Best target you HAVEN'T attacked?

MrYenko · 01-16-09, 01:21 AM

Late 1939, in a VIIB, found myself on the surface in the middle of a convoy northwest of Ireland, at night, in terrible weather (~1000m visibility or less, driving rain) and fired my last three fish at a large merchie and a small tanker, for two hits. (Sunk the merchant)

As I crash dived, I nudged the observation scope just above the shears, and saw HMS Rodney plodding along not 750m from me, bearing 220 or so.

I like to think the only reason the escorts caught a whiff of me as I was getting away, was the sound of my forehead repeatedly hitting the bulkhead...

Then as I was headed home from my last patrol in December 1940, in my shiny new VIIC with ONE torpedo left, I find a 40+ ship convoy... Perfect weather, dead-calm seastate... I decided that tangling with the escorts wasn't worth it with only one torp to throw at them.

Two days from St. Nazaire, I put it into the boiler room of a lone Large Cargo ship, but she had a pretty serious-looking pair of deck guns on elevated mounts, which precluded a surface coup-de-grace. Shame.

01-16-09, 01:21 AM	#1
MrYenko Watch Join Date: Mar 2005 Posts: 30 Downloads: 54 Uploads: 0	Best target you HAVEN'T attacked? Late 1939, in a VIIB, found myself on the surface in the middle of a convoy northwest of Ireland, at night, in terrible weather (~1000m visibility or less, driving rain) and fired my last three fish at a large merchie and a small tanker, for two hits. (Sunk the merchant) As I crash dived, I nudged the observation scope just above the shears, and saw HMS Rodney plodding along not 750m from me, bearing 220 or so. I like to think the only reason the escorts caught a whiff of me as I was getting away, was the sound of my forehead repeatedly hitting the bulkhead... Then as I was headed home from my last patrol in December 1940, in my shiny new VIIC with ONE torpedo left, I find a 40+ ship convoy... Perfect weather, dead-calm seastate... I decided that tangling with the escorts wasn't worth it with only one torp to throw at them. Two days from St. Nazaire, I put it into the boiler room of a lone Large Cargo ship, but she had a pretty serious-looking pair of deck guns on elevated mounts, which precluded a surface coup-de-grace. Shame. __________________ Audentes fortuna juvat