Nine Hundred and Seventy Nine Intelligence From Afar

readx(); In the dark and small space, Prien, the captain of the legendary German submarine, is sitting in his lounge with only one bed. ╡┝┢┟.{. The folded table had been closed by him, and he was lying on his back on the bed, feeling the rhythmic roar of the submarine machinery.

The German Navy's blockade against Iceland has not stopped for a moment. Outdated submarines carried mines and secretly laid mines in the waters near Iceland, while advanced new submarines were responsible for besieging and killing ships that attempted to deliver supplies to Iceland.

The long and boring underwater life is far less romantic than imagined. After all, in this time period, the Allied forces have begun to use a complete escort system to barely maintain the outpost base in Iceland. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for submarines to find opportunities to float up and recharge, which limits the combat intensity of German submarines in this area.

Prien hadn't shaved for several days. On his slightly thin face, there were dense cyan stubbles, making him look like a wild man, but he was used to it, because he was in the German submarine force. In combat, he had already ignored his own sloppiness.

After all, compared with survival, a slight flaw on the instrument is nothing at all. What's more, there are no beautiful girls in this closed sea. Who will look after tidying up decently? With the sub's lights off most of the time, who cares about getting some oil on them?

"Sir!" Through the thin cloth curtain, the adjutant on duty called Prien in a low voice. Prien, who hadn't slept at all, immediately turned over and opened the curtain.

"Another fleet has passed by, there are sonar detection signals, and there are quite a lot of escort ships." The adjutant on duty reported the information he had. To perform missions in such dangerous waters, there are not many submarine commanders in the entire German army who have such courage. ◊╪┝.. But the greater the risk, the greater the reward, so they now have first-hand information.

Prien was taken aback for a moment, then touched his stubble-covered chin with his hand, and frowned in confusion: "There are such frequent fleets, and they all gather a large number of anti-submarine escorts...they are going to the island. We have to notify the headquarters of what to send and how intensive it is.”

"Course adjustment, 44 degrees east! Turn the rudder." Prien put the leather jacket on himself, jumped out of the bed, and followed the adjutant on duty to the command room of the submarine. The sonar soldier was holding on to the headset, and the roar of the engine from the fleet above the ship seemed to be quite a few ships.

"Adjust the course to the east, turn the rudder 44 degrees, and get out of this water as soon as possible." The adjutant on duty gave an order to the helmsman to leave here, and the helmsman nodded, and then began to adjust the direction of the rudder on the submarine. The submarine turned slowly in the deep sea, like a giant shark waiting for an opportunity to pounce on its target.

They only have one torpedo left, which urgently needs to be replenished, and waiting here is only temporarily avoiding the frequent passing by of the American merchant fleet.

So from the very beginning they didn't intend to attack, but were just avoiding and observing. Now they are going to leave, because they want to find a safe place to float up and take what they saw back to the submarine headquarters in France.

In the formation of surface ships, a sonar soldier on a destroyer frowned. He heard a strange sound in the water, not a sound of nature, it sounded like... like a submarine is adjusting its course .

"What did you find?" The nervous officer stood beside the sonar soldier and asked in a slightly stammering tone. He didn't want to encounter those legendary German submarines. He heard those comrades who had encountered them say that it was a nightmare. ╪┠.(﹝.c{o［m{

"It seems to be a submarine, but I didn't hear any other sounds. They didn't fire torpedoes... at least not just now." The sonar soldier took off his earphones and answered his officer's question. As a recruit, he was also very nervous about the current situation. God knows if a torpedo will come and blow their ship in two?

"Did you hear it wrong? The Germans have no reason to let our fleet go." The officer swallowed and asked cautiously.

"Yes, it is possible." Because of the large number of ships launched, the U.S. Navy has too many new servicemen. The U.S. Navy, whose main force is in the Pacific Ocean, had to use a large group of recruits to fool it in the Atlantic Ocean. Although the losses of the German submarine attack fleet remained high, compared with Japan's siege in the Pacific, the battle in the Atlantic was still very low-intensity.

Therefore, the United States is also confident and bold in using new recruits. After all, the German navy is still at least one hundred and eight thousand miles away from crossing the Atlantic to land in the United States. Therefore, the quality of officers and soldiers of these escort ship formations is generally not high, which is another reason why German submarines can often succeed.

Just imagine the drastic decline in the quality of the German Army after its expansion. To what extent, you can calculate how inferior the quality of the US Navy is after the expansion. Even this inferiority can only be described as "tragic". to describe. There was even a large number of navies who hadn't even learned how to swim, and were thrown into the cold and choppy North Atlantic sea.

After another half hour, the newly trained sonar soldier took off his earphones again, and looked at the officer behind him: "Listen, I can't hear you anymore. There is no sound at all... It may have left, Maybe it was me just now, I just heard wrong."

So everything was happy, the nervous officer behind him wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath. He raised his head and looked at the huge fleet behind him through the nearby glass window. This fleet was ordered to replenish food and fuel to Iceland. As for why it is so huge, no one can tell. .

In a huge castle near the French coastline, a group of senior commanders of the German Navy's submarine force are busy with a huge sea chart. Germany now has ocean-going submarines, and the submarines performing missions near Iceland have passed number of ships. These advanced wolf packs are cruising at sea, holding back the British and American navies with an astonishing sinking ratio.

The German Navy is strengthening what they lack, and Raeder can finally, like a real World War II admiral, begin to equip his fragile aircraft carrier fleet with real advanced warships. With the service of the new heavy cruiser, the entire German naval surface fleet finally has decent artillery combat equipment in its own hands. The pressure on Germany's traditional sea power, which relied on the battleship Admiral Raeder, was finally relieved, and at this time the U.S. Navy was launching more and newer aircraft carriers.

"General! General! It's an emergency telegram from the u-47 submarine." A communications soldier in charge of the radio station hurriedly handed over a highly encrypted message to the person who was standing on the corner of the huge chart, looking at it carefully. Admiral Dönitz over the Atlantic.

The commander-in-chief of the Navy's submarine force, who was once dispatched by Akado to the Netherlands to secretly form Germany's first submarine fleet, is now the veritable number two figure in the Navy of the Third Reich. His wolves have made great achievements in battle, and he himself is also a hot and powerful general in the German Navy.

"Oh? A telegram from Prien?" Doenitz took the encrypted telegram, turned a page, and compared it directly to the translation behind it. His eyes swept over those sensitive words, then he raised his eyebrows habitually, and signed his name at the end of the document——Karl Dönitz.

Then he called his deputy: "Give this document to the Imperial Intelligence Department and remind me to call General Gaskol later. This is very important intelligence data. The intelligence shows that the United States is helping Iceland. Britons in exile, strengthen their power in Iceland."

More frequent fleets...what the hell are they transporting? Dönitz frowned. He didn't know what his opponent was thinking, but he knew that both the Americans and the British were trying to break the advantage of his wolf pack under the Atlantic Ocean. This is not a very good signal, it is very likely that the enemy is planning a counterattack!

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I haven't seen the original version of the document, but the news has been passed to the intelligence department of the Third Reich Wehrmacht. In Gasker's office, a group of intelligence experts are analyzing the telegram from the distant Atlantic sea. Prien's submarines were well-calculated, and the Americans were now dispatching their transports at a more frequent rate, and other submarine forces confirmed that the number of Allied submarines heading to Iceland was increasing.

What exactly is being transported? This is a very important question. Obviously, such a large-scale transportation is not to continue the existence of the Icelandic base, but to expand the base and use it on a large scale. This is not good news for Germany. It proves that the Americans and the British are planning a counterattack in the Atlantic.

"Immediately send a message to the spy divisions in the United States and the United Kingdom, so that they can find out what the Allied forces are doing in Iceland as soon as possible!" Gaskol knocked on his desk, and finally said to his subordinates: "It doesn't matter What they are going to do, we must know in advance and stop them!"

In the general headquarters of the SS, Reinhardt also said the same thing to his subordinates: "I don't care what method you use, but you must find out the detailed plans of the Allied forces about the Icelandic base. Then put it on my desk! Do it now! Now!"