3 days later....
Beck let the warm water wash over him. This was the life. After spending so much time on the older U-Boat variants where you would go weeks without washing or a shave, the inclusion of a shower on the Type X was a very welcome thing. Almost as welcome as the freezer in the galley. Fresh food was important for crew morale.
The last few hours had been quite exciting. As they made their way towards Cadiz, they picked up a small French convoy on the hyrdophone. After a spirited pursuit they had attacked, sinking a medium cargo vessel and another small merchant. The escort, an armed trawler, was helpless to prevent the sinkings. The pursuit had taken them further out into the Atlantic. After the battle, Beck ordered the boat to snorkel depth to recharge the batteries. Within an hour they picked up another possible convoy. Upon making contact with BdU they were told to scrap Cadiz and pursue the second convoy. Now back at underwater using the snorkel, Beck decided he would have a shower as U-111 closed in.
"Perhaps a scotch will be in order tonight." Beck said to himself.
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