The stock 88 sure was fun. I remember one still, moonless night when I engaged at Hunt at maximum range with AP 88s. I kept pounding it and it never knew where the shells were coming from. Good times...now I just torpedo that bastards.
But I do kinda miss the punch of the old gun. Yesterday I was on my way home from a patrol around BF17 or so, and I was all out of torpedoes. I ran into a passenger liner steaming out to sea at 21kts. I tried to scare it into slowing down with starshells but no luck. I only had 20 HE rounds left, and when I hit it with one it slowed down to 11 kts or so. I close with it and put each of the remaining shells into the rear below the water line hoping to cripple or miraculously sink the brute. No luck - with the rub gun, I would need all 160 for that. Anyway, it made me think back to the good ol' days where I could sink a C2 with 5 or 10 well-placed HE rounds.
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