As the commander of the House, Fang Lang knew very well that the warship would face a real test in the next few days. Therefore, he also informed the crew to cancel the night drills, increase vigilance, and be ready to deal with sudden attacks by German submarines at any time.
The first day passed very peacefully. The crew members were very happy to have one less drill. The soldiers who did not have to work the night shift could finally sleep well.
The actual combat drill had just ended on the morning of the next day. Fang Lang was eating a sumptuous lunch in the lounge of the navigation bridge when he heard the sonar soldier saying in confusion:
"Sir, I just heard a strange noise, but I'm not sure."
Fang Lang stood up suddenly, followed the swaying hull of the ship, strode into the sonar room and said:
"What noise do you hear?"
Seeing Fang Lang coming in, the sonar soldier was a little nervous, fearing that he was neurotic and misreported the military situation. He said in an uncertain tone:
"Sir, I'm not sure. The boat is moving very fast. I feel like the sound of a water glass falling to the ground."
Fang Lang didn't know if it was because of his rebirth that his sixth sense became very sharp. When he heard the sonar soldier's report, the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he immediately said to the cab:
"The boatswain sounded the battle alarm, notified the entire ship to be alert, reduce the speed, move forward at cruising speed, and set the speed to twenty-two knots. Please note that this is not a drill, this is not a drill, the war situation center, this is the bridge, I am Fang Lang , the sonar found a suspected German submarine, see if you can find any abnormalities on your surface radar."
Soon, de la Torre's voice came to you via the communicator:
"Sir, the radar has found no abnormalities for the time being!"
The driver announced loudly:
"Sir, the speed has dropped to twenty-two knots and has reached sonar speed."
Fang Lang confirmed to the sonar operator again:
"Can you determine the direction of the sound?"
When the sonar soldier saw that the captain took it so seriously, whether it was true or not, he had to become serious. The most important thing is that he feels that he must have heard correctly.
"The official position is 036, two nautical miles away."
After Fang Lang silently calculated in his mind, he said:
"Left rudder 30, proceed in a roundabout way."
The reply came from the cab:
"Understood! Left rudder 30, proceed in a roundabout way."
Immediately afterwards, he began to feel the warship begin to turn. Fang Lang came to the cab and picked up the radio and said:
"Callaghan, this is the House. We have found a suspected German submarine target, bearing 036, two nautical miles away. Our ship will go to confirm. Over."
Then the radio received a reply:
"House, Callahan received it, suspected German submarine target, bearing 036, two nautical miles away, attack allowed, please pay attention to safety!"
Since the command ship allows him to attack, you're welcome, but even if the commander doesn't allow it, he will consider dropping two depth charges to test the water.
"House received it!"
Although the sonar soldier was not sure about this target at first, Fang Lang's sixth sense told him that there were fish underwater, so he did not hesitate to order the entire ship to be on alert.
"Sonar, can you hear the propeller?"
The sonar soldier was very nervous at this time, because except for the previous abnormal noise, he did not hear any abnormal noise later.
"Sir, the hydrophone effect is very weak and the propeller sound cannot be heard. Could it be that I heard it wrong!"
Seeing that the sonar soldier was a little unsure, Fang Lang smiled and patted his shoulder and said:
"It doesn't matter, whether it's right or wrong, we'll know after we try it! Be more confident, I believe in you, and I won't blame you if I'm wrong."
He turned around and pressed the ship's internal communicator again:
"Combat Information Center, this is Fang Lang. Did the surface radar detect any abnormalities?"
Soon, de la Torre's voice came from the communicator:
"Sir, no abnormalities were found on the water surface."
Fang Lang walked out of the bridge, raised his telescope and looked at the sea on the left side of the warship. The signal soldier beside him handed over a coat, but Fang Lang did not accept it, but carefully observed the sea on the left front.
The weather temperature in the northern hemisphere in mid-April is only ten degrees. Today's sea breeze is at least level 6, which is a bit cold on people's bodies. The waves are about four meters high and rough. Fortunately, it doesn't rain, so the visibility is pretty good, but it's a pity that it goes up and down. Fang Lang's search of the waves made him find nothing.
After watching for about two minutes, Fang Lang returned to the bridge and ordered:
"All lookout posts focus on searching the left front square mile, depth charges are prepared, medium depth. Let's see if we can force him out."
But just as Fang Lang finished giving the order, he heard the radio operator hand over the communicator and said:
"Sir, communication request from the Harry."
Fang Lang didn't think much, picked up the communicator and said:
"Harry, this is House, please speak!"
Soon Fang Lang heard Reinhard's voice coming from inside;
"House, I am Reinhardt, the captain of Harry. We have searched and confirmed for you. There is nothing abnormal in the target area. Please return to the team immediately and maintain the escort formation."
Fang Lang felt a thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, and blurted out a national curse:
"dumbass!"
Fortunately, the other party does not understand the art of language which has a history of five thousand years. He asked doubtfully:
"House, I am Reinhardt, commander of the left side of the escort fleet. I order you to give up the search, return to the team quickly, and protect the transport fleet. Please reply when you receive it."
Fang Lang didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up the communicator and said:
"What's going on? It's battle time now. There's something wrong with the communicator. Why is there all noise? Call the mechanic over and take a look."
After speaking, he hung up the communicator without paying attention, as if nothing had happened. The officers and soldiers on the bridge all looked at him, wondering what happened.
At this time, on the Harry, Reinhard looked confused. What's going on? Is there something wrong with the radio? I can hear his voice! The adjutant beside him asked:
"Sir, what's wrong!"
Reinhard also said with a questioning look:
"They said the radio was out of order and they couldn't hear my voice, but it was fine just now?"
The adjutant next to him thought about it and said weakly:
"Sir, did the other party say that on purpose?"
Hearing the adjutant's words, Reinhard also reacted, jumped to his feet in anger, and cursed loudly:
"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, this Brazilian bumpkin, you dare to ignore me, just wait for me, I will make you pay the price."
After speaking, he loudly ordered:
"Left full rudder, bearing 035, let's get closer, you bastard, I must teach you a lesson!"
Then the Harry turned sharply to the left, and the House sped away.
What Reinhard didn't know was that at a depth of 90 meters under the House, a German submarine was maintaining silence. Everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to make any sound.
Captain Schrader did not expect that this warship would be so alert. As the captain of the German submarine force U441, he had experienced hundreds of battles. He had sunk as many as five warships and even more transport ships. More than twenty ships.
Originally, this time he found a random place on the Atlantic route to try his luck. Unexpectedly, I was so lucky. Just when I was about to take a breath on the sea, I saw a huge fleet of transport ships in the periscope.
Schreider knew he was rich! Immediately following the German Navy's wolf pack tactics, they began to dive, preparing to follow the big fish and notify the wolves via radio to hunt in front of the fleet route.
It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as God's. The entire fleet has passed over half of his head without anyone noticing anything unusual. As a result, a soldier accidentally knocked the water glass in the hands of his comrades behind him when he stood up. "Bang" "A sound.
Everyone no longer dared to take any action. Because of this strange noise, a destroyer immediately began to turn and quickly approached directly above their heads.
All the crew members were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, for fear that if they made any noise again, they would attract the other party's attention and they would be doomed.
After all, submarines are assassins in the dark. If the submarine is discovered by a destroyer, it will be in big trouble. Let's not talk about whether it can beat it. Let's just say that its speed will be greatly reduced. Not to mention fighting, you can't even run.
However, the destroyer had begun to circle above their heads, and now they could only gamble. After all, they were in a state of silence, and every movement was worse than silence.
Just as they were waiting nervously, the destroyer above them suddenly heard the sound of "dong, dong, dong, dong" objects falling into the water, and Schrader's expression changed drastically. He shouted: "Depth charge, collision alarm, everyone be careful and steady!"
