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Old 11-20-06, 10:00 AM   #3
ECV56_PolTen
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The first shot gets the mark.



The second one fails; the radio officer is the one to blame, lets hit him.
17:00 While my men reload the tubes, I reverse course; I don't want to use tubes III and IV since they have electric eels, more suited to attack warships without a vapor trail, I have a steamer on tube V. I fire when I have the solution.



Nevertheless, the C2 refuse to sink. To frighten those gay sailors (no pun intended), we get closer on a parallel course.



To show them our macho ways, we bark, spit, and insult them. Since they don't seem to get the message, I decide to show them just how fierce we really are, so I call the radio officer to the tower, and in front of the terrorized british we beat him furiously.
We get some distance for a new shot; tube I is ready with a steamer. I point and click, hitting near the bow. Finally we hit a critical spot since the ships explodes and breaks in half.



The captain and some survivors reach the lifeboats. I keep watching for a while, thinking if I should shoot them with the flak. I get rid of my sadist wishes and return to our course. I look back with the binoculars and see the captain and some sailors beating other man that seems to be their radio officer.

April 25th, 1940.
11:23 The sonar man detects what seems to be a frigate, Black Swan type closing fast on a 082 bearing (this man have a wonderfull hearing, not like the useless radio operator ... lets hit him...). I decide not to take risks, and slow down to 1 knot and rig for silent running.
11:56 The warship is lost in the distance, we maintain our depth of 70 meters, and just to drain the adrenaline of the close encounter we beat the radio officer with some bamboo canes I stored in my desk.

April 26th, 1940.
06:00 Rain and fog again; this sadden the crew, so I suggest to sing along some Bandana songs (as another captain use to say, I was a poet and I didn't know it)... and in the meantime, we beat the radio officer.

April 29th, 1940.
Days go on without events. To the north of the british isles I submerge at day and surface at night.
06:15 Rain and fog keep falling; Some 9 m/s winds.

April 30th, 1940.
09:42 It stopped raining, but the wind is at 12 m/s and we have some thunders.
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