"General, we shot down the German seaplane. But before it was shot down, it sent a telegram. I'm afraid our position has been exposed once again," a staff officer reported.
Admiral Ernest King's expression turned extremely grim.
"Damn it! Are the Germans going to send carrier-based aircraft to attack us again? After a whole night, the distance between us should have grown even greater!" Admiral Ernest King cursed.
"General, what should we do now?"
"Order the fleet to turn northwest. Also, prepare for air defense!" Admiral Ernest King ordered.
"Yes, General."
The orders were swiftly passed down, and the American and British fleets became tense once more. Many sailors wore undisguised panic on their faces. The German Navy carrier-based aircraft group's attack yesterday had already frightened quite a few sailors in the American and British fleets. If the German Navy launched another attack like that, how could they possibly withstand it?
"What is going on? After sailing and changing course for an entire night, we still couldn't shake off the German Navy? But our Hunter Killer Group hasn't sent any news at all! If the German Navy were following us, our Hunter Killer Group would definitely have spotted them." Admiral John Tovey frowned deeply.
"Perhaps the fleet we are facing this time is not the German Home Fleet," Admiral Andrew Cunningham said.
Admiral John Tovey's expression immediately turned even uglier. He understood what Admiral Andrew Cunningham meant. This time, the fleet they would face was likely another German Navy fleet. After all, the German Navy had more than just the Home Fleet in the Atlantic Ocean. The German Navy's Atlantic Fleet and Mediterranean Fleet were equally formidable.
Sure enough, in less than twenty minutes, the shrill air-raid siren began to wail. The air-search Radar had already detected a group of