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Originally Posted by rifleman13
In my last career in a Type XXI in Apr '44, received a contact report of a convoy North of Scotland...
So I moved in for the kill, picked out a Victory ship. Fired two ladders at the convoy, hoping just one would hit them. I got impatient so I reverted back to straight-run eels. 
Fired two of them at the Victory ship, and what do you know? They're both duds!
I think the rough seas messed up the magnetic pistols so I cut my losses and fired two Zaunkönigs at their escorts. 
Bad idea... 60 years later divers found U-2513 under 163 meters of water...  |
After a few near fatal encounters with escorts in '44, I completely abandoned convoy attacks. I'm still with my good old IX/C, constantly harassed by aircrafts and destroyers, spending my days going deep and slow, only sticking my schnorkel out once or twice a day.
I thought that this period of war will be boring, but it's not. Actualy I'm having a good time.
My first priority is pure survival, and I live for those rare moments when I pick up a faint sound of a lonely merchant, when the hunted becomes hunter once again.