March 1942, I got attacked by a SQUADRON of Sunderlands south of Ireland,
counted 5 of them circling after I crash dived all dropping DC's everywhere. Luckily, circling the wrong place.
I guess they were upset about the other Sunderland my gunners shot down earlier that day....
And the Black swan and Clemson destroyer I torpedoed after they arrived on the scene to investigate all that noise.
And the two other Sunderlands and a Hurricane We'd shot down that week....