Friedmann
11-07-07, 09:58 AM
Ever had a day where you cannot wait to return home to resume your patrol?
Today its been all I can think of.
I haven't played SH3 in about six months, I played SH4 for a bit but shelved it due to it being kinda crap. Plus U-Boats are more fun, who doesn't enjoy being the underdog afterall?
Last night after several evenings of wrangling with getting SH3 or rather Starforce to work on Vista x64 (its nice to see Ubisoft's war against consumers is going well), installing GWX and SH3 Commander I was ready to roll.
Started a career in October 1939 and made my way through the Kiel canal and out in to the North Sea.
Tested everything I could for malfunctions and everything appeared fine, I was finally ready to take the war to the British Isles. Set course for grid B13.
Then at about 6PM while passing the Orkneys I get "schiff gesichted!", clamber up to the bridge to see what we have stumbled across.
The sea is like glass and the sun is going down, I pan around with my binoculars and sight a Royal Navy task force steaming my way. They were so close I could not believe I had not been sighted yet. Crash dive, and level off at periscope depth.
Looks like four or five destroyers escorting the Hood and a Nelson class battleship.
They will be coming right across my bow, perfect 90 degree angle.
Taking quick glances through the periscope I get the speed and range on the Hood and fire four eels with impact detonators (not trusting magnetics for this target so early in the war). Down scope plot a 180 degree turn to line up my single aft tube and watch the stopwatch.
When it gets close to my estimated impact time I raise the periscope just in time to see three eels slam home and and a fire is started on one of the Hoods forward turrets.
A few moments later I am lining up my aft tube and will take a potshot at the Nelson class (it won't sink it but you never know). I fire the torpedo but it misses.
Despite trying to maintain good practices even this early in the war I spend too much time admiring my handiwork and one of the escorts spots my scope and comes charging towards me.
After that I spend several hours getting shaken around dodging and weaving in only 120 metres of water.
I had to call it a night there and then as it was late.
Its 4PM I can head home in an hour and I can see my results, I don't know whether the Hood was sunk (I marked its last known position on my map) and I don't know whether I will shake the escorts loose.
But I cannot wait to find out.
Today its been all I can think of.
I haven't played SH3 in about six months, I played SH4 for a bit but shelved it due to it being kinda crap. Plus U-Boats are more fun, who doesn't enjoy being the underdog afterall?
Last night after several evenings of wrangling with getting SH3 or rather Starforce to work on Vista x64 (its nice to see Ubisoft's war against consumers is going well), installing GWX and SH3 Commander I was ready to roll.
Started a career in October 1939 and made my way through the Kiel canal and out in to the North Sea.
Tested everything I could for malfunctions and everything appeared fine, I was finally ready to take the war to the British Isles. Set course for grid B13.
Then at about 6PM while passing the Orkneys I get "schiff gesichted!", clamber up to the bridge to see what we have stumbled across.
The sea is like glass and the sun is going down, I pan around with my binoculars and sight a Royal Navy task force steaming my way. They were so close I could not believe I had not been sighted yet. Crash dive, and level off at periscope depth.
Looks like four or five destroyers escorting the Hood and a Nelson class battleship.
They will be coming right across my bow, perfect 90 degree angle.
Taking quick glances through the periscope I get the speed and range on the Hood and fire four eels with impact detonators (not trusting magnetics for this target so early in the war). Down scope plot a 180 degree turn to line up my single aft tube and watch the stopwatch.
When it gets close to my estimated impact time I raise the periscope just in time to see three eels slam home and and a fire is started on one of the Hoods forward turrets.
A few moments later I am lining up my aft tube and will take a potshot at the Nelson class (it won't sink it but you never know). I fire the torpedo but it misses.
Despite trying to maintain good practices even this early in the war I spend too much time admiring my handiwork and one of the escorts spots my scope and comes charging towards me.
After that I spend several hours getting shaken around dodging and weaving in only 120 metres of water.
I had to call it a night there and then as it was late.
Its 4PM I can head home in an hour and I can see my results, I don't know whether the Hood was sunk (I marked its last known position on my map) and I don't know whether I will shake the escorts loose.
But I cannot wait to find out.