On the morning of February 20, the flagship of the German Navy Indian Ocean Fleet, the battleship Nassau, together with the battleship Westfalen, several Light Cruisers, and destroyers, appeared off the coast of Alibag.
Because German Navy warships often cruised through these waters, the Anglo-Indian Army soldiers paid little attention when they saw them.
"German warships really are huge! Those two ships are like small mountains." An Anglo-Indian soldier wore a look of astonishment.
"Yeah! No wonder the Germans were able to defeat the British." Another Anglo-Indian soldier said.
However, their superior, a British platoon leader, was deeply displeased by this. He had originally been an ordinary soldier in the Anglo-Indian Army. But because the Anglo-Indian Army had expanded like mad and lacked junior officers, the British had selected more than ten thousand men from the Anglo-Indian Army to serve as platoon leaders and even company commanders.
Hearing two Indian natives dare to speak like that, the British platoon leader's expression immediately darkened.
"Shut up, all of you! Those were originally warships of the British Empire. When the despicable Germans attacked the Empire's mainland, they stole those warships. And now they still have the gall to use them. They're utterly shameless!" the platoon leader cursed.
The two Anglo-Indian Army soldiers immediately fell silent, but inwardly, they held the platoon leader's words in contempt. Everyone knew that the British mainland had already fallen. Clearly, the warships the Germans were now using were simply German spoils of war. The Germans had defeated Britain, so it was only natural for them to obtain those spoils. There was nothing despicable about it. The only thing to blame was that Britain had lost the war!
"What are the German Battleships doing here? Usually, they only pass through these waters." The platoon leader found it rather