Yes, yes. Good story you got there but....

WHAT THE ******* ARE YOU DOING ON MY BOAT!?!?!?

(I just noticed that our uboats share same name, U-46)

More ammo for the war effort LS http://www.psionguild.org/forums/ima...s/thumbsup.gif




@Kipparikalle.......I think you'll find.....it's LS who skippers this boat http://www.psionguild.org/forums/ima...es/whistle.gif

Hat off whilst in the presence of a senior officer http://www.psionguild.org/forums/ima...ies/pirate.gif





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@Kipparikalle

Ahem...1st of all mate Mate...Look at your "Join Date"...
Now...go back to his very first post of this story....and check the date.

Care to borrow a bucket of paint...to get your number changed?
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(sorry Jimbo...coundn't resist :))

Whoops.

I hope I won't be exc-*BLAM*


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:rotfl: Good comeback!

Don't worry; it seems that every boat out there has at least 3 commanders at any given time.

Absolutely no prob mate....just one big happy family here http://www.psionguild.org/forums/ima...s/thumbsup.gif

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In this nest of vipers, Uboats are stolen as often as smilies.

Good read as usual, LS. :D

Here's a spare one I made a good while back http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/4...kbigid2zj6.gif

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Ahh. Thats the stuff. :|\\

Welcome back and thanks for the fuel LS! :up: :up: :up:

Ploughing through the waves with an eye to the sky, we adopt our search pattern with four other boats to one side or the other, supposedly forming an impregnable net.

We have finally found a break in the weather to bring the external torpedoes in. A fraught exercise, not least individually manhandling a heavy eel on a rolling deck in high seas, but also leaving the U-46 effectively with her legs open, for any plane or destroyer that comes along.

Morse chatter is frowned upon, but now and again Viktor's mates in the rest of the pack come up with some titbits.

Kranz in U-262 off to our north, had his white cap blown off his head whilst diving from a Halifax. There's this story that the Brits only count a U-boat kill when they see the Kapitan's Cap floating on the surface. So what did they do? They evaded, re-sufaced and went to look for it. And they found it! It must have been a chance in a million. It'll be the star attraction back at the Chat Noir. The Boss would go crazy if he knew, but it's lifted morale all around the boat. And also by going back, Kranz picked off a 3,000 ton steamer that strayed into that vicinity.

There's more to luck than I give Willi credit for.

LS

LS, At least I know why you haven't posted for awhile, your sig says it all!:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

Rough night at Langtrees brothel indeed!:roll:

I'm loving it, just spent all day at 64x compression, reading the whole thing while taking peaks ingame

A lot better than most of the stuff I have to read for my literature classes, actually

LOL :lol:

Back to work. Running hard on the surface to get ahead.

Loud curses as each heavy wave crashes into us, and gives us a lurch, Bruno shouts down for more revolutions, and turn more into the sea.

But there's not much more that Otto can do. U-46 is plunging in and out of the waves like a bucking bronco in the American Westerns, and half the time her screws are spinning uselessly out of the water. Meanwhile we are strapped on to the Bridge being tossed around like rodeo clowns.

But we can see her. By her length and twin stacks. I'd say at least 5,000 tons, just a shadow in the storm, and still at least 5,000 metres away. But the 2nd Watch lads keep picking her up as the distance closes.

And of course in this piss-wet weather she doesn't even know we are here.

In about fifteen minutes we will have got ahead of her, and closed for an ambush at about 700-900 metres if we get it right. Joachim is already setting two magnetic eels while we roar at each other over the wind on the Bridge...

....Now right in our path , and none the wiser.
"All right Bruno, that'll do. Get your boys unhooked and downstairs sharpish. Tell the Chief we're diving to 12metres, new bearing 60 degrees standard speed electric motors. Stand by tubes one and two. You can have first peek, Bruno, these sea boots must have a hole in them, I can't feel my toes...
LS

The first one got her near her bow.

I felt bad about getting Joachim to send a salvo of two, when in the end, one would have been enough; but we had to make sure. She could have slipped from sight in this sea. Well now she really has disappeared. None of them could have stood a chance after the second explosion. Especially in this storm.

"Good shooting, Weapons Officer"

But there was none of the usual hilarity and banter, at least not from the seamen who had been up in that weather.

Sailors are like that. Cheering like kids when we blow up a tanker and incinerate everyone on board, and then sometimes strangely doleful when we despatch a merchant in heavy seas with little chance of the crew's survival.

They don't really hate the merchant crewmen, probably very much less than they hate us.

But they (and I include myself) take it more personally against the Royal Navy and Air Force.

We are crash diving again....

LS