residents and church priests volunteered to join the rescue team.
At dusk, the big fleet is back, and the tragedy of the fast fleet seems to be the main fleet. The rickety warships rely on ships first, and there are no flowers and champagne. orkney people see a group of wounded soldiers who are distracted and lose their fighting spirit, and there is a white shroud as far as the eye can see.
Just evacuated the dock, it was crowded again, with several faces hung with unwashed smoke, tattered navy heads and messy bandages, and sailors were interspersed among the chaotic crowd. Maybe they could find the target, and then a few sailors who survived were crying, maybe they couldn’t find anything, so they sat on the cold dock and cried.
"What makes me live alone? The whole Ruby is gone. What makes me stay alone in this blind world!"
The wounded soldier, who had just been carried into the hospital corridor, woke up. He reluctantly got up and went crazy, like pulling the nurse’s clothes and putting them on hard, and he made a dash for the door.
Naturally, the nurses who were stripped of their clothes refused to let it go, and they took a group of naval gendarmes with them to find the "sex maniac" sailor, so they were shocked.
This 17-year-old girl’s face is covered with delicate and pretty faces, and the private soldier wraps her red women’s clothes around her body and lips with the most vulgar lipstick, so as to prevent the embankment from swaying wildly in front of the cross just erected.
"We agreed that whoever died in the artillery group must die, and the people dressed in women’s clothes will dance the most gaudy dance in England." The sailors also danced a "dance" that was not funny but shocking. The young and immature face was full of snot, tears and blood after the bandage collapsed. "Looking at rummenigge Jr., Fromm was younger than rummenigge, he never broke his word, but I don’t want to dance these gaudy dances. I think you all live!"
After a word of disagreement, several pipe-damaged soldiers on the outer side of the dock started fighting. They seemed to have spilled their hatred teeth to bite each other and untie the bandage to suffocate each other. In less than 30 seconds, they all stopped again. Just at night, a light snow searchlight floated in Scarpa Bay, and the wounded soldiers seemed to embrace each other again. The enemy became one of their own who could entrust their lives.
"If you don’t fight, even if you escape when plugging, then there are only 51 people left out of the Ajax’s more than 900 officers and men. More than 900 people have escaped, and finally there are only 51 people left!"
Tens of thousands of disabled soldiers crowded docks and breakwaters. They were reluctant to receive treatment and return to warm rescue. Some people had given up looking for them in vain. They knelt down and cried and kissed the soil belonging to Britain. Some people continued. They shouted at the top of their lungs all the names of the wars they could remember. They wrote the names of their warships with blood and lime boards. They lifted every shroud to try to find a brother who had lost and could not return home.
"Who saw Rodman? Have some seen the reckless Rodman? ！” Private Allen, the main mast watchtower behind the reckless, tried hard until a big hand took him over
"There are six people when the child stopped looking for the reckless! There are six people from beginning to end!"
Speaking is a 4-inch cannon gunner. He is now the highest commander of the reckless.
"No, Rodman, he must be alive." The young man was angered. He turned his head and looked bloodthirsty and ferocious. "The German artillery shells came and the turret ammunition depot was smashed. Rodman and I were thrown around almost at the same time. How can I live and Rodman die? ! Rodman fought at the last minute and I didn’t help at all, but I survived and Rodman died? "
Rough fingers were burnt by burnt-out cigarettes. Cheering up like a god’s help, a glimpse of Lampard found a pen from a gap, screwed the cap and experienced death personally. Major General swish pen and paper to write.
"At 35 hours, the battleship" The Levator "sank. This cutting-edge battleship was shot only in the non-vital part of the port in the previous battle, and a sailor was injured. However, the last German 35 mm armor-piercing projectile in the peak battle made all the efforts of the officers and men of the" Levator "go to waste."
"This battleship was defined by our newspaper as super-feared ship, super-feared ship, which is a new word full of temptation and imagination. However, as early as the Dogel Shazhou naval battle, our super-feared ship had been exposed in name only, and it was ridiculous that everyone pretended not to know that the battleship sturm und drang Direct Expeditor was resolutely astray, and it was sunk by just a 35 armor-piercing bullet penetrating the main turret ammunition depot."
"General, the military police command asked me to inform you that the military court trial will be held at 14: 45 in three hours. The military police command will send military vehicles to pick you up at 14: 00 …"
Lampard’s body trembled with the sound of the guards knocking at the door, and he didn’t regain his composure until his worrying steps went far away.
"Old friends, I am running out. Let’s hurry …"
The shrill alarm of the military port has finally been lifted, but the melancholy light rain can’t stop the wheel of fate.
"It’s not easy for the real fleet to get away because the Germans are greedy. They demand that many 11th destroyers release smoke on the right side of the fleet. It’s not easy because even a stray bullet can completely destroy them. Compared with the 11th destroyer fleet, the 4th destroyer fleet, which suffered heavy losses, deserves our respect. Because young people’s blood and scrap iron just smashed a road leading to the ocean fleet and released four torpedoes at a yard. Don’t laugh at these four torpedoes. The 11th destroyer fleet is wiped out."
The clock is still ticking away, and the snow-white stationery is like a sonnet. It is smooth and full of delicate and sad strokes of the poet. Lampard doesn’t write quickly because he always melts his emotions into history and may never go far in his life. He has to wipe the lens with a pen and it is foggy.
"The pursuit of the ocean fleet was slightly hampered by the heroic 11th destroyer fleet, and the young people’s blood did not flow in vain, which solved the fact that the Germans of the 11th destroyer fleet could be embarrassed to accept that they could not catch up with the fleet."
"At 9: 12, the battle of light ships also ended. We accidentally harvested the German Fourth Reconnaissance Fleet. These four light patrol ships were eager to leave the cover of the ocean fleet and went deep into the battlefield. As a result, they were surrounded by our two patrol fleets and the fourth light patrol fleet. Since then, the Scarborough Gerakl Strait has been left to clean up the battlefield, destroyers and stars have exchanged fire, and the once-prominent capital ship has been deeply saddened by the cold ocean floor."
"A naval battle is never the end of a war. On the contrary, it is an end. On the afternoon of March 4, 1915, before the big fleet and the fast fleet returned to Scarpa Bay, we received a report from the Admiralty that our North Sea peak plan sank three battleships and four battleships. Another battleship was completely destroyed, and two battleships and four battleships were badly damaged. However, the proud Admiralty said with no conscience that’ the German fleet attacked it but it was still in prison’."
Maybe it’s important to maintain the stability of Downing Street in London, maybe it’s important to quell the riots in London, maybe it’s important to restore the free world to our letter, but it’s unfair to the soldiers who fought bloody battles in Jutland and Ska Gerakl Strait. Ska Gerakl’s shining gold should not be buried deep in the sea. It must be deeply excavated because there is something wrong with our navy. We should face it squarely, instead of prevaricating and perfunctory with one lie after another, so that real people of insight can decide the fate of the royal navy and lose their ability to speak!
The half-closed door was pushed outside the gendarmerie, and a military prosecutor came in and showed Lampard a court-martial ticket and handcuffs.
"If the prosecutor doesn’t violate the confidentiality rules, I want to know the trial result of General David Betty …" Lampard stuffed the Scarborough Gerakl Gold just finished into the cupboard, locked it and calmly extended his hands to the military prosecutor.
"Although I sympathize with you, but …" The prosecutor didn’t accuse Major General Lampard of six charges in a military court. He looked around warily and shook his head with a wry smile.
The second gun outside the first chapter, Gerakl gold (2)
Helgolan Bay is only a stone’s throw away from Port William and Jed Bay. After more than seven hours of continuous pipe damage, the sailors of the German can see the maroon cliffs on the north shore of Helgolan Island, but everything is finally saved by law.
The dying sun clings to the horizon, and the bleak light coats this indifferent sea with a layer of blood red. The bow of the ship, Dora and Emil turrets have been flooded, and the bow deck of the ship can barely emerge from the water. The waves surge and climb easily, leaving ten centimeters. The Gao Qian side deck is on the rampage.
Sailors with horn hammers and iron pins lined up on the front deck to count the numbers. Private First Class Flantz Seldit folded the flag and gently returned it to Captain Kohler.
The towing cable was cut off by the Seidlitz, and the last batch of sailors evacuated from the Deutschland climbed into the lifeboat, then the deck was soaked with oil and blood, panting heavily. Captain Carl Kohler refused to leave his warship, and the soldiers fell to their knees from unyielding knees and were eroded by the waves. They leaned over and kissed the new guy who was about to sink.
The first reconnaissance fleet sounded its whistle, which frightened many seabirds who were foraging and homing. The ocean fleet also joined in to bid farewell to the dead steel hero, Captain Kohler. Finally, he stood up with tears in his eyes and rubbed the hull for a long time before jumping into the rickety lifeboat.
The destroyer came over with a solemn atmosphere. Three white waterlines hit the dying German. The hull of the German ship trembled violently. At 17: 51, the German patrol sank.
The long whistle finally dispersed, and the sailors of the Luzov still surrounded the deck, remembering the most tragic moment in the history of the ocean fleet.
"Jutland naval battle’ the German fleet attacked it and kept it in prison, but it was still in prison’" Wang Haidi did not go out. He burst out of his commander’s room from the depressed mood for a long time.
The cold water cup was put on the table, and the painkillers were scattered all over the floor. Haidi was unaware that he grinned recklessly. It seemed that he had not laughed so indulgently for too long. The otaku had almost forgotten this move, and his laughter was creepy and tore his heart apart.
"’Men don’t take Wu Gou to collect fifty states in the mountains’ and the emperor William wrestled to sink five wars of the British Empire and patrol it into an irreplaceable big man of the imperial navy. What an achievement!"