We made it, boys. We made it.
4 Torps took down the Carrier. I had one C class moving away but still close by, and the other was backing his boat into the harbor looking for me. I sat tight, as he was going to cross directly infront of where I was hiding....
*PING! PING! PING!*
He made a fatal mistake and backed that boat clear across my path. I put one torp into him. I was worried because he was only 311 meteres ahead, I figured the torp was going to bounce off. But, it broke his back. With that, I made a quick exit from the main port and swung a hard left to hug the wall and headed for the T3. A nearby anchored Clemson managed to pop a dew flak gun round into me when i poked my scope up to target the T3, but i dropped the scope right away and damage was minimal. Took 3 more torps to drop the Tanker, but sink she did. Then i ran silent all the way to the shoreline south of the harbor. I was in the clear. The other C was looking for me near the tanker, and never detected me at all. I snuck halfway out of the harbor and was parralel with the Fiji I had seen on the way in. I couldnt resist. I turned my tail on her and fired 2. Both struck, and she leaned heavily over to her port side. 2 more torps issued the Coup De grace.
We sailed out for hours under silent running while all types of destroyers searched for us, but I was never detected again. I escaped into open waters and finally surfaced far enough away that i knew I was safe. All in all, my 13th and best patrol of this career. We came home with a boat in perfect order, and 80299 tons sunk.