Another World: Naval Storm

Since the war began, Royal Navy warships have been sinking continuously and bad news has continued. Although many warships of different types of the Drake Navy have also been sunk, the overall loss is still slightly higher than that of the Drake Empire, which is unacceptable to the self-respecting people of Tarun.

The Talen Strait Fleet was stuck in a quagmire of mines and submarines. After losing three destroyers, the Harden Fleet cautiously narrowed its defense circle, limiting its range of activities to within one hundred nautical miles, and strictly guarding against the wolf-pack-like submarines of the Drakes.

Under General Jellicoe's conservative policy, the main force of the Talen Royal Navy held the Zilasa Bay and passively responded to the enemy, confronting the Oceanic Fleet across the North Sea.

This was not the situation that the stubborn Taren people wanted. Such a messy situation made John Bull, who had been so arrogant and dominated the world for a hundred years, feel ashamed. The public and newspapers made overwhelming accusations against the Admiralty, and the spearhead was directed at Hawke's Kiss who had just taken office.

Especially now, Drake warships are rampant in the North Sea, submarines and destroyers are sinking Talen's ships with impunity, and the defeated enemies dare to repeatedly provoke the Royal Navy's glory that has lasted for hundreds of years.

The bad guy Leo ordered the expulsion and seizure of all Taren ships near the Heligoland Bight. The elusive Drak submarines and fast destroyers were frequently dispatched, scaring the Taren fishing boats and merchant ships to death. They were extra careful every time they sailed in the Burial Ship Bay.

"Dad, why do we still come here to fish? It's so dangerous here!"

"Hurry up and work, don't waste time! There are abundant fish waiting for you to catch near the coast! If you don't come here, how can you, a boy, eat your fill? Many city people only eat a few slices of bread a day, unlike us who have fish to eat every day!" the captain of the fishing boat shouted.

"I don't want to go fishing every day and smell like fish!" said the short guy Kata with a pout.

"Hurry up and collect the nets. What nonsense are you talking about? Without the inherited skills from your ancestors, you will never grow up! You will have to rely on it to get married in the future!" The captain patted his small fishing boat and roared.

"Dad...Dad, look!"

Fifteen-year-old Kata stood on the side of the ship, pointing tremblingly at the Sarmatian Sea in the fog in front of him and shouting.

"The Drakes are coming...?" The captain did not go to see, but instead quickly increased the speed of the fishing boat, intending to escape quickly in the heavy fog. It might be a Drake patrol boat coming.

"Dad, no...no, come and see!"

"You little brat, are you looking for a beating? You scared me!" The captain picked up a stick and wanted to hit the kid twice.

"Bang!" The sound of a wooden stick hitting the deck was heard, and the two men stood there like fools.

"God bless!"

Then the captain began to sing the Tarun Royal Navy's military song, and he kept making the sign of the cross with his hands. The little boy Kata also hummed along with his father.

In the early morning of September 1916, 9, in the area of ​​Zangchuan Bay in the southern part of Beihai.

The light cruisers, destroyers and submarines coming from the direction of Harwich Port formed a square formation and passed through here one after another quickly, taking advantage of the extremely low visibility in the sea fog.

"Dad, where are they going?" Kata stared at all this in amazement and asked confusedly.

"I don't know, no...it should be...definitely going to kick the Drake people's ass!" The hot-blooded captain said with a smile.

"Great! Beat them hard!" Kata waved his hands to cheer for the fleet.

"Look carefully, boy! These are the Birmingham- and Arethusa-class light cruisers, the Porte-class destroyers and the Havoc-class destroyers, as well as the J-type submarine!" The old captain introduced the models and names of the warships like a treasure trove.

"Dad, you are so awesome!" Kata looked at him admiringly.

"Of course, your father has served in the Royal Navy for more than ten years!" The old captain was very proud.

"Dad, I want to join the Royal Navy in the future!"

"Of course, joining the Royal Navy is the dream of every Talen man! Look, the Harden fleet should be out, and this time it should be a big deal for the Drake people!" The old captain sneered.

"Dad, look at that! It's so big!" The young man had good eyesight. In the foggy sea in the distance, there were several huge warships. Their huge hulls and numerous gun barrels gave people a strong sense of security. Based on my experience as a fishing boat captain, their displacement was amazing.

"Haha, that's great! The Royal Navy is invincible, so that must be the main force of the Royal Fleet. The fog is still too thick. If it were a little thinner, we would be able to tell the specific model!" The old captain felt a little regretful.

"Dad, there's a warship coming towards us!" Kata was a little nervous.

"Pa!" Kata was slapped on the forehead.

"Why should we be afraid of our own warships? Oh~ it's an Arethusa-class destroyer coming." The old captain explained.

The destroyer came closer and shouted through a loudspeaker, asking the small fishing boats to leave quickly, saying that the sea area had become a war zone and asked them to go back quickly.

If the fog had not been so thick that the signal flags and light signals could not be seen clearly, the destroyer would not have had to come so close to make the notification.

"Dad, let's go!"

"Why don't you collect the nets quickly? If a fight breaks out, an 88mm shell will blow our small boat to pieces! You haven't married yet, you can't risk your life here!" The old captain was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. In the end, he still felt sorry for his youngest son. The two of them collected the nets as quickly as possible, shifted gears and drove back at full speed.

On the watchtower on Drake Helgoland Island, soldiers on duty chatted while observing the sea through a large telescope.

"The fog is so thick that I can't see anything!"

"We can't help it. Commander Leo asked us to stay alert. After all, the losses suffered by the Talen devils during this period of time are not small!"

"Indeed, they must be furious!" said the soldier, pulling out a pack of cigarettes to share with his companions.

"Ahem!" A captain suddenly appeared and scared the two soldiers on duty.

"Sir, give me a cigarette to relieve my fatigue!" The soldier was not afraid, but came forward to try to get close to him.

"Is there anything going on?" the captain asked, blowing out a smoke ring.

"Nothing found!" the two soldiers shrugged in response.

"That's fine, just do your duty well!" The captain used a telescope to observe the surroundings but found nothing, so he went downstairs to rest.

At 4:48, the four destroyers of the Second Squadron of the Drake Navy's First Reconnaissance Fleet returned to the naval port under the escort of the light cruiser Gu Long.

The Heligoland Island was in sight, and the fleet's lookout officers and soldiers were exhausted and relaxed. The officers and soldiers who returned from their mission did not know that a Talen submarine was preparing for a surprise attack not far from them.

At 4:24 a.m., the Talen attack fleet consisting of Vice Admiral Harden's four cruisers, 4 destroyers, Commodore Victor's 24th Submarine Squadron's three submarines, and Commodore DiNozzo's 4st Light Cruiser Squadron's six Pomingham-class light cruisers took advantage of the heavy fog in the Heligoland Bight, which prevented the Drake airships and aircraft from taking off for duty, and successfully avoided the outermost defense line alert fleet in the Heligoland Bight, and quietly lurked to the designated location northwest of Heligoland Island to assemble.