The Lucky Dutchman

Pigboatcook · 02-07-15, 09:32 AM

It is early February, 1942 and my S-boat has been out of Java about two days working the straights off Borneo. Zeus and Neptune are pitching a fit. Fog is thicker than my Aunt Edna, waves pitching me at uncomfortable angles, the wind and rain straight out of Noah's flood.

I'm throwing up over the side of the bridge when the lookout yells "ship spotted". Dizzy and still drooling I man the deck gun and fire at the vague shadow not 100 meters off my starboard. Again and again I'm shooting off into the fog while being tossed around on the sea. Boom, boom, boom goes the gun. I cuss the gods after scoring no hits.

The scoundrel that surprised me suddenly looms out of the fog, his Dutch flag snapping in the wind. I unload the gun, head below decks, and bang my noggin on the bulkhead.

02-07-15, 09:32 AM	#1
Pigboatcook A-ganger Join Date: Jan 2015 Posts: 74 Downloads: 21 Uploads: 0	The Lucky Dutchman It is early February, 1942 and my S-boat has been out of Java about two days working the straights off Borneo. Zeus and Neptune are pitching a fit. Fog is thicker than my Aunt Edna, waves pitching me at uncomfortable angles, the wind and rain straight out of Noah's flood. I'm throwing up over the side of the bridge when the lookout yells "ship spotted". Dizzy and still drooling I man the deck gun and fire at the vague shadow not 100 meters off my starboard. Again and again I'm shooting off into the fog while being tossed around on the sea. Boom, boom, boom goes the gun. I cuss the gods after scoring no hits. The scoundrel that surprised me suddenly looms out of the fog, his Dutch flag snapping in the wind. I unload the gun, head below decks, and bang my noggin on the bulkhead.