last patrol i was assigned to a grid off lands end. it was a stormy couple of days so thankfully no RAF cover (its 1940) after it calmed a little i found a couple of small merchants and sank them with my deck gun, i also took a tug boat and a fishing trawler that decided to wanter accross my path. no fish and chips for churchill's dinner eh?
i came accross a C3 and a T2 all alone. i couldn't resist. Two eals sent the C3 to the bottom in flame after her back broke and one lone electric torp sent the tanker to the bottom after i hit her under her Keel just abaft the main bridge. she went up like she was packed with TNT! set the horizon aglow for a few minutes thats for sure.
heading home later on i took a lone flower class that didn't even spot me until it was too late, but as the weather cleared we came under attack by the damned RAF, a mosquito landed a lucky shot on my conning tower killing my first officer Otto and my Flak gunner Jergen, both had been with me since we first sailed and their loss we heavily felt. both good men who together had seen off some hurricanes near dover one time, they both earned the cross for that action.
we buried them at sea with full honours the damned RAF at least giving us time to do that.
pete
