All here who hate under running torpedoes all say 'aye'. 1941, S-Class, sticking my neck out in the Luzon. Warships abound. Boat full of deep swimmers Where is the Admiral? I got a bone to pick. One lousy sinking. 48 days at sea in my slug of a sugarboat. Should have joined the air force.
Yeah I was reading up on this the other night AVG, early on torps were a nightmare