Immediately after Edward fired four torpedoes, four white lines appeared on the surface of the sea as soon as the fired torpedoes appeared, which were immediately seen by the lookouts on the escort warship.

"Beware of submarines."

With the shouting of the lookout, the alarm bell on the warship immediately sounded, and the crew immediately went into action. The weapons they operated immediately fired at the white lines from the torpedoes.

It's just that two or three of their kittens alone can't stop the torpedo at all, and they go straight to the convoy. In fact, the slow transport ships were already in a panic, and these conscripted civilian ships had never seen such a battle, and there was no way to operate the ships to avoid the torpedoes that were fired.

I saw that the incoming torpedo directly hit the transport ship that could not dodge.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Three explosions in a row sounded on the sides of the two transport ships. The torpedo impact caused an explosion that blew a large hole in the side of the ship, and the raging tide rushed towards the cabin regardless of the raging tide. The crew above hurriedly untied the lifeboat, boarded it, and even jumped into the water in a life jacket in a hurry.

And such a tragic image frightened the other transport ships even more in a panic.

Major Marsa, who was the commander of the fleet, knew that he could not mess up at this time, and he immediately gave the order. "Signal the flag, let them form a circle and sail north at full speed, get out of here. At the same time send telegrams to the Star of the Seas and the Rhodes to get them in the middle of the fleet. ”

That's right, he had to give priority to the safety of these two ships, because they were loaded with a regiment of troops, and these two ships could not be fine.

And with his words, the warship he was on immediately sent a flag to the fleet to inform it to turn.

Major Marsa was indifferent and would not leave it at that, and he gave another order. "Send a telegram to the Nashr and immediately search the area with our ship. Let the Angel protect the other ships before they leave, and send a separate message to the island of Cyprus informing us of the submarine attack and requesting air support. ”

That's right, Major Marca wasn't going to leave it at that. He will protect the fleet and leave first. But this damn submarine he must find out.

And beneath the surface of the sea, the Union is quietly leaving like a child who has done bad things.

At this point, Edward no longer dared to stick out his periscope, which would now increase his chances of being discovered. After driving some distance, Edward continued to give orders. "Reduce to a speed of 2 knots and dive to 60 meters at the same time."

With his words, the speed of the submarine dropped even lower, and it also dived deeper. At the same time, Major Marca led two destroyers to the sea area where the torpedo was fired and listened. The sonar listener probed around and found no trace of the submarine, which is also very normal, no one is a fool, stealing chickens and waiting to be bombed.

"Drop depth charges."

It's just that Major Marca is not giving up, he is afraid that this submarine will give him a dark light, and still let people throw depth charges here, which is also the best weapon against submarines at present.

Ever since the invention of the British depth charge in World War I, it has been a weapon against submarines, and it and sonar listeners form the standard equipment of warships.

Following the order of Major Marsa, two warships immediately dropped depth charges into the sea.

"Boom~Boom~Boom."

There were several muffled noises in a row, and nothing came out of the sea, not even a single sea fish.

Marsa is not surprised to see that there is no result, but if there is a result, it is called an accident. Anti-submarine requires not only skill, but also luck.

It's just that he definitely can't just forget it. "Now our two warships are searching separately, we go north, let the Nashr go south."

There was no problem with Marsa's order, because to the east was the island of Cyprus, and he had just sent a telegram, and the damned submarine should not go and fall into the net. To the south is Egypt, which is the most likely direction of escape for the submarine.

To the west is the direction they are coming from, if the submarine runs to the west, then there is a possibility that it will encounter other fleets, but they have already been attacked, then the other fleets will be vigilant, and don't forget that they also have the advantage of aircraft, I believe that every aircraft observer will keep their eyes open and carefully observe the sea.

The main purpose of heading north was to protect the departing fleet, and now that Marsa had the upper hand, he hoped that the fleet heading north would not be attacked again.

And his decision happened to be the same route as Edward, who quietly left north.

"They're coming."

Inside the submarine, the sonar officer said the news with a somewhat panicked expression, but in fact, he didn't need to say that everyone in the submarine knew about it. Because the depth charges along the way have not stopped, and they are getting closer and closer.

"Captain, what are we going to do?"

The first mate looked nervously at Edward and asked. Not only him, but the rest of the submarine were waiting for his orders, whether they would turn off the engine so that the enemy could not find them, or whether they would run away at full speed and immediately, the captain would need to give orders.

In the face of everyone's expectant eyes, Edward did not give a promise, but showed a thoughtful expression. In the face of the captain's composure in such a dangerous situation, the anxious hearts of the other members were also calmed down a lot.

In fact, they didn't know that Edward himself was panicked. It's just that his education since he was a child told him not to show his panicked side, because it won't help.

In fact, neither of these decisions is so easy to make, because if you stop and wait, you are surrendering your fate to the enemy, betting that they will not find out whether they are close to God or not. Running away with all their might is just as bad, as it increases the chances of them being spotted, and fleeing at full speed will make the sonar show them like they're in a concert, and they're rock.

So these two choices made it a little difficult for Edward.

"Captain, we're running out of time."

The sonarman's words were clearly urging Edward to hurry up and make a decision. Because the enemy ships are not far from them, if they do not make a decision, then they can only wait for the judgment of fate.

"Stop."

These two words came out of Edward's mouth, and the rest of the crew immediately had a backbone. And with his order, the submarine was completely stopped.

Now they can only wait for the verdict of fate.

And on the surface of the sea, Marsa still did not know that his enemy was not far in front of him. At present, the warship he is on is still carrying out the standard anti-submarine operation, that is, constantly using depth charges to try to blow up the sneak attackers.

"Have you found anything so far?"

"No, Major."

Hearing the answer of the officer in charge of observation, Marca could only walk towards the sonar room.

Asked the sonar officer again for the same words, and received the same answer, which made Marca a somewhat less confident in finding the submarine.

"Drop a few more depth charges, and if we haven't found it yet, let's go escort first. Let the aircraft focus on this sea area. ”

He was always concerned about the fleet in his heart, and he spoke his thoughts.

"Yes, Mr. Major."

"Boom."

A depth charge exploded more than ten meters away from the Union, and the surging water pressure continued to squeeze the submarine hull, making it rattle, and one of the water pipes in the cabin was overwhelmed and ruptured, which immediately attracted repairs from the crew.

It's just that none of this can be a target of Edward's concern, and he prays that the next depth charge will not hit the submarine, let alone the submarine, not even a few meters away.

"Almighty God, save the people you love."

Edward meditated inwardly, and he swore that he had never prayed so sincerely.

As if his prayers had been fulfilled, the next depth charge had not arrived, and the sound of the motors of the enemy warship was far away.

It wasn't until the sound of the motor was completely inaudible that Edward spoke. "We're safe."

His words made all the crew happy, and now they were convinced of their captain that it was the captain who saved the big guy.

"What do we do now?"

The first mate asked cautiously, now his eyes [New www.xxbiquge.xyz] were full of trust in Edward, and he would do so as long as the captain told him to go naked on Fleet Street.

"Let's go back first."

Unexpectedly, Edward gave everyone a surprising answer. Seeing that everyone was staring at him intently, Edward explained. "We are in a very dangerous situation at the moment, and the enemy must now be guarding the transport line to the death, and even more so trying to find us. Let's go back first, and come back when the enemy relaxes. ”

Edward's words convinced the crew, and when everyone agreed, Edward immediately gave the order.

"Let's go home now."

The attack mission belonging to the USS Union submarine was considered a completion. The next thing they have to do is to take a good rest in Port Said, and then maintain the submarine until the next sortie.