Chapter 811 Opinions of the First-Line Generals

"Schel, are you looking for me?" Rear Admiral Behnke opened the door to the conference room of the battleship Bavaria. At this time, there were only two people in the huge conference room, he and Reinhard Scheer, and the environment was too empty. Hescher's serious expression made Behnke feel a little uncomfortable.

"Take a look at the call from the Admiralty." After Scheer finished speaking, he sent an opened telegram to Behnke. "Isn't this for you?" Behnke muttered. But he still opened the letter honestly. "This is a bit of a joke." After reading the telegram, Behnke was a little unbelievable. "I admit that that prince fought very beautifully on the Eastern and Western Fronts. I also admit that the warships he designed for us are very good. It is the honor of a naval general to own a battleship like the Bavaria. However, Is it a bit ridiculous to let an army general command the High Seas Fleet?" Rear Admiral Behnke said. "Prince Ruprecht holds the rank of admiral of the Imperial Navy." Scheer's answer was very calm. "His Majesty the Emperor also has the uniform of the Grand Marshal of the Royal Navy." Behnke threw the telegram aside. "He fought in naval battles and won them. He won them very beautifully. He also planned the battle against the French." Scheer said. "But after all, he has not received a systematic naval education." Behnke said. "Are you talking about the diploma from Naval University?" Scheer raised his head and stared at the other person, making Behnke a little scared. "So be it." The rear admiral said without confidence. "Do you dare to talk to Hipper like this? He does not have a diploma from the Naval University, but he is the person with the most brilliant record in the Imperial Navy. You don't deny it, do you? What you just said is enough for him to duel with you "Yeah." Scheer said half seriously and half jokingly. "You won't agree to let this Bavarian prince command us?" Behnke looked at Scheer in disbelief and said. "And His Majesty the Emperor can't just hand over the command just because you or someone agrees, right? Isn't this a bit unbelievable?" "I don't know His Majesty the Emperor's attitude, but I think it is different from this It’s okay to work together with the prince. The navy needs an attitude and a spirit. We must dare to challenge our opponents. Only in this way can the Imperial Navy become truly powerful and not engage in a war with the former maritime power that will be remembered in the annals of history. The Imperial Navy It is impossible to rise at all. We lack a spirit and a courage. Especially in this kind of war that determines the fate of the country, we cannot exist as a bystander. We must participate, even if some of us will die. But it’s still better than sitting in the port!” Scheer said in a strange tone. "Do you think His Royal Highness is a radical?" Behnke said. "At least he is better than the current fleet commander. You know, I get up every morning and tell myself that I now have the most powerful battleship in the world. I need a battle zone to change me and my life." The fate of the fleet and my country, but the people above us keep stopping us. We want to break the British murder of children (break the blockade). But there is no way to do it. Maybe we will fail, but we at least try ." "So I agree to work with the prince. I agree to give him a chance, a chance to command the High Seas Fleet. Also give us a chance!" After saying that, Scheer no longer looked at Major General Behnke. , began to write a reply. Ten minutes later, at the end of the letter, Major General Behnke, who had hesitated for a long time, also wrote his name. Almost at the same time,

Count Spee who was far away in Istanbul also received this telegram. Unlike Scheer, who was eager to fight the British Grand Fleet to break the naval dilemma, Count Spee conducted a strategic analysis: "From the current point of view, the most brilliant operation of the Imperial Navy after the war was the two operations led by General Su Xiong. The action of a fast battleship in the Indian Ocean has proven Prince Ruprecht's accomplishments in naval issues. I think it is better for the prince to command the High Seas Fleet to launch a limited offensive in the North Sea than to let the fleet continue. It is much better to stay in port."

"If the British really transfer their most powerful battleship fleet to the Indian Ocean, then relying on the asymmetric advantage of fast battleships, we can indeed make some progress during this period. As a result, if the blockade can be attacked at the same time, the effect will be better! This plan is a very genius plan and a very feasible plan." In the telegram, Count Spey wrote. The last telegram was sent to Fao together with the prince’s reminder. Fortunately, Su Xiong and Raeder did not leave with the fleet at this time. At this time, the two most powerful German High Seas Fleet in the outer sea The warship was undergoing final outfitting preparations, and when Su Xiong received the telegram, his first reaction was to immediately increase the reserves of fuel and various supplies! At the same time, remove all the things on the battleship that you don’t want to deal with in the battle! "You know Raider, I have been thinking recently about who the British might send to deal with us. We have caused tens of thousands of casualties to the British. Since the establishment of the Royal Navy, they have suffered such a disastrous defeat. The times are too few, and after Napoleon, the British have never failed at sea, and they will not let us go." "I have been thinking about who the enemies we will face in the future will be, and what they will do. Take care of us. How should we defend, but now, I finally got some information!" Su Xiong raised the telegram and said. "And I also found the key point for us to avoid this disaster!" "What do you mean?" Reidel's heart moved and he realized the seriousness of the matter. "First of all, the only ones coming are the Queen Elizabeth-class fast battleships, and only their arrival is the greatest threat to us! Evan Thomas's fleet is more threatening than Betty's Lion and Tiger Princess and the like! "Su Xiong said. "But the speed of the Queen Elizabeth-class battleship is not enough to catch up with us. We will not fight with them. As long as we want to leave, it will be difficult for them to keep us." Redel said. "If it is a racing match, we are indeed not afraid of Thomas. But don't forget that we are fighting the British in the inland sea of ​​the British Empire. When they reach the Indian Ocean, they can supply supplies in Bombay, Calcutta, or anywhere else. Maintenance, and now the only Allied port that can better maintain these two battleships is Bafao! In this battle of endurance and logistics, we will lose, and we will lose miserably! They are like following a herd of deer Like wild wolves, they will drag us to death after a long chase and then eat us!" "Our enemy is not only Thomas' fleet, but also mechanical strain, personnel fatigue, and fuel consumption. Our deadly enemy, in this case, the British do not have to overwhelm us at the highest theoretical speed." Major General Su Xiong said. "So, based on this alone, you think His Highness the Prince is more suitable to command the High Seas Fleet? Do you plan to support him?" Redel naturally knew the telegram from the Navy Department. He said with some disbelief. "At this time, if we can't support someone who can still think of you and provide you with valuable suggestions, who can we support?" Su Xiong asked. The third update is here~~~! Please subscribe and reward~~~!