Four Hundred and Forty Transportation Lines

When the head of the empire, Akado, as the largest shareholder of the Bailanhua Group, personally split up and sold the subsidiaries under his command, the German capitalists completely boiled over. Everyone knows how profitable the Bailanhua Group is, and everyone knows what these subsidiaries, which provide a large amount of weapons and equipment to the German army every day, will bring to them.

Although the operation and profitability of these companies must be arranged and controlled by the government within 10 years, as long as they make money, who cares about these details? As long as the government can ensure that these factories will still be able to make as much money as they do today in the next 10 years, then everyone's investment will have already been earned back.

Soon, 40% of the shares of the subsidiary Mercedes-Benz Automobile Production Group were sold, 45% of the shares of the subsidiary BMW Engine Manufacturing were sold, 25% of the shares of Rhein Heavy Metal Company were sold, and 70% of the shares of the Munich Armament Industry Group were sold... This series of dizzying moves led to a large-scale reorganization of the entire German capital circle.

Unexpectedly, following the actions of Bailanhua Group, there is actually Krupp, the second largest industrial production entity with a large scale; and our company, the leading boss of German chemical companies. These two huge production groups sold their shares at the same time, and packaged and sold some subsidiaries and enterprises that are still able to make a lot of money. And these giant companies that sold their subsidiaries all turned their investment to the newly occupied France and Belgium, where they merged local small and medium-sized enterprises and began to integrate the labor force in the occupied areas.

Far from collapsing, Germany's economy ushered in another round of development* in a more efficient way. Various military enterprises were effectively integrated, thousands of automobiles, tanks and fighter jets were sent to the front line, and Germany's production capacity more than doubled compared to the same period in February 1937.

"Captain! The telegram sent by the No. 11 boat group, the transport fleet numbered H31 passed their ambush area at 4:00 p.m. Attack range." A telegraph operator handed an encrypted message to the submarine commander who was waiting by the side.

"Send a telegram to submarines u-159 and u-100! Tell them to catch a big fish and prepare for an encirclement attack at night! The attack time is 7:15!" The commander took the message and looked at it carefully , and nodded. After speaking, he left the small door of the telegraph room on the submarine. He walked forward step by step in the damp and dark corridor of the submarine with the message, and stopped until he reached the central command room not far away.

His adjutant was using a periscope to observe the movement on the sea. When he saw the captain approaching, he pushed the periscope up to the ceiling and stood at attention and said, "There is no enemy situation yet. The submarine is cruising at a speed of 3 knots, and the voltage is stable."

"Thank you! Adjust the course, 11 degrees to starboard." The captain ordered loudly: "In the evening, prepare to launch an attack on the transport fleet marked H31, check the depth and fuse of the torpedo! Don't make any mistakes!"

"Understood!" The adjutant stood at attention excitedly,

Then began to issue one order after another: "Check the torpedo launcher! Determine the depth of the torpedo! Second combat alert!"

"Attack time is 7:15." The captain pulled down the central periscope and put his eyes on it. From the sight glass, you can see the rough sea, which is empty but refreshing.

"Float up! Let everyone go to the surface of the water to get some air! Dive down in 20 minutes!" The captain said with a smile: "Let's go! Let's go up and smoke a cigarette together."

"Okay!" The adjutant nodded with a smile, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone pay attention to your feet! The submarine is starting to float up!"

As it swayed, the shark-like German U-boat surfaced little by little, and began to sway with the waves on the sea surface, ups and downs. At this time, all the submariners felt that they had returned to the world, not the silent hell.

The oil extraction machine started to work cheerfully again, making a noisy rhythmic sound. The power of the submarine becomes stronger and the speed becomes faster. The batteries started to be charged to make the most adequate preparations for the next underwater voyage. Immediately afterwards, the entire submarine was brightly lit, and the darkness caused by saving power disappeared instantly, and everyone's mood brightened accordingly.

The soldiers unscrewed the reinforced hatch cover, and the sea water poured down from above, soaking everyone's clothes with a splash, but no one was angry about this kind of thing, instead they gave out the most ardent cheers, as the United States and Britain fought More and more troops have been invested in anti-submarine. Although German submarines are still elusive and rarely sunk, it is true that the luxury of floating and breathing is getting less and less.

Climbing up the iron ladder to the steel deck of the submarine, the soldiers began to smoke while leaning against the anti-aircraft guns and guard rails. Many of them were doing various stretching exercises, while the captain, adjutants and lookouts crowded together on the conning tower. Together, enjoy the icy sea breeze and fresh air. This moment is so comfortable and beautiful, it seems that people can forget that they are in the middle of a war, it seems that they can forget that they are on a submarine full of torpedoes.

As submarine officers and soldiers, the favorite thing is the luxury perfume from France, because I haven’t bathed for almost two months, and I live in a narrow space full of diesel oil and the smell of sweaty feet. Anyone will like some fragrances full of petals thing.

During the two months of life at sea, these soldiers basically had to be accompanied by the cold submarine. They are familiar with every corner of the entire submarine, measured the length of the entire submarine with their feet, gave each valve a nice name, and insisted on an autistic lifestyle like a prisoner.

But they have their own way of excitement, to maintain the boring life at sea. After nightfall, the submarine began to dive slowly, and a huge British transport fleet appeared on the horizon on time. The wolves once again set their sights on their prey, and a new round of hunting began.

"Final inspection before torpedo launch!" "Inspection completed!"

"Ready for launch!" "Ready!"

"Fan-shaped spread, six torpedo salvos on the bow! Three! Two! One! Start launching!" The captain shouted loudly!

"Boom!" The first torpedo entered the sea, followed by the second, third, and finally the sixth. The six torpedoes formed a beautiful fan in the water and swam towards their target, drawing a shallow line drawn by white waves behind them.

At another angle opposite the submarine, a submarine with the number u-100 engraved on the conning tower launched six torpedoes on its bow at the same time. It also formed a good-looking fan, also facing the poor British transport fleet not far away. Of course, in another direction, the u-159 submarine is doing the same thing.

"Boom!" The first explosion sounded, and one of the outermost British destroyers was hit by a torpedo, and immediately burst into flames. Shouts and horrific explosions stretched for hundreds of meters as more British sailors scoured the water, hoping to save their ship from doom. However, it is clear that the line of sight is not very good at night. Therefore, finding the enemy to attack torpedoes seems to be a thankless situation.

Immediately afterwards, there was a second explosion, and one of the outer warships was hit and stopped on the sea with flames. The destroyer that was first hit in the distance had already begun to sink. And the warship that had just been hit was obviously not so lucky. It broke into two pieces and began to sink rapidly. Before even a telegram could be sent, it sank to the bottom of the sea with almost all the crew members.

Soon, the third explosion and the fourth explosion followed in the British transport fleet, causing the entire fleet to become a mess. The massacre continued in the dark, and another round of salvos from German submarines sounded the death knell for the entire fleet. At dawn the next day, only 21 of the fleet of 40 transport ships were safe and sound, and half of the material sank to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. The fleet commander stood in the flagship's command bridge without tears, silent Voice.

It's not that he is ruthless, but that he has long been numb to this kind of submarine attack from night. Since mid-February, the British transport fleet has basically fallen into an embarrassing situation where it cannot be replenished. Even if the ships rented at high prices from the United States are counted, they cannot fill the huge tonnage sunk by German submarines. This is the second time he has gone to sea, and it seems that he has become the most experienced navigation expert in the entire fleet.

The transportation line that was originally like a trickle of water, like a faucet that was gradually tightened by people, has changed from a steady stream to the current pitiful situation like dripping water. Because the huge losses cannot be made up, and the number of escort warships is getting scarcer day by day, the British Navy seems to have begun to focus on escorting the route from the United Kingdom to Canada, allowing the German army to attack the transportation route from the United States to the United Kingdom wantonly.

Everyone knows that the British mainland is almost finished, but as a British, every time I think of this tragic ending, I still feel heartbroken. He was almost the first group of British sailors to know that the German naval blockade was basically completed, because every time it could be seen from the eyes of the disappointed crowd waiting in the port that the supplies and food they brought back were too little and too little up.

"This damned war! These damned Germans!" The British commander slammed the table in front of him fiercely, and cursed loudly: "What kind of hero are you staring at the transportation line?"

No one answered his words, because in the last world war, didn't Britain also blockade the vulnerable ports and sea transportation of the German army, so that Germany, which had not yet shed its blood, surrendered in disgrace? Now that they have blocked the UK in turn, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.