Only time I ever get new orders is when I am outta torps and low on fuel and they tell me to come home. Getting that message makes my wife real happy too. She loves me going back to base as no self respecting uboat commander is going to do anymore than a quick wash with a moldy washcloth while underway. Hmmmm, maybe that's while she keeps saying I take the realism a bit far:hmm:
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"Helm, bridge...what are you doing 60 degrees off course?"
"Bridge, helm...coming back from 90 degrees, sir."
  
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