Dumb DD's even in TMO lol

[flatsixes]

I'll agree with the sentiment that sometimes these tin cans seem to possess supernatural powers of detection, but I'm beginning to wonder if they don't have a little assistance. I ran into the Convoy From Hell the other night in spring of 1944 while playing TMO (thank you Ducimus!). Looked simple enough: two escorts with five ducklings steaming straight and true. What I got was detected immediately from 6,000,000 yards out and my butt kicked by depth charges dropped right through the mail slot. It happened so fast that I kept trying the approach and escape over and over to find out what I was doing wrong. But it didn't matter if I was sitting at periscope depth or 200 + feet below the thermal layer, silent and hovering, over and over again the DD and Escort instantly found me and pounded me into the sea bed. I even tried slipping under a wounded Maru to hide, but they circled the ship like jackels for hours until the Maru finally sank right on top of me. By then I was pretty ticked off, and I became obsessed with beating this pair (which I eventually did, but only by surfacing and running at flank straight at them pumping fish and shells, ramming the escort and making a bloody mess of my crew). Three of the five ducklings made good their escape.

But here's my question: I was down at sonar trying to determine from which quarter I was about to be blasted when I picked up a whine off the starboard beam - faint, but recognizable as an electric motor. Suddenly I'm Clark Gabel being asked "What is that, sir? I can't make it out?" So tell me, boys, is there a IJN sub out there passing love notes to my tormentors? Or have I finally lost my marbles? (Thank you Ducimus!)