To: Bdu
From: U99 16.Nov.39 Grid AM79. 6 Days out of Kiel. Got my second merchant just a few minutes ago. An USA flagged C2 carrying Military supplys. :arrgh!: Ran in to a small convoy of three ships (French) west of portugal, loaded whit fuel drums. The crew loved the fireworks :) |
Another two great patrols in May/June 1940
Seven French large cargo ships sunk and bagged fiji class cruiser as well. :DL |
Jan 6 1940,
I was ordered to patrol BE 29, on my way of entering BE I sunk a single lone merchant for about 1000 tons, then after patroling 29 I for a convoy report right near me heading NE, so I moved to intercept. Either they changed speed and direction on me or I was waaayyy off, because I ended up being 5 or 6 kilometers behind them but I gave chase as they were only moving 5 knots. Using my ship cam( I know, I know) I spotted 2 destroyers, 1 sub, and 1 what looked like to be a battleship. However, the weather did NOT have my best interest in mind and decided to give me a raging storm with poor poor visibility. On my entrance into the convoy (I discovered I was right behind them) A destroyer picked me up and came from my port side full steam ahead. I dove deep and let the waiting game begin. After what seemed like a few game hours and many DC runs later, he gave up. I again kept following the convoy by going to P depth to get their position then Surfacing to catch up. I found a merchant dead ahead, put two into her and sunk her. Then I ended up spotting a merchant and (against better judgement but because of the angle I had to) used 2 magnetics, They impacted, one right under her center keel and one in the prop effectively stoping her, however, she didnt go down. I kept and lined up for a aft shot (as I was pursueing another merchant, which I sunk) when I saw a destroyer on my 180, I fired that aft magnetic and dove deep. He called one of his buddies to come join the party, I waited and finally they let up, out of torps except for my externals and one aft shot, I let the convoy go and headed away from them. 10 torpedoes and 2 measley sinkings. Oh well, I was surprised I survived the depth chargings. |
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Sank an ore carrier and a granville from a convoy in late '40. Got a pounding from escorts but got away and later sank the Aquitania. Shiny new VIIC, here I come! :rock:
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Id either just head home or go to the Belchen supply ship (if you have GWX 3.0) if I were you, one torp usually wont do much for me, unless its a small merchant (under 2k tons)
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U - 126 IXC reporting
We left Lorient at 24 Jan 1943 for South Africa.
We haven't even reached deep water when we encountered an US Gato class submarine. A G7a took care of him. Days passed one after the other. Crew morale was low and it kept falling. We were receiving all kinds of bad messages : Our U boats kept getting sunk, so many friends gone. The Wehrmacht was not doing good : Stalingrad a total disaster , North Africa Erwin Rommel , the desert fox was retreating. On 7 Feb 1943 we crossed the Equator to the south. So far we have encountered lone destroyers but our radar detector was very helpful . We managed to avoid contact. On 19 Feb 1943 we spotted our first targets : A Coastal freighter and a small freighter. Submerged torpedo attack was made by the book , both targets destroyed. Crew was getting happier now. On 23 Feb 1943 two more ships showed up : A passenger/cargo and an ore carrier unescorted but both armed. They went down with torpedoes as well. We stopped to question the survivors but we got no answer. We gave water and cigaretes and left immediately. We have already reached our patrol grid. We had some more radar warnings so we were diving often to avoid the enemy. We began our return trip. On 7 Mar 1943 we crossed the Equator once more to the North. Fuel was running low. After asking orders from the BdU we were instructed to meet with U-460 west of Kapverden to refuel. Since we had torpedoes left we patroled in the area between Kapverden and Dakar Africa. On 11 Mar 1943 we sunk a Black Swan frigate with two torpedoes. On 20 Mar 1943 we sunk s small merchant with torpedoes and gunfire. On 21 Mar 1943 we sunk a coastal freighter with gunfire only. It reminded us of the Happy times! We kept a distance of 3,500 m and we were out of range of her weapons (only AA). Luckily no plane showed up! Fuel level now was critical , less than 25%. On 26 Mar 1943 we met with U-460. 62 days at sea and we had more to come until we were to reach home port. This patrol has costed the Allies 24,034 tons of shipping. Not much! |
Dead on the bottom of Scapa Flow, thanks to a sudden rise in the sea floor....
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Recently started new campaign. (84% Realism) Sent off in U-1 (gotta love those type IIAs :cool:)
Patrolled grid AN81. Not much happened. Sank a merchant with a single fish. Bad weather ruined the rest of the patrol :nope: |
U-11 checking in from the vicinity of Firth of Forth. Our mission had us going up to patrol the freaking Shetlands. After patrolling for over 24 hours and finding absolutely nothing, we caught wind of a convoy heading WSW about 200 kilometers away. We did some calculations and decided we could catch it, and took off at flank speed. We made it to the intercept point, but there was no convoy. After searching for the convoy for several hours, I decided to head back up to the Shetlands. We almost made it back to the patrol zone when we got another update on the convoy. It's now heading SW, directly towards Firth of Forth. So we turn around again and head with flank speed towards the Firth, trying desperately to cut them off. We didn't make it in time.
Finding ourselves right off the river entrance in about the worst weather imaginable (raining, foggy, 14m/s winds, and nighttime) , we submerged and quickly picked up a merchant closing with us. So, running completely off of hydrophones, I set up a shooting position about 450 meters from where the merchant would make its closest pass. Making a hydrophone-based preliminary solution, I was able to fine-tune the solution when the merchant appeared out of the fog. A small merchant, but better than nothing. Took a shot, and at that range, I could hardly miss. The blast from the torpedo rattled the dishes in the mess as we took off to the East. The merchant sank quickly, and I decided to run on the surface for added speed, counting on the weather to conceal me from the destroyers and trawlers. This almost turned out to be a fatal decision, for as we were making tracks, an Armed Trawler plowed out of the gloom astern of us, heading across our wake. http://img843.imageshack.us/img843/9...1919329.th.jpg Somehow they didn't see us, but I took us to periscope depth and made like a hole in the ocean. Fortunately, they didn't hear us either, and after he left we were able to surface and run to a safe distance off the coast. I'll probably not do that again. |
I guess I'm in the "Happy Time" now. I'm currently in St. Nazaire. Last night I attacked a convoy. Thought i was aiming at an ore carrier but was actually a C&D class! I was even using the ore carrier info in the id book! Didn't realize the mistake till the eel hit and lit up the night. Hey, one less escort to worry about. I swung the scope over to the ore carrier and let off two good ones and crash dived. Escorts were hoppin' mad. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM! All around me. "Das boot iss boo-shady, Herr Kaleun!"
"Boo-shady". Every Kaleun dreads hearing "boo-shady". "Take 'er deep, Chief! Flank speed!" We were near the mouth of the St. George Channel so we had to be careful of dragging our balls in the sand. At about 80 meters we leveled off and went to silent running. No one made a peep. Not laughing Joe, Hiccuping Hinrich or even Willi "The Farter" Erlichmann, who was notorious for blowing ballast at the mere splash of a WB. All they could do was stare at the maze of pipes above their sweaty faces. Then we heard the pinging. "Steer south, Chief. Get ready to gun it as soon as Witterman gives the word." And so he did. "Wasserbombs in the water, sir", he hissed. The Chief didn't need to hear from me. "Ahead flank" he whispered, ratcheting the telegraph. It was seven hours before we lost the escorts. Still I refrained from giving the order to secure from silent running for another hour and even then the repair crews were on edge tinkering diligently but delicately, lest a dropped wrench or torch should again bring the ravenous escorts upon them. After we surfaced I ordered course to the south away from the isles to look for less challenging game, which we found. By the time we returned to St. Nazaire we had bagged ourselves six ships. I'm diggin' the oakleaves. Makes me look more distinguished somehow. Especially to the ladies. :D |
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"Boo-shady" is totally my new slang term for "damaged," "messed up," or anything else of that nature. "Hey, did you hear Lindsey Lohan is going back to rehab?" "Yeah, that poor girl is totally boo-shady." |
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