Chapter 69: Miles

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"Left full rudder! Head southwest! Aim the course!" The icy Atlantic water was cut by the sharp bow, splashing snow-white waves. A man in his thirties wearing a white navy military cap and a black leather jacket laid down the telescope in his hand: "The sailor on duty deck! Stay alert."
He commanded the latest submarine made by a German engineer in the Netherlands. It can be said to be the most advanced submarine in the world so far, with a surface displacement of more than 1060 tons, an endurance of 8500 nautical miles, and a speed of 4 knots. Underwater 60 nautical miles, and safely dive to a depth of 165 meters.
It has 4 front-launched torpedo tubes and 2 rear-launched torpedo tubes. It uses 533 mm torpedoes as attack weapons and is equipped with 56 crew members. It is a very threatening underwater super killer.
The commander's voice just fell. In the narrow hatch behind him, dozens of young sailors were drilled one after another. They climbed from the simple ladder welded on the command tower to the deck, a few people Sitting on an 88-mm gun, two other people stood beside the anti-aircraft gun, and the other few used this free time to light up cigarettes with each other.
"According to our experience, maintaining this route, in another ten minutes or so, should meet the transport ship number 7." The last person who got out of the hatch was an officer, who was wearing a white navy cap Man's adjutant. He stood behind the man with the white navy cap, not from the control tower to the deck, but leaned on the side of the periscope and the railing said.
"This set of tactics is really easy to use. If you cooperate with the plane and the reconnaissance ship, the efficiency will be even higher!" The man in the military hat obliquely looked at the telegram in his hand: "If it is not underwater radio communication technology is not enough The result will be even greater. "
"Major Dennitz, are we going to sink the enemy ships one day?" The lieutenant asked doubtfully.
"Of course!" Dunnitz nodded.
"Hopefully we can sink a big ship today."
"Wake up all the people and open the inlet valve! Prepare to dive!" Dunnitz ordered loudly, and then he turned back into the open door under his feet, and behind him, one sailor after another followed. Drilled in.
The last sailor took two breaths of fresh air greedily, and then reluctantly closed the hatch at the top of the command tower that was getting closer to sea level.
They have been drifting on the sea for 10 days. The beds that were originally full of food are already empty. The interior of the submarine is filled with the smell of rotten food and the stench of human waste. Most people's clothes are covered with oil, and their beards have not been cleaned for several days, just like a group of wild people trapped in the mountains.
The books I bought from the bookstore have already been read. The poker is distorted and unusable due to the hot and humid air. Their only entertainment now is to fantasize the buttocks of the women who stand on the streets of the Netherlands. Find a salary.
"Major! Major Dennitz!" A soldier rushed over in a hurry and took a telegram file: "The Dragon's Call came with the highest level password, but the content may be wrong!"
"What's wrong? How could it be wrong?" Dunnitz frowned and took the telegram. He glanced at it and froze there.
"What order?" The adjutant asked, looking at him suspiciously.
Dunnits was a little nervous and handed the telegram to the adjutant: "A call from Longxue ordered us to sink the British transport ship number 7."
"Impossible! Usually we just aim secretly and do lock-up attack training! This is not a war, how can we order us to fire?" The adjutant was shocked and took a look at the message carefully, fearing what was missing.
The message clearly stated that, as confirmed by the intelligence department, the transport ship numbered 7 was loaded with important supplies that the British badly needed. It is now commanded that you and the u72 launch an attack at the same time, and be sure to attack the British transport ship with the number 7 with more than three torpedoes, disguised as the illusion of sunken by the thunder, without leaving a live mouth. Dragon Cave.
"Is Dragon's Cave crazy? This will cause war." The adjutant didn't know whether it was hot or scared in the submarine, and there was a sweat on his forehead: "Are we going to confirm with Dragon's Cave immediately?"
"This is the last telegram we received after diving, can you confirm? Are we going to send a telegram?" Dunnitz looked at his adjutant: "We have entered the range of the most prosperous waterway in Britain, very May be discovered. "
"Then, let's just ignore this information! Just don't receive it." The adjutant was hesitant, but immediately thought of a solution: "Otherwise Germany will be destroyed by us."
"No! We fired torpedoes and made them clean." Dunnitz thought and said, "No one will see us! Right? We are the ghosts of the Atlantic Ocean!"
"Major, have you thought about it? If we missed, we would be sinners across Germany." The adjutant pleaded with an anxious tone: "We will be finished by then."
"What do we train every month for training?" Dunnitz stared at the adjutant and asked, "Isn't it to let our torpedo hit the enemy's ship? Do you expect to learn a skill and then retire to go home, Be a sick old man on the bedside? "
"Attack on civilian ships will be hanged." The adjutant had already prayed similarly.
"You all think so?" Dunnitz raised his head and looked at all the sailors around the control tower and asked.
"Fight! Fuck him as a bitch! My father had served on the battleship Caesar. He told me that if he had a chance, he would ask the British to get his blood debt back." Sonar took off his headphones and said, "I agree to fight sinking. he."
"Yes! Sink it! Let the British know how well our Germans are!" A young sailor said with a fist.
Young people have passion and are more likely to be encouraged. Several young sailors nodded and said, "We should do it! We have been hiding in Tibet for more than a year. How can we make them suffer a bit."
More and more people are in favor of the attack, and the adjutant's courage is also growing: "God! Then hurry up! We will launch 4 torpedoes together to ensure that the target is sunk."
"Captain Gret, go to the torpedo compartment! Check all the torpedoes again! Make sure you can't go wrong!" Now that he made up his mind, Dunnitz didn't hesitate anymore: "All the soldiers are everyone! Depth 12 meters! Keep heading!"
As he said, he pulled down the periscope, leaned his eyes up, and looked for his goal on the sea.
Through the periscope with a ruler and a sight, Dunnitz saw a submarine about a kilometer away, and the submarine ’s command tower was flashing lights, which roughly meant that we were ready to attack .
The sky gradually dimmed, just in the evening when it was suitable for submarine attack. Everything seemed to be beneficial to the attacker. This is a rare opportunity.
"The target appears! Adjust the attack position!" Dunnitz saw the target ship appearing on the sea level through the periscope. The transport ship of more than 8,000 tons was a behemoth. At this moment, it did not know that it was in danger and risked it. The smoke rushed towards here.
"Torpedo lift insurance!" The officer responsible for the torpedo ordered aloud.
"Backup!" "Reload!" The slogans rang out one after another.
"Hold on! Hold on!" Dunnitz's eyes rested on the periscope, his hands holding the grip and cheering his men.
"Launch!" Suddenly, as everyone held their breath, he finally shouted out the command that everyone had long awaited.
"Torpedo tube No. 1! Launch!" A soldier said aloud.
He reported loudly while pressing the switch: "Torpedo Tube No. 2! Launched! No. 3! No. 4! Launched! The torpedo fired!"
boom! A loud noise, even on the submarine can feel the vibrations not far away, the first torpedo hit the target smoothly.
boom! Then, another loud noise came, followed by another loud noise. It seems that not only the submarine of Dunnitz fired the torpedo, but the U72 submarine not far away also fired the torpedo and hit the transport ship. The target ship began a violent explosion, and the black smoke rose tens of meters high.
But then the transport ship broke into two halves, followed by a more violent explosion. It seemed that the ship was transporting flammable and explosive arms and materials, followed by the explosion of the torpedo. The explosion was more powerful than the torpedo. Countless times larger, the transport ship broken in two became parts in a flash. From the beginning of the first explosion to the calm on the sea, the whole process did not exceed 30 seconds.
"If their captain goes to the cabin to drink coffee, then they can't even send out the distress signal." Dunnitz swallowed slowly before saying slowly.
"It's over?" The first officer's expression was incredible.
"It has sunk, and no one has been seen falling into the water. The explosion is so tragic that there will be no survivors." Dunnitz said with a sigh. "It is estimated to be an arms transport ship."
He guessed right. This is a ship from the United States to the United Kingdom. It contains a large amount of powerful explosives and a small amount of finished artillery shells. This ship's supplies are important military supplies that are going to be sold to the Belgian military. Too.
"Hurry up!" Dunnitz only sighed for a few seconds and began to issue orders: "Looking at night to search the sea! Don't leave a live mouth. Send a telegram to Longxue, the attack is completed, the target is destroyed."
Anna put down the phone, walked to Akado who was having dinner with Krupp and Streisman, and whispered the report: "The young dragon calls and the task is completed."
Akado's eyes lit up, he picked up his glass and laughed: "The Germans won the Nobel Prize and the tie! Cheers!"