Chapter 1242 Special Forces of the Royal Fleet
Britannia Empire, the battlefield of Lake Anga.
On the battlefield of Anga Lake, the sound of stones and huge arrows passing through the sky roaring one after another.
Otto stood on the deck of the Heles and looked at the sky above his head expressionlessly.
He didn't even look at the movements in the distance.
Of course—there is no need to see it.
The current situation is as usual.
Otto himself could not count how many days had the battle of Lake Anga, which was rivaled by the joint fleet of the Britannian Empire.
He only remembers that the battles these days have been in a stalemate.
The ships of the United Fleet are not as big as the main battleships of their Royal Fleet, so they have always given up their weaknesses and tried their best to avoid placing battles with the ships of the Royal Fleet, controlling the distance between the two sides, and using long-range attacks to strike the ships of the Royal Fleet.
While the United Fleet is giving up its shortcomings and promoting its strengths, the Royal Fleet is also giving up its shortcomings and promoting its strengths.
These days, the common tactics of the Royal Fleet are to form dense arrays and launch collisions on the ships of the Combined Fleet in order to sink the ships of the Combined Fleet, or engage in hand-to-hand combat with the ships of the Combined Fleet.
On the first day of the war, part of the reason why the vanguard troops led by Ge Yunse were defeated was that Ge Yunse's army was in chaos.
As long as you are not panic, when it comes to fighting on-board wars, it is obvious that the Royal Fleet, which has higher and larger ships, has a more dominant position.
The commanders of the Joint Fleet also knew that they were at the disadvantage of fighting on the shore war. At the same time, their ships could not resist the impact of the Royal Fleet's new warships, so the Joint Fleet has always avoided close contact with the Royal Fleet.
The Royal Fleet advances, the United Fleet retreats, the Royal Fleet retreats, the United Fleet advances - this is the almost unchanging scenery of the Battlefield of Anga Lake these days.
The two armies have been chasing each other on the lake surface of Anga Lake, and the battlefield has also changed from the center of the lake to the northwest corner of Anga Lake.
Judging from the current situation, the position of the battlefield still tends to move closer to the northwest.
Although the United Fleet is now suffering more casualties, because the United Fleet has always used long-range attacks to counterattack the Royal Fleet's ships, many ships of the Royal Fleet were unfortunately sunk, killing and injuring many generals.
Just as Otto was still observing the sky above his head expressionlessly, a messenger rushed behind him and then reported to him loudly:
"Chief Coach! The troops led by General Ludendolf arrived in the wilderness area 10 miles north of Zlukou yesterday!"
"Yesterday..." Otto murmured, "That guy Rudendolf should have come to Zlu's mouth now, right?"
Speaking of this, Otto sneered.
"That guy... don't hold me back... hurry up and lift the blockade of Zlu's mouth."
"Okay, you can step down first."
"yes!"
"……Wait a moment!"
Just as the messenger was about to retreat, Otto suddenly stopped him again.
"Master! What else do you have to tell me?"
"...you go and call General Fercher von Hellmann to me."
"yes!"
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...
Otto didn't wait too long, and the person he wanted to meet came.
"Chief Coach!"
A young man about 35 years old walked quickly to Otto and gave a standard military salute to Otto.
Fercher von Hellmann - rank of general. One of the senior commanders of the Royal Fleet.
"Ferscher." Otto smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, "No need to be polite."
"Chief coach."
Fershell put down his hand to salute.
"Is there anything wrong with calling me?"
"I suddenly called you over. What else do you think?" Otto's face appeared with a shallow smile, with a meaningful smile. "My 'Captain of the Royal Fleet Special Forces'."
After saying that, Otto turned his head back and looked at the slightly darker sky above his head.
"Ferscher, did you see it?"
Fershell followed Otto's appearance and looked up at the sky.
The slightly dark sky was covered with dark clouds.
"Is it going to rain..." Ferscher murmured.
"No."
As soon as Fershell finished speaking, Otto replied without hesitation.
"It's just an ordinary cloudy day, and it's impossible to rain."
"Coach, I've always been curious - why do you always judge the weather so accurately?"
"Practice makes perfect. In my judgment, it will be a rare cloudy day tonight. It would be a pity if this weather, which is very rare in summer, is wasted like this."
"We have been tug-of-war with the joint fleet of the Britannian Empire these days."
"I'm really tired of such a tug-of-war."
"It's time to open our trump card to reverse the battle that has been delayed in finding a victory or defeat."
"Ferscher, I decided to dispatch the 'special forces' tonight."
When Fershell was a little stunned when he heard Otto's words.
Then he showed a look of ecstasy.
"Coach! Really?"
"I don't have the habit of making jokes about military matters."
"So - coach, what is the goal of fighting tonight?"
"I have only one goal for you - to destroy the main battleship of the United Fleet as much as possible. You should recognize what the main battleship of the United Fleet looks like, right?"
"Of course! The main warship of the United Fleet is the largest ship in their fleet! Even the blind man will not admit his mistake!"
"Try me to the time, Fershell."
Otto and Ferscher took out their pocket watches and looked at each other's time.
"It's 18:22 pm," Otto said, "The combat time is set at 22:00 tonight! I will give you full authority to command the front line for this battle. You will be responsible for personally commanding the 'special forces', when to start attacking and when to retreat - these are all decided by you."
"yes!"
"Give me a beautiful victory, Fershell."
"yes!"
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Tonight—
22:08 pm—
The joint fleet, the outer periphery of the ship, above a certain whistle ship—
"There is an enemy ship approaching!"
As soon as a soldier's shout fell, other comrades on the same boat as him looked in the direction pointed by the soldier's fingers.
Since being attacked by Doppler, from the joint fleet, from the knights such as Su Cheng to ordinary generals and soldiers, they are now quite sensitive to enemy ships that suddenly approach the ship formation.
This time, the enemy ships approached their ship array not only had only one in number, but were not new warships of the Frank Empire.
It was just an ordinary warship, in terms of size, about the same size as the No. 2 warship of their Britannian Empire.
After approaching a certain distance, this suspicious enemy ship no longer approached.
The location where this enemy ship was stationed made the soldiers of the joint fleet's commander-in-chief ships who were responsible for keeping their watch were quite puzzled.
Because this enemy ship just docked outside the defense circle of their joint fleet.
Chapter completed!