"The torpedo is ready! Ready to launch! In the bow torpedo compartment of the U-47 submarine, the officer shouted into the microphone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Adjust course! Left rudder 15 degrees! Prion turned his head and looked behind him at the helmsman who was in charge of the submarine's course.

The helmsman took advantage of the dim light, glanced at the instrument panel, and repeated loudly: "Adjust the course, the left rudder is 15 degrees!" ”

As the waves churned by the propellers behind the submarine hit the tail rudder with a slightly adjusted rudder surface, even a slight noise could be heard in the submarine.

Repeatedly, there was a terrible monster in the middle of the sea, and it was like emitting its low roar.

The submarine has no glass windows, and in this claustrophobic space, the only way to navigate underwater is to rely on the dashboard in front of you to determine where you are.

One can imagine how tenacious the willpower of the submarine officers and men is in persisting in fighting in such an environment.

Because the depth of the submarine is not deep, you can still feel the submarine swaying slightly with the ups and downs on the sea surface.

When the course was deflected, the whole submarine was still trembling a little, and these things made the officers and men inside the submarine feel that they were still alive.

"The timing was just right! The weather is in our favor! "The sun was setting below sea level, but Prien's submarine was located directly east of the British J-18 transport fleet.

The setting sun illuminated the entire British fleet very clearly, and every outline was very clearly outlined.

On the other side, the darkness of the evening blurred the periscope of the U-47 submarine on the surface of the sea, which achieved a very good concealment effect.

It's like a spider that has dug a trap and waits for its prey to come to the door, the U-47 submarine lurking in the darkness is ready for all attacks at this moment.

As the minutes ticked by, Prion clutched his pocket watch, waiting for the moment to attack.

Since the British fleet appeared at the agreed time in the telegram, Prion felt that he should launch his own attack according to the time required in the instructions!

He was a strict man, a typical German character who was as precise and discreet as a clock. So he obeyed his boss's orders as a matter of course, which was as common for him as punctuality.

The British fleet was getting closer, and from the periscope you could even see the splashes of the huge transports being rolled away.

This was the usual attack tactic of German submarines, firing torpedoes very close to the adversary, ensuring that these valuable weapons could hit their targets.

"Torpedo tube No. 1, launch!" With his eyes on the eyepiece of the periscope, Prion launched his own attack on time.

The torpedo launcher next to him pressed the switch to launch the torpedo, and the No. 1 torpedo tube was filled with a large amount of seawater, and the bow cover opened at the same time, unloading the little air that was left inside.

Bubbles poured out, and then the torpedo was pushed out of the submarine. With bubbles that were still shattering, the torpedo drew a beautiful straight line in the deep water.

"Torpedo tube No. 2, launch!" After an interval of two seconds, Prien gave the order to fire the torpedo again.

Without the slightest hesitation, the torpedo launcher repeated the technical maneuver on the No. 2 torpedo launch switch.

The submarine under his feet trembled slightly again, because of the seawater pouring into the torpedo tubes, and because one of the torpedoes had left the submarine at this moment and rushed towards the target.

"Torpedo tube No. 3, launch!" Looking at the distant targets from the periscope, Prien followed up with the order to fire another torpedo.

He then fired his fourth torpedo on his heel. Then he did not give the order to leave, but gave a new battle order.

"Dive to a depth of 40 meters!" After firing all four torpedoes in the bow, Prion intended to make a bolder move.

While letting his submarine dive to a relatively safe depth of 40 meters, he asked his men to get busy: "Start reloading the bow torpedo!" The sonar soldier listened to the sound and confirmed how many times our torpedo hit! ”

Without his command, the sonar soldier was already nervously putting his ear to the headset.

He could confirm the results of the torpedo attack he had just fired by the sound of the explosion propagating through the water.

Of course, there is another way to determine how much trouble they have caused, and that is to see how many British destroyers will come after them in a moment.

The loud sound in the headphones made the sonar man a little upset, the submarine was diving at this time, and it was the sound of the water entering the compressed water tank.

Soon, the submarine's dive was complete, and there was no more of that frequent noise in the headphones.

At this time, the world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, except for the faint sound of machinery inside the submarine.

Everyone was patiently waiting, waiting for what kind of result would be produced by the surprise attack they had just launched.

Prien clutched his pocket watch, and in the dim light, waited for the loud sound of victory from his attack.

Transport ships with no armor protection, watertight compartments, and intricate and dense carriers rarely survive torpedo damage.

Therefore, as long as the torpedo collides and explodes, it will also achieve an actual result, although it is impossible to determine the tonnage exactly, but there is generally an estimate.

At the time of firing, Prion calculated that his 4 torpedoes were aimed at the target, and if they all hit, it would bring him at least more than 20,000 tons.

"Boom!" At this time, there was a loud noise on the water, and even Prien, who did not have a sonar officer's headphones, could faintly hear such a loud noise.

This loud bang makes people nervous, but it also makes people feel comfortable. At least now Prion can confirm that his attack is unlikely to be in vain.

Submarines cruising at sea in search of targets, before the wolf pack tactics were developed, it can be said that they were not open for three months, and they were open for three months.

So this was just a loud bang, which made everyone's hearts hang on for a while.

"Hit the target!" With excitement on his face, the sonar soldier turned back to his comrades and said.

"Boom!" Before he could finish his words, another loud bang sounded on the surface of the sea, it was the sound of the second torpedo hitting its target!

Prion felt that this time, he was able to sink two transport ships, which was already a very good result, and now he began to think about how to escape.

Having sunk two transports, the British escort destroyers would surely come to the door, and at that point, he would have to make it his first priority to get out of the battle.

Given the sheer size of this fleet, he could face two or even three destroyers at the same time.

If he is more unlucky, it is possible that as many as 5 destroyers will rush over to hunt down his submarine.

However, the German submarine captains of this period were often also masters of the arts, and he wanted to do the opposite, ready to float up, and take advantage of the darkness to come again in the center of the enemy!

"Boom!" A third explosion sounded, and Prion knew that this was a testament to his luck.

If you can fire 4 torpedoes in one go, if you can hit the target, it will be considered a kind of luck. Normally, it's good to hit half of it.

This is also why German submarines liked to sink transport ships with 88-mm anti-aircraft guns, because the precious torpedoes were really not enough.

Everyone inside the submarine was already very excited, they had achieved the results they wanted, and they exceeded their expectations.

The rest is the part that they played at a super level this time, the so-called "beyond expectations".

"Something is wrong!" The soldier listening to the sonar looked up in confusion, he seemed to have heard another explosion just now, and the position was quite far away.

"Boom!" This time the explosion was so close that everyone in the submarine heard the explosion as if it was right above their heads.

"4 torpedoes, all hit the target?" Prion himself was a little unbelievable, and it was really too rare to hit the target entirely.

Could it be that the British are all fools, they didn't even do a warning evasion, and just hit the torpedo?

How long has it been? Since that time of firing at the battleship Royal Oak moored in Scapa Bay, it seems that he has not had such a proud record in a long time.

Just as Prion was feeling in his heart that he had really lost his fortune this time, another huge explosion sounded on the sea in the distance, and the flames lit up the nearby sea.

"Boom!" This explosion came clearly, and this time all the officers and soldiers in the submarine were stunned, and even Prien felt that things were a little weird.

He, or the U-47 submarine, fired only 4 torpedoes in total, so why did the enemy fleet explode 5 times?

Could it be that there was a transport ship carrying munitions, and the torpedo caused a martyrdom, and a second violent explosion occurred?

Before Prion and the soldiers on the U-47 could figure out the key, the sixth loud bang rang out in the distance, like an echo echoing in the valley, beating into everyone's hearts.

If all 4 torpedoes hit, it was good luck; If the fifth explosion was caused by a martyrdom - then this loud bang cannot be explained by luck or coincidence.

Prian felt that his previous idea was a bit far-fetched, and he looked up at the dimly lit top of the submarine, repeatedly trying to see through the steel and the sea to see what was going on on the sea overhead.