I Became a Captain of the British Empire

How to fight the cheater with infinite lives

A breathless bridge. Beads of sweat ran across his cold face. The touch of the iron floor is cold today. I don’t think it’s strange if I’m frozen and can’t move.

In case even a speck of dust could be seen, the eyes brought to the binoculars stared at the sky with trepidation. The clear sky without clouds at some point got tired and lowered his gaze. The waves crashing on the boat looked aloof today.

“Correspondent, can you hear anything?”

“No talk.”

Correspondent shaking his head.

I turned my gaze to the bridge, looked at him, and clicked my tongue. Realizing the mistake belatedly, he hurriedly turned his face away.

It’s been an hour since the flyer turned its course to the north, and no report has been heard yet.

“Has it all happened… .”

“Our air force is not such a lighthearted entity.”

While I was quietly muttering, the air staff who approached me suddenly answered. I lowered my binoculars.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you listen.”

“no. The truth is, I’m a little anxious too.”

He said it with a wry smile.

I’d be anxious too I’m not trustworthy since I’m the commander.

“It is said that the US Navy previously deployed a new fighter.”

“What, that army plane? It must have been F4B… .”

I saw it in a report distributed before departure.

I thought it was a rather fast biplane, but it was impressive that it could mount heavy bombs.

Other than that, just a normal biplane? However, the air chief’s gaze is a bit different.

“yes. It is said that deployment has just begun, but if the performance reported in the report is true, our fighters will be hard to match.”

“Right. If it’s a new machine, it’s worth paying attention to.”

Maximum speed 300 km/h. It is a number that comes out naturally that it exploded slowly during the monoplane era. But now it is 1930. It is still the heyday of biplanes. The monoplane is the time to show your face experimentally little by little. At this time, it is fast even if it exceeds 250 km/h.

Anyway, the times are ambiguous. The speed at which fighters were playing with torpedo bombers in the early days of World War II. The range of attack aircraft is almost half. That is why numbers are even more important.

Nothing can be done with ambiguous numbers that are neither this nor that.

“Slowly the time is running out.”

“I hope you come back safely.”

Without answering, I silently looked at the distant sky. A sticky sea breeze blew past the bedside.

Will I be able to succeed? By now, the results of the attack should have been known. Maybe before the raid returns, we’ll see a large enemy formation on the horizon…

“Report from the raid!”

In an instant, everyone turned their heads in unison.

Each of them waited for the next words with tense faces. My eyes flashed too.

My heart feels like it’s about to jump out of my chest.

Although it was a brief gap, the time that felt like an eternity passed and the communications officer finally continued.

“One torpedo hit on the enemy ship! Oh, and two bombs hit!”

“… Did you hit both feet?”

Cheers erupted from all over the bridge.

Incredible voice. did this work? really? Wouldn’t that be a lie?

I didn’t feel it. However, even when he rubbed his eyes and opened them again, the excited communication officer’s face remained the same.

“The raid has done it! I might try to sink it with this!”

“Let’s prepare for the 3rd raid! Isn’t it possible to mobilize a squadron of about 2-3 units yet?”

“It is not. Leader, first of all, after the raid team returns… .”

A voice from Joong-gu Heating, full of joy. I ignored them for a moment and hung my head.

Now is the time to think.

First of all, I need to reconsider my assessment of fleet air defense at this time. It’s a small raid, but it’s an unexpected achievement. If this is the case, a reversal might be possible enough.

However, the damage from two bombs – at best one shot – can be fully recovered, even if all of them hit as reported. Even so, the US Navy suffered a blow in the battle last year. You should have paid enough attention this time.

Therefore, it cannot be seen that the enemy has been completely subdued. The hope is that you can slow it down with torpedoes. However, even if the reliability of the on-site report is ignored, a single torpedo cannot give a fatal blow to the Lexington-class hull. Even more so for small air torpedoes at this time.

As I continued to think, the surroundings gradually became quieter. When I opened my eyes, the staff members were all looking at me with anxious faces.

“Chief of the flyer? excuse me… Are you okay?”

The officer speaks in a hesitant voice. shaking eyes. It looks like something went wrong.

“Oh, it’s okay. Never mind.”

said, shaking his head. For now, I want to concentrate without being interrupted. In case you didn’t know, I glanced at the chief officer. Our eyes met and the chief warden raised his head and quietly left the bridge.

Fortunately, it seems that he understood what I meant. Let’s think without worrying about being disturbed this time. carefully, carefully.

“Let’s hear more reports first. Correspondent, any additional reports from the raid?”

“Not yet.”

“You may be under attack during your evacuation.”

the air chief added.

Well, there’s no way the interceptor would let it go back after dropping the bomb.

“I’ll just have to wait for you to come back.”

second chance You can’t do things in a hurry like you did just now. Slowly analyze the situation given to me.

First of all, the air operations of the US aircraft carrier would have been temporarily paralyzed. Further airstrikes will be difficult, at least until night.

“Correspondent, are there really no additional reports from the raid?”

“Yes, it is, but… ?”

“At the reconnaissance aircraft?”

“There are no reports.”

Yes, that’s right.

He nodded his head slightly at the blindfolded communications officer.

The reason I checked again and again was that it wouldn’t be strange if their air strikes started now. There’s no guarantee that their raid didn’t sortie before our raid arrived.

Of course, if there is any sign of that, the raid team will send a telegram. Still, the possibility of missing a few planes should not be ruled out. Because even a few planes can break through the air defense network.

The engagements so far have proven that.

“We put more stringent anti-aircraft boundaries and keep the course as it is. Aviation Chief, immediately upload the remaining spare fighters to CAP.”

“yes? Then there will be a short break before sunset… .”

“Anyway, their deck is out of use for a while. If the raid comes, then one more time. That too soon. We need to launch one more escort plane.”

There should be no mistakes. never!

You can’t waste a hard-earned opportunity. Even thinking of his subordinates who would have died during the attack, he had to be cautious.

“That’s what you mean. All right. We are told to launch a new combat aircraft immediately.”

The air chief nodded as if he understood the situation. After saluting, I put him behind me and looked at the sky. Nothing was yet visible under the clear clouds.

After two hours of blood-drying, I finally began to see small dots over the horizon.

“Watch starboard! Bearing 010, distance 20,000! A number of unknown flying objects are constantly approaching this ship!”

“Prepare for anti-air combat!”

The sound of footsteps lingers around the bridge. Troopers rush to position and anti-aircraft weapons raise gun barrels. A burning sensation in the throat.

“Is the enemy identified yet?”

“No response!”

driving me crazy. Is it really an enemy raid?

The crashing sound of propellers could be heard from the bridge ceiling. I saw a combat patrol aircraft flying toward a point in the sky. Beneath the twin leaves that crossed and glistened in the sunlight, the wind brushed through my hair like a blade.

“Chairman! Professional!”

When I closed my eyes with a bleak feeling, the communications officer urgently shouted to the bridge.

“This is a friendly raid!”

A feeling of relief swept through his entire body. I thought my heart stopped.

“There doesn’t seem to be any enemy raids.”

“So lucky.”

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Pretending to be calm, he said calmly. In fact, my heart was beating like crazy.

lived

Just that thought ran through my head.

“Fortunately, the. With this, we can prepare for the 3rd raid without any problems.”

The sweaty operation officer approached with a sigh.

“Let’s get ready right away.”

He continues his conversation in an urgent voice as if there is no time.

Sunset was definitely not far away.

Decisions must be made as quickly as possible.

“no… Think about it some more.”

But there are still things to bear in mind.

Let’s not be hasty. Carefully…

“But there is no time! What are you thinking… .”

“Captain, come over here.”

He waved his hand at the questioning commander and walked to the center of the bridge. He approached the captain with his head raised and asked.

“If the enemy fleet reverses course right now, how long will it take for our fleet to catch up?”

“yes? Oh, if you count… .”

He thought deeply, then answered with a frown.

“Let’s go down to the chart room and take a look.”

“Yes, please help me.”

After a while, a voice was heard through the entire hall.

“Chairman, even setting them at 25 knots is unreasonable. We can’t catch up until sunset.”

I knew it. I was hoping that something would work out.

I understood it more clearly when I saw the chart handed to me by the navigator on the bridge.

“There’s a corner to escape to, whether it’s New York or Boston.”

Their final location is 150km south of Boston. It’s about the same distance northeast of New York. With a distance between leaflets of over 250 km, there is a good chance it will run into port before we catch up.

“We may go north and join the main battleship line. If they come with a battleship, we have no chance.”

“But there’s a chance they’re trying to re-engage in reverse, isn’t it? Night maneuvers are unknown to anyone. We must go north like this and plan a decisive battle!”

“It’s too dangerous! Aren’t the damage to the Air Corps still too great?”

“As long as the battlecruiser’s guns can finish it off, the air force’s damage won’t matter.”

Controversy begins again.

However, my thoughts were already coming to a conclusion. He interrupted the two before raising his voice. I looked at the commander who was looking at me in bewilderment and asked.

“Operations officer, what is our goal?”

“yes? That’s it, sailing south and cutting off the enemy’s supply line.”

“That’s right. That is our number one goal.”

“However, the destruction of the enemy’s mobile fleet is necessary for smooth commercial destruction in the future.”

plausible story. Certainly, if the carrier strike group continues to follow, the operation will not be as easy to solve.

He nodded and replied.

“Half right, half wrong.”

But one thing is missing.

“Now, if they and our flyer both take damage at the end of the battle, what do you think is the loss?”

America has infinite lives.

“It’s on our side. There are a few of them and they can build battleships and carriers again, but we don’t.”

A shadow was cast over the officer’s expression. Even before the US military industry was fully operational, their strength was already beyond imagination.

Even now, many capital ships are being built and launched…

Even if they stab each other with swords, this side is at risk. Now is the time to conserve power. Prioritize the achievement of strategic objectives above all else.

“Right now we are the only task force in the Royal Navy. Destroying trade in the South is something only we can do. Don’t forget the final goal, operative.”

Saying that, he quietly turned his head. The commander quietly saluted and shut his mouth.

“Turn to bed. With bearing 180.”

A gurgling sound. The helmsman repeats the command, and Repulse quickly turns. The boat splits the water and splashes water droplets.

The captain approached with a puzzled face and asked.

“Where is your destination?”

There is only one place to go.

He replied with a smile.

“Bermuda shorts.”

Off the coast of Rhode Island, U.S. Navy Saratoga Combat Team.

As soon as the report was heard, the Saratoga Combat Team turned course and ran at full speed, risking delays in emergency repairs. Thanks to New Mexico, who hurriedly caught up with her, she managed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The fleet, which had gathered its battle lines, was alert to the enemy by illuminating the night with searchlights and flares. However, the problem was that there was not a single boat passing around until the day was bright.

“Something is strange.”

At the words of the chief of staff, Marshall nodded.

“Where have they gone?”

Standing on the bridge, the two looked at the sea, which could be described as truly desolate. There was no report from the reconnaissance plane that flew early in the morning or from the outer patrol ship. It was literally a sea where not a single baby whale could be seen.

I thought I had turned the course…

Then a terrifying thought crossed my mind.

“Could it be in New York?!”

“That won’t be it. If the city had been attacked, we would have been contacted.”

Only then did Marshall let out a sigh of relief. However, it was difficult to calm down.

“Then did you really run away?”

I raised my head with blank eyes. There were no artifacts in the sky he was looking at. Only the familiar sound of seagulls echoed through the lonely sky.

“Looks like we’ve been tricked.”

“There was no other way.”

“Right. I was unlucky, though.”

I swallowed my breath and agreed. It’s annoying, but I couldn’t help it.

Getting hit by an aircraft carrier smaller than you? It’s humiliating. But this is air warfare.

Consoling himself that he had a good experience, Marshall shook his head.

“Look for a wake. Fly the reconnaissance plane again, and proceed south as it is!”

Saratoga’s hull swerved and tilted.

A long way from yesterday’s battlefield. British Royal Navy Destroyer Acasta.

Captain Woodward looked up at the sky. The sound of engines chirping like flying flies had not been heard since the last bomber had withdrawn yesterday.

“Where have all these gone? Did you really go home?”

Looking at the clear sky without a single impurity, he blinked quietly.

“Captain! We must break away now!”

Coming to his senses at the captain’s words, Captain Woodward shook his head and raised his hand.

“Are we full of fuel?”

“It has been a long time since it was fully loaded. Let’s go.”

“Have the children returned?”

“I am returning now.”

Looking at the direction the navigator indicated, the sailors in the boats were approaching the destroyer.

“Looks like it’s over. Did you release all the crew members?”

“Yes, but there are still problems on the bridge… .”

He frowned in front of the navigator who was speechless.

“What’s the problem? You followed all the procedures.”

“Even if you say it’s a procedure… .”

“what do you want? just let it go? Damn, just go! I don’t need it!”

“No, that’s not it. They told me to pay for gas and go?”

“what?”

The captain blushed and let out an angry roar.

“Have you seen these naive robbers!”

I don’t know who the robber was, but the navigator kept his mouth shut. The captain let out a snort and swung his fist at the tanker, which had clear black bullet marks.

“A sea man has to be kind, is that what he says to people who look adrift because of lack of oil? It’s a situation where it won’t be enough even if you come and spread it right away!”

“Hey, give me something for now. Wouldn’t it be a bit embarrassing if it turned out that we were piracy?”

“Give me what? I don’t have a single penny to give to such idiots!”

Behind the captain who was so angry, the captain shook his head with a quiet smile on his face.

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Piracy is not a very glamorous career.

The captain, who had been rolling his feet for a while and spat out curse words, eventually let out a long sigh and clicked his tongue.

“okay! Pay that much later! How much do you mean per gallon of fuel?”

The captain was speechless at the astronomical amount that followed.

“… Come to think of it, I don’t have any dollars.”

Carefully approach the front of the palace.

“Look, you gunner… .”

“I spent all my pennies on divorcing my wife.”

“Uh, um. I’m sorry.”

I raise my head again.

“Navigator, you.”

“sorry. There seems to be a problem with the chart room.”

“Hey you bastard!”

There is no one to trust in the world.

The captain was in great trouble. It’s a matter of money. It’s not the time to worry about war, returning to the fleet, or anything like that.

He struggled with a more serious face than when he was dive-bombed.

“ah! There is a good way.”

As if recalling an idea, the captain raised his index finger and then took out a notebook from his bosom.

“… What are you using?”

“Hand me this.”

Captain handing over scraps of paper. The mission officer crumpled his brow as he read it with puzzled eyes.

“A receipt?”

“Let’s make a claim to our naval headquarters later.”

what the hell is this…

Finally, the captain gave up further involvement in the situation. It felt comfortable just leaving it to the captain’s judgment.

If you dig deeper, your head will become tired.

“But if we do this, won’t it be deducted from our salary?”

“It’s okay. I didn’t write down the ship name.”

“Ah, then no problem.”

It’s not just my money.

The navigator descended the bridge with light steps.

After half an hour, the destroyer Akkasta parted ways with the tanker unimpeded.

Newfoundland, St. John’s Harbor, Royal Navy Task Force H Flagship ‘Queen Elizabeth’.

Looking back at the meeting room and the officers sitting across from him, Admiral Pound opened his mouth.

“They say our Repulse flyer just arrived in the Bermuda Islands.”

Officers groaning little by little. But he didn’t seem completely surprised.

He seems to have a little confidence in his skills now.

The admiral continued his speech, raising the corner of his mouth in a completely different feeling.

“There was an engagement with the US Carrier Task Force on the way, but it seems that they got out safely. It sounds like you need to resupply.”

Laughter spreading little by little. They have already heard of the outcome of the engagement. Admiral Pound’s words were merely a confirmation of the facts.

The U.S. aircraft carrier was hit by air warfare. Even if I was lucky, I didn’t feel bad.

“It seemed like I was in a bit of an awkward situation. So you seem to want us to step in, what do you think? Brigadier Cunningham.”

The admiral turned to the middle-aged general who was sitting closest to him and said.

“I don’t know what Brigadier General Lewis’ judgment is… .”

Andrew Cunningham.

The person who commanded Rodney in the last fleet battle to destroy one of the enemy’s South Dakota-class ships and ordered the fleet to retreat. Recognized for his skills, he is currently serving as the squadron commander of the 2nd Battleship Squadron.

A promising prospect who is stepping on the elite course of the Royal Navy. The seasoned commander recalled his classmate who had only shown an unreliable appearance the day before.

“Well, I think it is necessary to start an armed demonstration soon.”

“I see.”

Does Cunningham think so too?

He still didn’t trust Brigadier General Lewis that much.

It must be because of the memory of the past. However, such an elite responds to the request. The trend has already been set.

Admiral Pound was determined. One last time I put my clenched hands on the desk and looked around at the rest of the officers.

“What is everyone’s opinion?”

There was nothing to ask. Everyone nodded. The admiral raised the corners of his mouth and continued.

“There is no disagreement. It’s starting to feel itchy.”

Fatigue and laughter spread.

Soon after, the admiral looked back at the crowd with a serious expression.

“The scheduled operation date is a week after Rodney and Warspite return, let each of you do your best from now on!”

Numerous salutes came and went in sharp eyes.