Holy Scmokes!!

[PappyCain]

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun the tribal class is going down.

Kreider:

Herr Kaleun, we have hits on both heavies ...

Capt. Rott:

Up scope. Down scope.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun, I have two more hits on the heavies. Their screws have stopped turning!

Capt. Rott:

Up Scope. Down scope.

Capt. Rott:

Men we have 2 heavies near us and they are pigs! Big fat pigs. Ready for the slaughter.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun! I have a tribal class headed for us.

Herr Kalelun he is pinging us.

Capt. Rott:

Ahead full. Bearing to the closest heavy?

Kreider:

62 degrees off our bow.

Capt. Rott:

Head for the King George.

Hydrophone Operator:

Depth charges!!

Capt. Rott:

Steady men. Brace. How far to that heavy?

Kreider:

190 meters.

They are raking us was small fire!! The rolling sea is exposing us!!

Capt. Rott:

Take her down another 10 meters. I will watch for the hull undersea.

Up scope. I see her. She is in view. Steady. All stop! Reverse flank. Goot. All stop.

Men we are under the battleship. I see her pretty screws.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun. The destroyer is pinging us.

Capt. Rott:

Follow her and keep calling her position.

Hydrophone Operator:

She is slowly circling.

Capt. Rott:

Goot.

Klentz load our fish fore and aft.

Sea is making up. Coffee now someone.... we are beneath her screws, I see her rudder listless and flapping with the sea.

How are we doing Klentz?

Klentz:

All is goot Herr Kaleun. Maybe 30 min. on first eel load.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun. The tribal destroyer is circling.

Capt. Rott:

Let him. Let him. We sit tight here men.

Let's hope he does not sit on us, that big fat pig above us!