Muller and Vogel are beckoned over to our table, They are close shipmates, and Muller had a hard time of it during one of the last attacks we endured.
"Here's to home in Leipzig, boys, take these cigarettes, and I'd like to have one with you like I promised."
"Jawohl, Herr Kaleun!"
So we sat and smoked, and heard about life in Eastern Germany, and the boys were kept topped up. Willi, catching the mood, says to the boys:
"You know this is a lucky boat, lads?"
"Yes, Sir..."
It has survived everything so far. Every attack, because of..."
"The Lucky Swordfish, Sir!"
"Yes that as well men, but also the crew on her. Muller you spotted those Liberators, Vogel you kicked in the electric motors in quiet mode as we crashed and had to stay down. Boys, we are all making decisions fore and aft which effect each others lives. Mine are crucial, but I utterly depend and totally rely on you boys to carry it out.
LS
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