My favourite moment like that was while facing off against a Sierra in the USS Indianapolis. We were playing an intense game of cat and mouse, stalking each other after I had sank the boat full of Spetsnaz she was escorting. I detect a torpedo launch, so I employ one of my favourite tactics for torpedo evasion. Back emergency (to get the torpedo to arm early so it's not right in my face when it arms), wait for it to arm, then launch a MOSS. If the torpedo loses the MOSS when it passes and turns back towards me, I usually launch a noisemaker and that usually turns it back to the MOSS, and by the second acquisition, the MOSS is too far from me for it to reacquire me. Well, the Sierra must have assumed the MOSS was me going to flank to evade, so he fired... just about every torpedo in the Soviet Union at it. About six in total, including the one already in the water. Well, they all followed the MOSS, while I was quietly creeping away in the other direction. Now, just by coincidence, the MOSS stopped pretty much right next to him, and his own massive salvo did him in. The Sierra was still getting hit by torpedoes when she was simply debris resting on the bottom.
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