At this time on the destroyer House, Fang Lang was constantly calculating the distance between the submarine and the Harry. He didn't understand why the German submarine didn't turn around, but went straight towards the Harry.
Is this the legendary love that goes both ways? After all, he didn't know that the two depth charges he had just dropped had damaged the submarine, and now the U441 was leaking and its speed was dropping sharply.
Fang Lang turned and circled as he watched the sailors on the Harry frantically preparing depth charges.
In the captain's room of the Harry, Reinhardt saw Fang Lang on his port side, turning and circling the direction of the fleet. He smiled triumphantly, "So what if you found the enemy ship!" In the end, you will still be the one to pick the peaches.
"Sir, bearing 270, distance two nautical miles, the enemy seems to have stopped."
The sonar soldier's report made Reinhardt stunned. What's going on? Didn't we agree to go both ways? Why did you stop halfway? It seems that you don't really love me! But if you don't love me, it's okay. I love you.
"Always pay attention to the enemy's movements, be careful if he suddenly turns and flees. Attack freely once you are within attack range!"
"Understood. Once you are within the attack range, attack freely."
At this time, the German U441 submarine, which was maintained at a depth of 150 meters, received a report from the first mate:
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"Sir, bearing 090, distance two nautical miles."
As an excellent captain of a German U-boat, Schreider had already changed his attack strategy. Since he didn't have to die together, what he had to do now was to escape immediately!
"Report the current position of the destroyer in the rear immediately."
"Bearing 116, distance three nautical miles."
Schreider 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 freighter's propeller to avoid being chased.
However, this destroyer had already circled between him and the transport fleet. He was at least eighteen nautical miles away from the transport fleet. At such a long distance, it was impossible for him to avoid being discovered by the other side.
It seems that I need to create some noise to provide cover for myself. Thinking of this, Shredder immediately gave the order:
"Release the decoy bomb."
"Understood sir, the decoy bomb has been released."
The so-called decoy bomb is a kind of mechanical bait invented by the German army. It is the size of a refrigerator and will float in the water like an effervescent tablet and spray out spray, misleading the enemy to attack while the German army takes the opportunity to escape.
It is called "Pierenwolf" in German, also known as a pill thrower.
"Right thirty, heading 120, we're retreating."
"Understood, sir. Heading 120, right thirty."
Just as the order was given, Schreider heard the sound of depth charges falling into the sea like dumplings.
Hearing the sound of the depth charge falling into the water, Shredder's mouth curled up, knowing that the enemy ship above had been fooled, and he could use the sound of the depth charge falling into the water and exploding to quickly escape. He gave a loud order:
"Repair engine number one as soon as possible. Engine number two is at full power and moving forward at full speed."
"Yes sir, full speed ahead."
Reinhardt on the Harry could no longer contain himself and began to laugh loudly;
"Haha... the German devil ran away, throw all the depth charges on his head, haha... I got my first kill."
He picked up the telescope and kept looking at the sea surface, hoping to find oil stains on the seabed or a bigger explosion. Unfortunately, it was not as he wished, and the various lookouts on the Harry found no signs that the enemy submarine had been destroyed.
Reinhardt thought that the depth charge was not deep enough, so he gave another order:
"All bombs dropped at maximum depth."
All crew members obey orders immediately.
"Yes, sir. Depth charges are dropped at maximum depth."
Fang Lang felt very aggrieved when seeing the lively scene near the Harry on the sea in the distance. This was obviously my dish, but it ended up in your bowl. How can I go to seek justice?
Fang Lang also stood at the side of the ship, using a telescope to carefully help observe whether there were any damaged submarines on the sea. Although he did not get any credit for the achievement, it was an enemy submarine after all. For the safety of the fleet, he also hoped that this U-boat could be destroyed.
But as he watched, Fang Lang felt something was wrong. The Harry was bombing so loudly, there was no reason why it couldn't hit him! Unless he sank 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 operator:
"Is there anything unusual on the seafloor?"
"Sir, the entire seabed is filled with the sound of depth charges exploding, and the sonar is completely non-functional."
Fang Lang suddenly realized what was wrong when he heard it. He began to think about what he would do if he were the submarine commander. Gradually, his eyes began to light up, as if he had figured something out, and he gave the order directly:
"Boatswain, the entire ship is at level one combat readiness, all weapons are in place."
Following Fang Lang's order, the House, which was originally watching the excitement, instantly moved like ignited gunpowder.
"Combat Situation Center, help me calculate the fastest route from the enemy submarine's position to the transport fleet. In that direction, how long will it take for our ship to cross the enemy if we turn right at two-thirds of the speed?"
Fang Lang connected the ship's communications and issued orders to the combat situation center.
"Yes, sir, start calculating immediately." De La Torre's response sounded immediately.
Fang Lang ordered the bridge pilot again:
"Full right rudder, two-thirds speed."
"Yes, sir, two-thirds speed, full right."
Soon the results came through the ship's communications.
"Official heading 135, distance seven nautical miles."
"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, no longer paying attention.
At this time, the lookout on the Harry saw that the House began to turn towards the escort fleet, and thought that the House was going to return to its escort position, so he reported to Reinhardt:
"Sir, the House has turned towards the transport fleet. It's not going very fast. It should be returning to its combat position."
Following his subordinates' report, Reinhardt turned his head and looked in the direction of the House, smiling contemptuously:
"This Brazilian monkey is smart. Ignore him. Let's kill the German rats first."
"Understood sir."
Reinhardt, who had just been blaming Fang Lang for wasting ammunition, didn't care at this moment. The depth charges thrown from the depth charge launcher were blown up by the Harry, and the entire sea surface was constantly surging with white waves. From time to time, sea fish were stunned by the powerful shock wave and floated on the sea surface.
At this time, a communication request from the command ship Callaghan came over the House's communication channel:
"House, this is Callaghan. Is your ship sure of the outcome? Please try to conserve ammunition."
Fang Lang was delighted as he held the intercom. It seemed that Lieutenant Colonel Becky of the command ship heard the noise coming from the bombing and thought I was bombing fish! The noble lord of the Harry really didn't take the command ship seriously. It seemed that he gave the order without informing the command ship at all!
The command ship thought that it was the House that was dropping bombs continuously. Judging from the noise, out of a total of sixty depth charges, fifty of them must have been wasted!
It turns out that the noble lord is rich. He is really rich to use so many depth charges to blow up fish. Could it be that he didn't find anything unusual after so long? It's amazing that he can become a captain even if he is so slow.
"Command ship, this is the House. We are tracking the enemy U-boat, bearing 135, distance five nautical miles. The one dropping bombs now is the Harry."
Fang Lang's answer made Lieutenant Colonel Becky stunned. What do you mean? Didn't you apply for the attack? Why haven't you caught the enemy ship yet? Instead, it was the Harry that started the attack without reporting.
"House, this is the command ship. Please explain the specific situation so that the command ship can determine the enemy situation."
"Receiving the command ship, our ship discovered the enemy at 036 on the left side of the transport fleet. We went to check and dropped six depth charges. The enemy ship fled in the direction of the Harry. It was intercepted and attacked by the Harry. Over."
"House, since Harry has already started attacking the enemy ship, has your ship discovered any new enemy situation? Why are you chasing the enemy ship in the direction of 135?"
"Lieutenant Colonel Becky, I'm Captain Fang Lang of the House. I suspect that the Harry attacked the enemy ship with a decoy bomb. According to my calculations, I suspect that the enemy ship is fleeing in the direction of 135. Over."
After a while, Lieutenant Colonel Becky's voice came over the radio: "Major Fang, this is Lieutenant Colonel Becky. I agree with your judgment. Please ensure that the enemy U-boat is successfully intercepted and not allowed to rush into the transport fleet to attack. Over."
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