A/N: In a recent review i have been accused of getting infomation off a encyclopedia. That is not true as I have a great interest in warships so I have a natural understanding of armor placement. I am also a pro at Battlestations Midway online.
"Heer Kaptain!" said a enlist of the Belkan Navy. "BHMS Dinsmark ready for departure!"
"Good. I shall inform Admiral Hoffnung." said Captain Schirm as he walked from the bridge of the ship to the admirals quarters. As he opened and closed the metal door that lead to the admirals chamber, he was greeted by the Admiral himself. He was sitting at his desk looking at a map of Belka, Osea, and The Wellow Strait. "I am currently having a dillema."
"What is Heer Hoffnung?" Schirm said as he sat down in the chair in front of Hoffnung's desk.
"Just the route we should take is all." He said as he lit a Aurelian Cigar. It smelt like cinnamon. If that was possible to make a cigar smell like that. "Its ether east where the Erusean Navy blockade is located or west, where the convoy is located. But heres the thing: if we go east: we can engage the capital city of Oured. Go west and engage convoys."
"I see Admiral. If we hit Oured, we can severely damage their moral. Which at this scenario is one of the best options we can look at. However, in the long run, a attack on the transports in the Arctic Ocean will prove valuable in the long run. Besides a attack like that will only put more soldiers on the line."
"So what are you suggesting?" asked the admiral.
"I think we should go west. Just as I said before. The wolfpacks are doing their job as we should do ours. This is our first heavy battleship besides the Sudentor. Which just so happens is still in production." Captain Schirm said as he ran his finger along the route he suggested.
"I see. Will then! We will head west then." Hoffnung said as he drew the course for the Dinsmark. "Here radio Grand Admiral Brideheimer. Tell him of our decision."
"Yes sir!" Schirm said as he got up from his chair and saluted his superior.
"God Speed." he replied as he continued to go through paperwork and doctrine papers that were often studied in the Anfang Naval College of Nord Belka. He did this as a reminder of past mistakes when the first ironclads were introduced during the Nordland-Wielvakian War. Soon after he began reading profiles of crewmen that were onboard. Apparently, some of the finest sailors were assigned to the ship. But most of the crew consisted of newbies and were shooting training bullets at imaginary targets. Yes it may have been a waste of supplies but they still have to train for war.
"So you are planning on going west?" said the Grand Admiral through the mic. "Be careful, Oseans still have a handful of operating ships. "
"I know and Hoffnung has been informed of that, Sir." replied Schirm as he stood on the bridge of the ship, monitoring the crewmen as he did their jobs.
"You vessle is approved for the job, be sure inform BHMS Prinz Heinrich of your departure and of TroppenTransporflottele no. 221 of your departure.
"Yes sir!" he said as he ended the call.
A/N: Part Two coming soon. Sort of a writers block on the story
