In August the Communist Yankees attempt an attack on a Confederate convoy in the Carolinas. The Confederate fleet sails to meet the threat.

We must protect the convoys of supplies for our boys in Gray!

Attack with torp-torp in air!

Mr. President?!

Y-you blind?! Not President!
Let's get this show on the road boys. The CSS Admiral Andnjord is ready.
Le Louisiane en position.
We begin our deployment, and it doesn't take long for the Yankee ships to begin engaging the convoy. They've come heavily armed, with a squadron of battleships, a squadron of battlecruisers, and a carrier division.

Pull back, the enemy has us outgunned!
A general alarm is sounded as the Yankees have a vastly superior fleet that outnumbers us 2-1. As we attempt to disengage from the Yankee battleline and explosion is heard in the distance.

What was that?!
Le Pursuit of Happiness, she is détruit.
The CA Pursuit of Happiness takes a salvo from the main batteries of the Yankee battleships. It penetrates her forward magazine and the vessel is obliterated.
Our destroyers get into a scrum with the enemy, and we begin losing portions of our Rat Pack II-class.
We finally manage to disengage.
We know where the enemy is, let's him them from a distance.

Squeeeeaak!

You may commence the aerial launch.
Our bombers, of both the torpedo and the diving variety fly out under fighter escort to the last known location of the enemy fleet.
We are greeted to reports of multiple enemy battlecruisers being torpedoed.

Torp-torp is working! Good. More! Finish r-really big destroyers.

Move the fleet to their position.
With pleasure.
The Confederate battleships increase speed (to a whopping 25 knots so the Slaveowner Jefferson can keep up). They encounter the Yankee battlecruisers isolated from the rest of their fleet and damaged from the Confederate carrier strike.
In the exchange, the Louisitane is hit.
Comte get aboard!

We will avenge those men, open fire and unleash hell upon those damnyankees.

Firing main batteries.
The Yankee battlecruisers are no match for our concentrated fire. We rain hell down upon them and watch with glee as the enemy ships are cut to ribbons by southern steel.
First to go is the USS United States, a 34.4k ton battlecruiser. Her 11" belt armor is not suitable for this engagement. She is beaten soundly and begins to sink. Next on our menu are the USS Nevada and USS Congress, both Nevada-class Battlecruisers that look like they were designed to defeat our Slaveowner-class battleships. The Slaveowner Jefferson begs to differ and we get the upperhand on them, sending them to the bottom of the ocean.
With the enemy BCs dealt with, we withdraw, as there are no longer reports of our convoy being attacked, and I don't want to risk losing any of our battleships while we are still clearly outnumbered.
An enemy airstrike from the Yankee carrier fleet manages to attack our own carriers, and well-placed bombs damage all of our fleet carriers, with the CSS Sumter losing the ability to conduct flight operations.
The Battle of the Carolinas is considered a major victory for the Confederacy, despite some losses. Our new DD-1935 class performs excellent, suffering no losses.
We are also closing in on parity with the Yankee fleet. After the battle is concluded, Confederate intelligence reports that the Yankees have 12 battleships, 5 battlecruisers, and 4 fleet carriers in service (with a single new carrier being built).
Our next battle occurs in September, when we attempt a raid on the enemy in retaliation for their attack on the Carolinas. This puts our fleet near Philadelphia. Our fleet carriers are out of operations, so we only have our CVLs to support us. In the battleline are the CSS Gettysburg, the Admiral Andnjord, the James Longstreet, and the Slaveowner Washington.
We use our airpower to strike first, but our battleships eventually run into the Yankee battleships. What ensues is basically a brawl as night approaches. The Confederacy manages to isolate and sink the USS Illinois, an older dreadnought with 14" guns. In exchange, we lose 1 destroyer. The victory is still sweet.