7 February, 1943.
Just after midnight. Skies blacker than Herr Himmler's heart. 13m/s seas in a driving rain, Johann reports a single Metox contact NNW of our position.
BdU reports task forces NE and WSW of our position, both going away, and the contact is out of the convoy lane, so what is this?
Once I am sure it is not an aircraft, we investigate.
5.5 hours later...
Scratch one flat-top.
Illumination kindly provided by an Evarts class searching for U-285.