At this time, on the destroyer House, Fang Lang was constantly calculating the distance between the submarine and the Harry. He couldn't understand why the German submarine didn't turn! Instead, it headed straight towards the Harry.
Is this the legendary two-way love? After all, he didn't know that the two depth bombs he had just hit had damaged the submarine. Now U441 was leaking water and its speed had dropped sharply.
Fang Lang, who turned around, watched helplessly as the sailors on the Harry were preparing depth charges in a panic.
In the captain's room of the Harry, when he saw the waves on his port side, turning towards the direction of the fleet, Reinhardt smiled proudly, so what if you discovered the enemy ship! In the end, you don’t have to pick the peaches by yourself.
"Sir, bearing 270, two nautical miles away, the enemy seems to have stopped."
The sonar soldier's report made Reinhardt stunned. What happened? Didn't we agree to go in both directions? Why don't you leave even halfway? It seems you don't really love me! But if you don’t love me, that’s okay, as long as I love you.
"Always pay attention to the movement of the enemy ship, and be careful if he suddenly turns to escape. Once you enter the attack range, attack freely!"
"Understood, attack freely after entering the attack range."
At this time, on the German submarine U441, which was staying at a depth of 150 meters, a report came from the chief mate:
"Sir, bearing 090, two nautical miles away."
As an excellent captain of a German U-boat, Schrader has already changed his attack ideas. Since we don't have to die together, what we have to do now is to escape immediately!
"Immediately report the current position of the rear destroyers."
"Bearing 116, three nautical miles away."
Schrader couldn't help but curse in his heart. It seemed that he had met a master. In this situation, if he wanted to escape, he had to hide under the transport fleet and use the sound of the propeller of the freighter to avoid pursuit.
However, this destroyer has already detoured between itself and the transport fleet. It is at least eighteen nautical miles away from the transport fleet. With such a long distance, it is impossible not to be discovered by the other party.
It seems that we need to create some noise to provide ourselves with cover. Thinking of this, Schrader immediately ordered:
"Release decoy bombs."
"Understood sir, decoys have been released."
The so-called bait bomb is a kind of mechanical bait invented by the German army. It is about the size of a refrigerator. It floats in the water like an effervescent tablet and sprays outwards. It misleads the enemy to attack and takes the opportunity to escape.
In German, it's called "Pirenwerfer", also known as a pill thrower.
"Right rudder thirty, heading 120, we withdraw."
"Understood, sir, heading 120, right rudder thirty."
Just after the order was issued, Schrader heard the sound of depth charges falling on the sea like dumplings.
Hearing the sound of depth charges falling into the water, Schrader curled up his lips, knowing that the enemy ship above had been fooled, and he could escape quickly with the help of the sound of the depth charges falling into the water and exploding. He ordered loudly:
"Hurry up and repair the No. 1 engine. The No. 2 engine will have full power and move forward at full speed."
"It's sir, full speed ahead."
Reinhardt on the Harry could no longer restrain his emotions and began to laugh loudly;
"Haha... The other Germans ran away, and I threw all the depth bombs on his head. Haha... I got the first kill."
Pick up the telescope and keep looking at the sea surface, hoping to find oil stains or bigger explosions on the seabed. Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, the lookout posts on the Harry found no signs that the enemy submarine had been destroyed.
Reinhard thought the depth charge was not deep enough, so he ordered again:
"Maximum depth release of all bombs."
All crew members immediately obeyed the order.
"Yes sir, depth charges will be released at maximum depth."
Seeing the lively scene near the Harry on the sea in the distance, Fang Lang felt extremely aggrieved. He was obviously my favorite, but he ended up eating it in your bowl. How could I possibly reason with you?
Fang Lang also stood on the side of the ship, using a telescope to help carefully observe whether there were any damaged submarines on the sea. Although he could not take the credit for his work, it was still an enemy submarine after all. For the safety of the fleet, he also hoped that this U-boats can be destroyed.
But as he watched, Fang Lang felt something was wrong. The Harry was blowing up so lively, there was no reason why it couldn't hit him! Unless he sinks directly to the bottom.
The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. He quickly walked into the bridge and said to the sonar soldier:
"Is there anything unusual under the sea?"
"Sir, the entire seabed is now filled with the sound of depth charges exploding, and the sonar is completely unable to work."
When Fang Lang heard this, he suddenly felt blessed and understood what was wrong. I began to think about what I would do if I were a submarine commander. Gradually, my eyes began to light up, as if I had figured something out, and I ordered directly:
"Bosun, the entire ship is at level one combat readiness, and all weapons are in place."
Following Fang Lang's order, the House, which had been watching the excitement, suddenly became active like ignited gunpowder.
"Combat Situation Center, please help me immediately calculate the fastest path from the enemy submarine's parking position to the direction of the transport fleet. In that direction, how long will it take for our ship to meet the enemy at two-thirds of the speed of the starboard rudder?"
Fang Lang connected to the ship's internal communication and issued orders to the war situation center.
"It's sir, start calculating immediately." De La Torre's response sounded immediately.
Fang Lang ordered again to the bridge pilot:
"Full right rudder, two-thirds speed."
"Yes, sir, two-thirds speed, full rudder to right."
Soon the results came through the ship's communication.
"The official heading is 135, seven nautical miles away."
"Okay, got it, thank you for your hard work."
Fang Lang put down the communicator, glanced at the Harry not far away, smiled and shook his head, not paying attention.
At this time, the lookout post on the Harry saw the House starting to turn towards the escort fleet, and thought that the House was going to return to its escort position, and reported to Reinhardt:
"Sir, the House has turned towards the transport fleet. It is not moving very fast. It should be returning to the fighting position."
Following his subordinate's report, Reinhardt turned his head to look in the direction of the House, smiled contemptuously and said:
"Assuming that this Brazilian monkey knows his identity, don't pay attention to him. Let's kill the German rat underneath first."
"Understood sir."
Reinhardt, who had just been scolding Fang Lang for wasting ammunition, didn't care at this time. The depth bombs were thrown out from the depth bomb launcher, and the entire sea surface was blown up by the Harry, causing white waves to surge. From time to time, fish float on the sea surface after being stunned by the powerful shock wave.
At this time, a communication request from the Callahan command ship came through the House's communication channel:
"House, this is the Callahan. Are you sure about the victory? Please save ammunition as much as possible."
Fang Lang held the intercom and felt happy. It seemed that Lieutenant Colonel Beqi, who was commanding the ship, heard that there was too much excitement here and thought it was me frying fish! The aristocratic gentleman of the Harry didn't take the command ship seriously. It seemed that he didn't notify the command ship at all and just gave the order to take action!
The command ship thought it was the House that kept dropping bombs. Listening to this, the total bomb load of sixty depth bombs should have been wasted by now!
As expected, the aristocratic master is rich. He is really rich when he uses so many depth charges to fry fish. Could it be that he hasn't noticed anything unusual after all this time? It's awesome that someone so dull can become a captain.
"Command ship, this is the USS House. Our ship is tracking the enemy U-shaped boat, bearing 135, five nautical miles away. The one dropping bombs now is the USS Harry."
Fang Lang's answer stunned Lieutenant Colonel Beqi. What do you mean? Isn't it the attack you applied for? Why haven't you caught the enemy ship yet? Instead, the Harry started attacking without reporting it.
"House, this is the command ship. Please explain the specific situation so that the command ship can judge the enemy's situation."
"After receiving the command ship, our ship discovered the enemy situation in the direction 036 on the left side of the transport fleet. We went to check it out. After dropping six depth bombs, the enemy ship fled towards the direction of the Harry. It was intercepted by the Harry and the attack was completed."
"House, since the Harry has begun to attack the enemy ship, has your ship discovered any new enemy situations? Why is it pursuing the enemy ship in the 135 direction?"
"Lieutenant Colonel Bech, this is Fang Lang, the captain of the House. I suspect that the Harry attacked the enemy ship with decoy bombs. According to calculations, I suspect that the enemy ship is fleeing in the 135 direction. Over."
After a while, the voice of Lieutenant Colonel Bech came over the radio: "Major Fang, I am Lieutenant Colonel Bech. I agree with your judgment. Please make sure to successfully intercept the enemy U-boat and not allow it to rush into the transport." The fleet launches its attack. Over.”
