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Originally Posted by Mooncatt
its mid 1942 and im in a IXB, i decide to attack a large convoy north west of Ireland. i make my attack and sink a decent amount of tonnage. then i have 3 DDs after me (2 flower class and a black swan) i do a depth check and i have 69m under keel  so i think to myself "uh oh im dead now for sure". after 5 hours of relentless DCing they finally give up after return to the convoy which is by now a million miles away not even on hydraphones anymore. i tell ya in that depth of water you have to be very much on ya toes.
so to say i was in shallow water facing 3 DDs i reckon i did very well to come away with out a scratch  i eventually finish the patrol on 34k tonnage. i didnt even patrol my grid as i felt i had pushed my luck enough for one day  |
Mooncatt--you were lucky. The drinks to celebrate your miraculous deliverance are on YOU!!!
I just returned from a patrol where I attacked a convoy escorted by idiots. That story in a bit after I shower and shave.:rotfl: :rotfl: