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... ser Wilhelm der Große loomed into view.
Bruno stood at the edge of the carrier’s flight deck, coat whipping in the wind, boots planted firm against the steel beneath him.
The roar of turboprop engines echoed overhead as a formation of Focke-Wulf PTL-7 strike fighters screeched across the sky, banking hard over the Adriatic like hawks returning to the glove.
Below and around him stretched the heart of the German Reich’s naval supremacy: the High Seas Fleet. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗� ...
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