March 29th 1941.
I was sent south down by Capetown west Africa. Why BDU sends me anywhere other than the west of England is beyond me. I hate going south as there seems to be less traffic and more fuel consumption. Finally a small merchant sighted. weather is crap and I cant see the front of my boat but manage to fire an eel into him after the first was a dud.
Large Convoy! Intercept, hit three ships with the first exploding and the other two limping off. Then I come across another convoy when the weather clears.
The escorts spot me but I am under and gone before they can react.
I surface and skip around the outskirts of the convoy at maximum veiwing range and am spotted yet again!
Under I go after running didn't help!
Hours go by and these guys just keep nailing me. every time I slip them they re locate and pummel me more
. Deeper and Deeper they drive me. Speed reduced to 1 knot and still they re locate and hammer me despite my best efforts.
after 6 hours game time I am starting to believe these guys are psychic after slipping away a bit they repeatedly just steamed right at me!
Then it hit me I never rigged for silent.....D'oh!
I fired 4 bow tubes at an escort and missed with a beautiful spread at 300 meters.
RTB with two sinkings, disgusted in my performance but alive.
