breadcatcher101
01-05-12, 03:15 PM
(and I get an eye exam).
We were on patrol, just out with a full load of fish when we picked up a contact. In checking it out at last we spotted it, way off, a slight haze, but in these waters probably Japanese.
Take her down and plot a course!
Speed is about 8 knots, getting closer, we are on a good track.
Up scope!
Ah, there she is, a Nip at that, and with that size tub, no use to waste a fish on her, we will do her in with our deck gun in these calm seas.
My number one wants a peek, so sure.
He has the balls to suggest to me it appears to be a larger ship than the "tub" I mentioned.
I reminded him I was the boss here and while I respect his view we are going to do it my way.
General quarters! Gun crew stand by, surface the boat.
I am the first on the bridge and through my glasses the ship just doesn't look quite right--must be the angle.
Number one is there of course, he is due a boat of his own soon and again he questions my orders.
Gun crew--open fire, as I light my cigar. I enjoy a good smoke while watching the effect of shellfire on these Japanese.
First shot--a hit!
Good shooting I yell from the bridge! Give them hell!
I hear another shot, very weak, a dud, maybe??
My number one yells we are being fired upon and not by small caliber.
Looking up from my smoke and in the direction of number ones pointed hand I see at once his observation was indeed correct--this was no tub, but what?
No time to ID him--crash dive and be quick about it!
We got below okay, and we did manage to send him to the bottom with a couple of torpedos, but when we get back to base my number one is going to eat like a king!
We were on patrol, just out with a full load of fish when we picked up a contact. In checking it out at last we spotted it, way off, a slight haze, but in these waters probably Japanese.
Take her down and plot a course!
Speed is about 8 knots, getting closer, we are on a good track.
Up scope!
Ah, there she is, a Nip at that, and with that size tub, no use to waste a fish on her, we will do her in with our deck gun in these calm seas.
My number one wants a peek, so sure.
He has the balls to suggest to me it appears to be a larger ship than the "tub" I mentioned.
I reminded him I was the boss here and while I respect his view we are going to do it my way.
General quarters! Gun crew stand by, surface the boat.
I am the first on the bridge and through my glasses the ship just doesn't look quite right--must be the angle.
Number one is there of course, he is due a boat of his own soon and again he questions my orders.
Gun crew--open fire, as I light my cigar. I enjoy a good smoke while watching the effect of shellfire on these Japanese.
First shot--a hit!
Good shooting I yell from the bridge! Give them hell!
I hear another shot, very weak, a dud, maybe??
My number one yells we are being fired upon and not by small caliber.
Looking up from my smoke and in the direction of number ones pointed hand I see at once his observation was indeed correct--this was no tub, but what?
No time to ID him--crash dive and be quick about it!
We got below okay, and we did manage to send him to the bottom with a couple of torpedos, but when we get back to base my number one is going to eat like a king!