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[ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ] the boat dived, the guns were under water, exposed to the corro- sive chemicals of the sea. 152 Arthur Baudzus It was true that every time the boat surfaced, the gun crew greased their weapons and test-fired them, but the mechanism was complicated, and too sophisticated for a U-boat. With a groan Henning realized that he was an old hand at this game, and still he was forever learning. One was never finished. Prien and Schepke, both old hands in the game, were both dead. They had learned their last lesson, and had paid with their lives while still learning. How would he go? Would he make it home? He most certainly had already had his share of bad luck. Some- times he had the feeling that somebody had singled him out to get him. At least he was out of the Atlantic. With every added day he became more sick and tired of the war at sea. It was high time for him to quit and get ashore and become an admiral or at least a captain first. One did not become an admiral while commanding a U-boat. For that, one needed a good fat desk. Changing the trend of his contemplations, he thought of the lonely body of gunner Bolke, who had been left outside. That floating body disturbed him. In the interest of safety for the boat he had to abandon that corpse, which now was committed to the deep without a Christian ritual. It made little difference to the body, but there was something out of tune with the man separated from the boat. The crew of a U- boat was a single unit. They all had to die at once, or they were all entitled to return to their families. One did not expect to get sepa- rated from that unit to get singled out and die. Henning rose and went to the officers quarters. There, the doctor was busy operating on the Number Two, Leutnant Lim. That officer had received a head wound. A bullet had grazed his head and, being of a heavy caliber, it had cracked his skull and exposed the brain. Back home the doctor was a gynæcologist, treating only women and their ailments, but here he had to cover the whole 153 U-859 range of medical science. He could even be expected to operate as a dentist. Right now he was a brain surgeon. Skilfully, Doctor von Giesen rearranged the fractured skull and secured the pieces of bone into their place, where he threaded them together to cover the exposed brain. Then he placed the skin on top of it and tied the lot together with a bandage. How s it going, Doc? Henning asked and looked down on his Number Two who lay, still anæsthetized, in his bunk. Going fine, he ll live, the doctor answered. However, he s still in serious condition and must not move. We d better not get any water bombs for a while. I ll put that request through to our enemies. The captain smiled thinly, then he turned and went into his cabin. Captains, too, must sleep from time to time. * * * Admiral McCain spent much of his time in McGregor s office. His own Atlantic operations ran like clockwork now and needed little supervision. During the last year he had increased the air sur- veillance and the Atlantic was now covered without a single gap. No mouse could move without his knowledge. The chances of a U- boat threatening his ships there without detection were very small indeed. And yet, his bitter enemy U-859 had slipped between his fin- gers, and the other one, U-861 had gone through as well. Both these commanders must be men of great skill and experience he could not deny that. Nobody has that much luck. One more reason to give these two his full attention. Let loose in the Indian Ocean, they could do a lot of damage. Hello, Huxley, McGregor greeted McCain, as he entered his office in the morning. They always met first thing in the morning for assessment of their common enemy before concentrating on their own parts of the world. 154 Arthur Baudzus Good morning, Horace, McCain greeted. And how are we doing this morning? Well, no success to celebrate yet. Your boat got away again. We had him pinned down by a Catalina south-west of Durban. The boat was surfaced and tried to shoot it out with our aircraft. Nobody got anywhere. The aircraft dropped bombs, but missed and the boat dived away. Yes, McCain groaned. The same old story, we nearly got him and then he got away. Surely, his luck must run out some day? We ll see to that, McGregor nodded. Anyhow, they must have had some casualties. After the U-boat dived, there was one body floating in the water. It was badly damaged. A body? McCain s eyes widened with hope. Could it be the captain, by any chance? No such luck, McGregor crushed his hopes. The dead man was naked. I could not imagine the captain going naked on the bridge. It was most likely a gunner who rolled out of bed when they sounded the alarm. I agree. McCain was disappointed. At least we did some damage. Couldn t you have fished the body out? Maybe it would have given us some clue? We did send a boat out, but by the time they got there, the sharks had swallowed all of it. The U-boat damaged our Catalina, too. They barely made it home. Where do we go from here? I m sure your girl Fowler will take care of them. She s a gen- ius at tracking U-boats. I had no idea that we could harness female intuition in the hunt. She seems to be anticipating the enemy s movements quite accurately. With a satisfied smile he sat down on his desk. We have to give him a few more days and see what he s doing. If we ve damaged him severely, he might head east and make a bee-line for Batavia or Penang. If he seeks some action 155 U-859 he ll head north, towards our dense shipping lines. He might be heading for the Suez." Do you have much traffic there? Oh, yes, McGregor smiled grimly. Not much goes around the Cape these days. With the Italians out of action since their sur- render, the Mediterranean is all ours and all traffic goes through the Suez. If he was in the Arabian Sea, he would be like a fox in a hen house. Our ships there aren t used to travelling in a convoy, either, because there is little danger from the occasional U-boat. It s every man for himself. The boat would have a ball up there. How do you protect your ships then? As I said before, normally they don t need protection, but now that we know that your boats are there, we ll have to warn them to watch it. More urgently, we have to get your boat, of course. I ll send some destroyers after him as soon as your girl has determined his track. No need to alert our Task Force 66 yet. That would be over reacting. Task force? I have an aircraft carrier with a lot of ships planted in mid- ocean, ready to be dispatched to wherever I should need them. We are in total control of our waters. McCain was pleased. Well, if I know Third Officer Fowler, she ll stick to him like chewing gum. She won t let him get away. * * * Henning was in no hurry. The boat progressed slowly from there on. Running submerged during the day, they made little headway, and at night, too, they surfaced only to charge the batter- ies. The boat headed north and crossed the equator again. With the crew already properly baptized by King Neptune, no more ceremo- nies were required. A few times the Naxos reported radar signals, but the boat always managed to dive away in time. The weather was always 156 Arthur Baudzus fine, and these conditions would have been ideal to travel using the snorkel, but this device had been holed during the air attack and could not easily be repaired. In the aft quarters, Adam rolled over in his bunk. Impatience made him itchy. Five long months under way, he counted off on his fingers. A long time since he had last seen Germany, a long time since he had seen the sun. He thought of the beautiful world [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ] |
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