German Wilhelm Port, Admiral Scheer was anxiously awaiting news of victory.

"Should we be victorious?" Admiral Scheer asked himself again and again in his heart.

With accurate intelligence and three battlecruisers stationed, this battle should be a sure win.

But for some reason, Admiral Scheer still felt a twinge of unease.

After careful consideration, Admiral Scheer thought he had found the reason: his opponent was Shire.

Shire had stationed himself in Antwerp to command the aviation reconnaissance, and the French Navy might also be fighting under his command or at least his suggestion.

Admiral Scheer could dismiss all of Shire's victories on land, including the flanking of Antwerp and Hasselt.

Those were land victories, which were entirely different from naval battles.

However, Admiral Scheer could not ignore Shire's victories in the Dardanelles Strait, such as the landing craft he developed, amphibious assault ships, deep-water bombs, and especially equipment that could detect submarines.

Would Shire have new equipment for this battle?

No, that's unlikely.

Naval equipment is different from army equipment; it cannot be developed successfully in a short period, and tactics have basically stabilized, with no major changes.

Admiral Scheer's mind was filled with naval tactics of "big guns and huge ships," believing future tactics would be "dreadnoughts," "super dreadnoughts," simply piling on armor and big guns.

What Admiral Scheer didn't expect was that in the near future, naval tactics would undergo earth-shaking changes, even reaching another dimension.

In the communication room, a signalman received a telegram amid the "beeping" sounds. He quickly operated the cipher machine to translate, and soon a series of "tapping" sounds produced the message.

The signalman glanced at the telegram, his face instantly drained of color, but he still immediately stood up and handed the telegram to Admiral Scheer.

"G-General..." the signalman swallowed, finding it difficult to report.

Admiral Scheer had a foreboding feeling and rushed to grab the message, stunned.

He had considered the possibility of failure, but he hadn't imagined it would be so devastating.

They lost 7 warships, including a battlecruiser, without any significant results, only damaging three enemy warships.

After a while, Admiral Scheer looked up at the signalman and demanded, "Ask for the reason, what caused such a result!"

"Yes, General."

No sooner had he spoken than another signalman delivered a second telegram:

"The French have new torpedoes with a range of at least 3 kilometers, likely wire-guided torpedoes. More importantly, they mounted the torpedoes on bombers to attack warships..."

Admiral Scheer's head buzzed in confusion.

Torpedoes mounted on bombers?

They actually mounted torpedoes on bombers!

Holding the telegram, Admiral Scheer almost stumbled, but luckily the signalman and staff officers caught him in time.

With their help, he slowly sat back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

Admiral Scheer's thoughts were similar to those of Major General Kavis.

It's over, everything is over!

If the French have such equipment and weapons, might the British have them too?

Does the German Navy still have hope?

But unlike Major General Kavis, Admiral Scheer's eyes gradually regained vitality after a while.

We're not up against the French Fleet, but the Royal Navy, which is the ultimate target of the German Fleet.

There has never been much hope of breaking through the encirclement, even with surprise attacks.

A surprise attack might succeed once or twice, but three or four times... it's impossible to always succeed.

On the contrary, now, it seems desperate, but there's actually a way out.

Admiral Scheer thought more and more and then stood up abruptly, ordering, "Prepare the aircraft, I need to go to Berlin."

...

Berlin Sanssouci Palace.

Under the afternoon sunlight, the snow melted faster, everything seemed to be revived, even the fountain that had been frozen for months started to spray water.

However, the atmosphere in the reception hall was extremely oppressive, William II and Fajin Han sat across from each other on the sofa, frowning.

William II seemed to have gotten used to failure, no longer raging over a single defeat.

After a long while, William II spoke in a muffled tone, "It's incredible, the French Fleet actually defeated the First Fast Fleet despite such a disparity in strength."

Fajin Han raised his eyebrows, "As I said, Your Majesty, we should not consider Shire as our opponent, be it army or navy."

William II responded with a troubled "hmm," his face looking a bit unpleasant.

Indeed, Fajin Han had warned him, as had Admiral Scheer.

"Shire is the one who can choke the throat of the war," Fajin Han said solemnly, "whether it be equipment or tactics, or... a certain foresight."

Fajin Han actually meant to say that Shire seemed to know the future.

But that was not something a normal person could say.

"Rest assured, Chief of General Staff," William II had responded at that time, "I believe that Shire's capabilities are very limited in the navy."

However, William II realized he had been overly arrogant.

A torpedo-carrying bomber suddenly appeared on the battlefield, utterly shocking everyone, just like tanks had initially appeared on the battlefield.

At this moment, Admiral Scheer pushed the door open and entered.

What made William II furious was that instead of guilt or shame, Admiral Scheer looked energized.

William II clenched his teeth and asked coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"Is there anything to be happy about, Admiral?"

"If not for the telegram, I'd think you just won a battle!"

Admiral Scheer calmly bowed to William II: "Your Majesty, I believe Shire has made another mistake."

"Another mistake?" William II sneered:

"I remember, last time you thought Shire made a mistake."

"You thought Shire didn't know we had bombers, thus confidently looking for weaknesses in their defense line."

"The fact proved it wasn't Shire's mistake but ours!"

William II's voice grew louder and eventually roared at Admiral Scheer.

Although he knew it wasn't Admiral Scheer's fault, he couldn't tolerate such an attitude from him.

Admiral Scheer remained unfazed and calmly responded:

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you've considered."

"If Shire could use cruiser, destroyer, and bomber-torpedo combination to defeat us."

"It means we could also use such a combination to defeat the Royal Navy?"

William II and Fajin Han were stunned.

Then William II suddenly laughed, "In other words, we should upgrade our bombers and mass-produce them!"