Holy Scmokes!!

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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!

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Capt Rott:

Klentzman, how are we doing?

Klentz:

Two tubes Herr Kaleun.

Capt Rott:

Goot.

Kreider:

The destroyer is still 300 meters and circling.

Capt Rott:

Goot. We have to make him sweat too. He must be sweating. He has lost his brother and now we have his pigs and he can do nothing.

Kreider:

Nothing Herr Kaleun?

Capt Rott:

Nothing Kreider. We sit and wait. He cannot risk depth charging us. Up top that beast is trying to stay alive. A depth charging near us will send a concussion that may finish her off.

Kreider:

I see. Think they know up top we are below them?

Capt Rott:

Yes.

We wait until we have all eels ready. Tell Klentzman to kiss the the fish.

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Capt. Rott:

Waiting. Waiting. More coffee Stutz.

Stutz:

Yes Herr Kaleun.

Capt. Rott:

How much time has gone by?

Kreider:

4 hours sir.

Capt. Rott:

Hmmm. I see the starboard side of the King George listing quite a bit. Back 1/3.

Hydrophone. Give me the Tribal's location.

Hydrophone:

Off our bow to the starboard 89 degrees.

Capt. Rott:

Goot.

Kreider. Make depth 25 meters.

Make forward slow and easy.

Up scope. I see our stern. Goot. I see the bow Goot. Clear.

(... the old man is going to hang us on the screws! )

Make depth 20 meters. All stop on engines.

Hydrophone Operator:

What is that?

Capt. Rott:

We are hanging on that pig's starboard bilge keel.

Down 5 meters.

Goot.

Hydrophone. Tell me where that Tribal is?

Hydrophone Operator:

Just off our stern.

Capt. Rott:

Goot. We are going to make 12 meters depth.

Kreider:

What are we doing Herr Kaleun?

Capt. Rott:

When she passes the King George's bow, she will be in our sights.

Kreider:

What about the pig's guns.

Capt. Rott:

They will be pointing down to the sea surface on her list.

Be ready to make 30 meter depth and 1/3 flank if we miss.

(.. he wants us to slide under the pig again!)

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Capt. Rott:

Gentlemen ... we are clear. Periscope depth please.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun the tribal has made another pass and is on our stern.

Capt. Rott:

Ah, that is goot.

Make tubes 3 & 4, steady up.

Hydrophone Operator:

Tribal class is to the port of the heavy sir.

Capt. Rott:

Goot.

Kreider:

Depth 18 meters sir.

Capt. Rott:

Goot.

Hydrophone Operator:

Herr Kaleun, the tribal is round the bow.

Capt. Rott:

Goot. I have the sea surface.

(... he better make this shot good, we have one chance at this tactic)
( ... old man knows what he is doing Joseph, be calm)

Here she is. Bow. Midhips.