I'm just grateful I can ignore HQ orders for LaSpezia. I've survived with my crew (er, most of them) into 1943 and getting near Gibraltar feels like being too near a hornet's nest. Back in 1940, air patrols were pretty scarce, and now I can't go far without feeling the heat. And although, some skippers here tangle with aircraft - shooting down some, I'm a dive and live kinda sailor.
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