UnterseeBoogeyMan
03-21-09, 10:18 AM
Well, my first career went to the bottom a few days ago, but ended gloriously with love of the Deutschland in the hearts of my brave gallant crew.
Ironically, we survive a depth-charging by 4 destroyers (hour long in real time)
without a scratch. Later, we get waxed by 3 Swordfish torp planes. Those planes are really sharp. They were bad enough in the first GWX, but now they're being flown by aces. Lesson learned; once they find you, stay down until the sun goes down..all the way down.
DD attack was in AN 17, 100 meters depth. Along comes a convoy of warships on the radio contact report,8 knots ENE. I set up my intercept like they tell you to in the SH3 Community Manual. I'm set up at p-depth, for a 90 degree shot on a Southampton class. I fire 2 fish at her. One under the two bow turrets and one under the smokestack. The first fish should be and was sufficient to kill her (secondaries from ammo),but at 15 knots and an escort of 4 J&K DDs,I didnt want to chance it.
One DD astern of me makes a sharp turn towardsmeright after the explosion. I crank it to flank,go to where I'm 10 meters off the sea floor. DD makes a depth charge run. As soon as the engine picks up RPMs and before the sound man says "depth charges in the water",I crank it backto Full and turn a hard 90. I go back to Slow until the next run. and the next run wasnt far off as the other three joined in the fun,pinging away with their ASDIC. So on and on it went, they'd make a run,I wouldmake a 90 or a 60 or a 45 degree turn at flank to dodge. At the time,I was too amped to tellif they were coordinating with each other. I'd say no, becuase 1.I'd lost them,and 2., they should have tried to box me in (anticipate where I'd turn and the next DD make his run at that spot). So,at this point in the patrol,I'm feeling pretty smooth.
Later North of the British Isles, between Lock Ewe and Scapa, in the deep end,I'm cruisin along. Radio Contact shows a Northbound Warship convoy, 18 knots. Woohoo,let's wreakhavoc. I plot and go to my intercept at fullspeed of 17 knots. 1hour later, watchman spots airplanes. I crash dive.
They're depthcharges dont cause damage,but they sound CLOSE!
I wait 1 hour,go up to p depth for a peek. Nothing, so I surface. 5 minutes later he spots aircraft at medium range! I cant spot him,I dont have time,I crank a few hard turns at high speed and order a dive. He shows up broadside to me,drops his bomb. I have minor damage but flooding in 3 compartments. Good thing I certified a helmsman as a repair guy, dontcha think? GET Er DONE!! or we die. He repairs us in record time. good job,repairman. I wait until 530 pm to go to periscope. The sun is setting, but stilllight out. It's been 4 hours. Surely those planes are gone. I surface and WRONG!!!. They are right on top of me, strafin my conning tower with bullets,people are dying. I order DIVE!! They bomb me. Every compartment is flooded. We are approaching 70,80,90 meters but the compartments are getting fixed one by one. One if left. Then as I hit 100 meters I hear valves bursting. Then I die from an overpressurized hull they tell me.
Back to it again,with a newfound respect for airplanes.
Ironically, we survive a depth-charging by 4 destroyers (hour long in real time)
without a scratch. Later, we get waxed by 3 Swordfish torp planes. Those planes are really sharp. They were bad enough in the first GWX, but now they're being flown by aces. Lesson learned; once they find you, stay down until the sun goes down..all the way down.
DD attack was in AN 17, 100 meters depth. Along comes a convoy of warships on the radio contact report,8 knots ENE. I set up my intercept like they tell you to in the SH3 Community Manual. I'm set up at p-depth, for a 90 degree shot on a Southampton class. I fire 2 fish at her. One under the two bow turrets and one under the smokestack. The first fish should be and was sufficient to kill her (secondaries from ammo),but at 15 knots and an escort of 4 J&K DDs,I didnt want to chance it.
One DD astern of me makes a sharp turn towardsmeright after the explosion. I crank it to flank,go to where I'm 10 meters off the sea floor. DD makes a depth charge run. As soon as the engine picks up RPMs and before the sound man says "depth charges in the water",I crank it backto Full and turn a hard 90. I go back to Slow until the next run. and the next run wasnt far off as the other three joined in the fun,pinging away with their ASDIC. So on and on it went, they'd make a run,I wouldmake a 90 or a 60 or a 45 degree turn at flank to dodge. At the time,I was too amped to tellif they were coordinating with each other. I'd say no, becuase 1.I'd lost them,and 2., they should have tried to box me in (anticipate where I'd turn and the next DD make his run at that spot). So,at this point in the patrol,I'm feeling pretty smooth.
Later North of the British Isles, between Lock Ewe and Scapa, in the deep end,I'm cruisin along. Radio Contact shows a Northbound Warship convoy, 18 knots. Woohoo,let's wreakhavoc. I plot and go to my intercept at fullspeed of 17 knots. 1hour later, watchman spots airplanes. I crash dive.
They're depthcharges dont cause damage,but they sound CLOSE!
I wait 1 hour,go up to p depth for a peek. Nothing, so I surface. 5 minutes later he spots aircraft at medium range! I cant spot him,I dont have time,I crank a few hard turns at high speed and order a dive. He shows up broadside to me,drops his bomb. I have minor damage but flooding in 3 compartments. Good thing I certified a helmsman as a repair guy, dontcha think? GET Er DONE!! or we die. He repairs us in record time. good job,repairman. I wait until 530 pm to go to periscope. The sun is setting, but stilllight out. It's been 4 hours. Surely those planes are gone. I surface and WRONG!!!. They are right on top of me, strafin my conning tower with bullets,people are dying. I order DIVE!! They bomb me. Every compartment is flooded. We are approaching 70,80,90 meters but the compartments are getting fixed one by one. One if left. Then as I hit 100 meters I hear valves bursting. Then I die from an overpressurized hull they tell me.
Back to it again,with a newfound respect for airplanes.