[EHB]

17th of September 1939, U-33, Oblt.z.S August Jungmann:
Accidentally ran into a large convoy on my return journey south of Ireland. Took me way too long to realise it was escorted by a battleship.
Snuck into the convoy. Should have waited for darkness (note to self). Got discovered a couple of minutes to soon. The battleship (later identified as the HMS Rodney) opened fire and managed to hit a tanker instead, setting it ablaze. With rudders hard port i fired my last three eels in a salvo towards the diverging Rodney and dived. Three hits. The crew cheered. In my exhilaration I forgot to alter course. With the escorts on my tail and at 80 meters depth I thought I was being depth-charged but then followed a loud screeching sound. At this point I had to cheat a little by having a look in the periscope (you can see things at 80 meters depth under water? Really?).
Turns out I was hit by the sinking battleship dragging the boat down. With serious damage to the bow section and heavy flooding, the boat was out of control. I thought that was it, but soon after the boat hit the seabed at about 155 meters depth. More damage being sustained. Destroyer circling above and the desperately working to shore up the dying boat, I took a look in the persicope again. Only a few meters away, the HMS Rodney was neatly sat beside me on the bottom of the sea... (I do wish I had remembered to take a screenshot, but I was literally sweating in my chair). Finally managed to stop flooding while being depth-charged and a couple of hours of evading the destroyer/s the boat finally surfaced in a quiet starlit night on calm seas.
Upon arriving home, I gave the enitre crew two months off. Bad call. My chief engineer got himself killed in a barbrawl a copule of weeks later....

(Sorry for the long (and first) post. This might be commonplace, but felt I had to tell the tale...