"Mein gott...." Captain Lindemann said
"What is that?!?" A deck crewman shouted, staring at the glowing ship.
"I don't know what it is! Get a solution and FIRE!" The Captain shouted.
Glowing red beams were being shot out of the glowing ship's main weapons, hitting the steel armor of the beastly ship.
The barrage of laser beams hit the ship all over the front,
"Damage control! To your stations in the forward hull!" The Captain shouted over the ship intercom.
The Captain then immediately spun his head around,
"Flank speed! Hard to starboooooard!" He yelled
"Hard to starboard, aye sir!" One of the bridge crew shouted.
"Flank speed! Aye Captain!"
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A Few Minutes earlier.
Daniel and Bismarck entered a room, the door creaking open.
There were plenty of uniforms like his in there, probably hanging out to dry,
"A-Are you sure these will fit?" Bismarck asked, sputtering a little.
"Yeah, one of them has to," Daniel said, taking a uniform off of the hangar.
Bismarck's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment,
"Is there any dedicated changing room?" Bismarck asked.
"Bathroom." Was the only thing Daniel said.
Bismarck looked at Daniel with a surprised look, like as if there was something inherently wrong with what he said.
Daniel just shrugged.
And then, immediately after that, the radio came to life,
"ALL HANDS! BATTLESTATIONS!" A voice shouted out.
The giant came to life almost instantly, snapping to the right as hard as the ship's rudder could go, the engines immediately heating up to flank speed, with the propeller RPM drastically increasing in speed.
The Bismarck pulled even harder as the rudder turned more and more, almost making Daniel lose his balance as he stood in the hallway.
"Shoot! I gotta get to the deck!" Daniel shouted, immediately starting to run as fast as he could.
Bismarck was still changing in the bathroom when Daniel started to run off.
Immediately, his footsteps were drowned out by what could only have been more people.
There were two thousand men on this ship, they weren't alone.
Unfortunately, that thought failed to come to Bismarck's mind as she immediately opened the door,
The second she opened the door, a giant line of white-clad sailors were running to their stations,
and immediately the lead group member stopped upon seeing her exit the bathroom, tripping over when the person behind him smashed into his back.
"Owh! What you stop running #$&*! The second sailor shouted
The other sailors just stared ahead,
Bismarck was pale white, eyes wider than dinner plates.
And then she bolted out of there, as fast as humanly possible.
As she turned through the hallways, she could still see Daniel running as fast as he could for the nearest staircase.
By now however, the routes were getting clogged with sailors running as fast as they could to their stations.
She had no choice but to run.
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On deck
Daniel broke out of the superstructure with haste, practically slamming open the door,
He broke out onto the deck, and was immediately taken aback by the colorful lightshow of laser beams shooting everywhere,
He couldn't help but stare at the fantastical sight for even just a moment
He shook his head.
He was assigned to the same gun as Hans, so he needed to get there.
As he attempted to get down, the gun crews were practically at their stations, ready to shoot.
Daniel stared out at the water to see what there might be.
A glowing ship, about some 7-ish kilometers away,
It was extremely easy to see, with a strangely modern design, and bright coloring making it easy to spot against the dark colored waters.
Daniel couldn't help but stare, this time for a few seconds.
"Daniel! Get your head out of your @$#!" A familiar voice shouted.
It was Hans again,
Daniel scrambled down the rails,
Hundreds of crew were scrambling across the deck to their main guns.
The glowing ship ahead of them was clearly of Alien origin.
Was that those Sirens that Bismarck was talking about earlier?
Lasers screamed off from the ship, in many directions, trying to hit every inch of the ship.
Instantly, a heavy motor sound could be heard
*BBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-nK!
The giant main gun turrets turned around, their cannons extending away from the ship like giant black telephone poles.
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The Bismarck's state of the art (for its time) fire control system was operating in full swing.
Each of the three fire control command posts swung their rangefinding instruments to bear on the enemy ship.
The FuMO 23 radar and 10.5 meter base rangefinder on each command post transmitted the range of the enemy to the fire control stations, which were belowdecks.
Distance, 7,247 meters.
All four 1,056 metric ton turrets, Anton, Bruno, Cäsar, and Dora brought their mighty weapons to bear, being fed information from the fire control,
And then, the guns were loaded,
An 800 kilogram 38cm Panzersprenggranate L/4,4 (mit Haube) Armor-Piercing Capped shell was brought up via an elevator, being fed its volatile loads from the ammo racks underneath the turret.
And then was shoved into the breech via a rammer, and was quickly followed by giant bags of propellant.
The breech door slammed shut, locking the giant shell inside of the chamber.
The guns were then elevated to the degree required, the glowing alien ship getting closer with speed.
The fire control Petty officer stared out of his periscope in the turret,
Permission to fire....
And then, the command was given,
"FEUER FREI!" The command was given from the bridge.
The Petty officer in the fire control bunker pressed the trigger on his control wheel.
A breathtaking moment,
And then.....
*KABOOOOOOAAAMMMM
*KABOOAAAMMMMMMM,
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The shell arced so gracefully through the air,
Following such an even, and short trajectory.
And then....
Just a few seconds later.
The giant 15 inch shells smashed near the glowing ship.
Making giant splashes,
*PLOOOOOSH!
*PLOOOOSH!
*PLOOOOOSH!
But one out of the eight shells hit, on its first salvo.
*KLUNKK!
It entered,
the alien metal bent and tore under the size and weight of the shell smashing into the ship as such a high velocity.
The frame of the alien ship crinkled like a tin can, crumpling, as shockwaves were sent throughout the ship from the sheer momentum.
And then, it exploded.
*BAKOOOOOM!
The shockwaves could be felt on the Bismarck as the alien vessel got ripped in half by the shell, sharing the same fate as the Battlecruiser Hood before it.
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