Just got a reminder to respect even early war destroyers.
December 23rd, 1939.
I'm about 800 miles due west of Gibraltar when I encounter a convoy at night escorted by two destroyers. I slip past the destroyers and sink a Medium Oiler, Old Merchant, and Medium Merchant before I get bracketed by the destroyers and i'm forced to dive. Well once under water I could not shake either of the two and no matter how deep I went the kept finding me. Then lucky hit by a depth charge ends up destroying both periscopes and the radio antenna so if I survived i'd have to RTB. Eventually after going to 180 meters I was eventually able to shake them off and soon surfaced wondering if one of the captains name was Frederic John Walker.
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