January, 1, 1944...
U802 has had many spectacular victories and close calls, but got the million dollar shot, a 7000m hole in one.
Spotter Wellingtons called us out to a nearby river class destroyer escort, and he turned about to investigate our position.
I had spanked a tribal class, a few patrols ago, and was still feeling pretty good about it, so I loaded the armor piercing rounds and went for it.
One lucky hit, sank the DE from 7km, plunging fire into a powder magazine, much like Bismarck vs Hood.
Still savoring the victory even now.
(Similarly on those rare occasion when I am successful in using the deck gun to shoot down aircraft).
U802 almost mid Atlantic, the morning, local time 11:59, January 6, 1944. En route to the Canadian East coast, the hunt continues...
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Because I'm the captain, that's why!
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