U 21 Conducts Combat Patrol Off Of Gallipoli

May 27 1915

U-21 Crew:
Kapitanleutnant Hersing - Captain
Leutnant zur See Von Staufen - Navigation Officer
Leutnant zur See Erhardt - Torpedo/Weapons Officer
Leutnant zur See Hagel - Engineer Officer

MISSION: U-21 to conduct offensive naval operations off the coast of Gallipoli at North 40D 13.49, East 26D 20'57.

END STATION: U-21 credited with the sinking of the HMS Triumph. U-21 escapes.

Conning Tower

U-21-----——> > > > > THE LOST GENERATION < < <


The conning tower acts as the bridge of the submarine when surfaced. On top of the tower one has a good view of the sea around, but a U boat is a small and unsteady platform which makes standing up here exposed to elements a task not for the faint hearted in anything other than calm seas.

It is currently night time.

Heading : 0 degrees
Speed : 0 knots
Depth : 0 feet
Hatches : open

Type Name Brg. Hdg. Altitude Spd. Rng.

Systems:
1. Periscope

Sub-Rooms :
1. Captain

Contents
Hersing
Von Staufen
Erhardt

Control Room <CR> Aft deck <AD>
Forward deck <FD>

U-21 is on war patrol, and its much nicer weather in the Med than the Atlantic. It is your captains pleasure to be patrolling off the hot zone of Gallipoli, looking for targets - military targets make a much more honourable target than helpless cargo ships, after all. It is dawn as you make your patrol ten miles west of Anzac Cove… when the smoke on the horizon causes the watchers on the tower to sound the alarm and summon the officers. Away in the distance lurks a battleship, supporting the Australians clinging their cliffs and rocks.

And much more interesting targets at that. It's no challenge to sink simple cargo ships, really. He is there, once the watchers have sounded the alarm. Hersing is alert now, in the Captain's place. He looks sharp, hming for a moment. He peers out. "Ah…"

Hagel has ventured up from his engine room to get a first-hand look at the current situation. Unusual. The engineer prefers his darkened, aft lair to associating with the rest of the ship. He grunts what might be a greeting to the crew members he passes. His expression is dour, as it ever is. The sort of dourness that comes with intimate knowledge of a WWI-era U-Boat, and the innumerable ways the tins can kill their crew. He squints off into the distance, but looks no more concerned than before. He's far more afraid sinking to the bottom of the sea and suffocating when this contraption inevitably fails them than of Pommy battleships.

Von Staufen arrives on tower shortly thereafter. The chief helmsman doesn't want to let this little bit of action get delegated to one of his subordinates. Von Staufen looks around the control tower with a slight note of disdain for those gathered here he believes to be his lessers. He crosses his arms over his chest, content for the moment to watch.

Erhardt enters the conning tower, looking a little flushed as if he might have just gotten finished yelling at his loading crews to have their torpedo tubes ready as soon as possible. Taking a position to the side of the Captain, he glares out of the tower into the see, scanning briefly for targets with a dour look on his face that could give Hagel a run for his money.

Fortunately, Hersing doesn't seem as dour. While he has that Germanic sharpness, there's a cleverness to it all. He's inwardly calculating this and that, eyes narrowed in thought. He's an imposing shadow, by virtue of being captain it seems.

Hagel scowls even more deeply. Perhaps in an attempt to out-dour Erhardt. No one looks more woeful than he on his watch. There's a spark of intelligence in his eyes, but it's tempered with worry and weariness from the knowledge of all the ship's systems and the various ways they can betray them. He salutes Hersing respectfully as he takes his place. Finding a shadow to lurk in.

Von Staufen doesn't seem dour or much anything else. Shrewd maybe. His eyes sweep carefully over the scene, narrowing a little as they consider each face of his equal or higher officer.

Erhardt has a sort of calculating nature about himself as well. But then, being a torpedo officer is all about calculating angles and bearings and relative speeds and whatnot. He turns that calculating gaze toward the horizon, straining for the blips of grey on the horizon that would indicate enemy ships.

"We want to approach from the Northwest. Strike from the farthest range," Hersing finally speaks. He has a book by his seat, and it is flipped to a page, resting opened. He has been looking too, it seems. "So far, we have spotted a Majestic class ship." A pre-dreadnought it seems! There is confidence even a bit of verve in his voice. Hersing knows what he is doing, and this gives him a bit of sureity in it. Despite the … unreliabilities of the U-Boat, likely acutely aware of those too. "If we hit them from the farthest we can, I do not think we will need to submerge."

Von Staufen nods crisply to this. "I'll move to take control of the helm when you are ready, mein Captain." He looks like he is ready to head further into the ship and to his own controls when the time comes.

"Aye aye, mein herr." Erhardt replies crisply to Hersing, keeping his eyes on the horizon. It'll be awhile yet before the ship is in position, so might as well take some time to enjoy the view.

Hagel has a squinty, academic sort of look about him. Perhaps he was a professor or designer of some sort in civilian life. He's not confident, exactly, but he possesses a sort of grim fatalism. Since they're down here in this death trap already, might as well try and score one for the Kaiser. "The engines are functioning adequately, sir," he intones. In a way that appends his statement with FOR NOW. "We shall be ready at your word."

"This means we are moving southwest, we seem to be north of them," Hersing explains further. He nods. "Engineer and helmsman, to your stations. We go for a heading of 240 and a speed of 14 knots." His orders are simple and brusque. No time for jibber jabber. He is businesslike, focusing in on the hunt now. "Keep your eyes open as well," Just in case they try to do something or the U-boat gets spotted.

Von Staufen nods again, keeping professional and crisp. He starts for the control room, his hands clasped behind him as he strides along, rather briskly. "Understood." He heads fore.
Von Staufen has left.
Von Staufen heads off Control Room.

"Ja, Captain," Hagel intones, slouching back off to his lair.

(From U-21-Engine room) Hagel comms, "Hagel here, Captain. Ready down here."

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Speed to 14 knots when you are ready then."

(From U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen comms, "Heading of 240 degrees, Captain."

(From U-21-Engine room) Hagel comms, "*curses and shouting sound in the background in engine room as Hagel 'motivates' his men* Speed to fourteen!"

Erhardt seems very much a career naval officer. The sort who would still be in the Imperial Navy when it became the Kriegsmarine, provided that he didn't die first. Death seems far more likely than the man ever retiring, in any case. "And so it begins…"

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Correct, heading 240."

(From U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen comms, "Heading achieved."

Erhardt nods curtly, "Aye sir. Once we close within 3500 yards or so, I shall take my post." Already the man's mind is focused on angles and deflections and bearings and all that. All for the slim hope of striking the British battleship amidships and sending it to the briny deep. It is the sort of thing career naval officers live for.

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Hersing doesn't seem to be pondering those points. Nor does he seem terribly anxious. It could be that he's hiding it. After all, what good is a trembling captain? He nods as he hears confirmations. "We will get a bit closer before setting the torpedoes to their work."

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"HMS Grampus fire mission against grid 4,6 complete. Awaiting new fire mission from ground forces."

(From U-21-Engine room) Hagel comms, ":continues to shout curses and abuse down on his men. Keeps the ship fueled and charging ahead."

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Hersing bobs his head at Erhardt. For now, it is waiting and watching. He pauses. "They are signaling," He adds quietly. The message is relayed between the appropriate officers,. "Be mindful of any ruses, but if they do not know we are here…" It is slim that it is a trick. Setting a hand on his chin, Hersing squints. "Helmsman! Heading 200 now.""

(From U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen comms, "Silence. The helm is silent and effecient as Von Staufen replies. "Correcting heading, sir.""

The U boat slinks off towards the battleship, all the British destroyers closer to the shore. Clearly, the enemy must not be expecting any submarines in the area, or maybe the Royal Navy has incompetent admirals just like the Army has incompetent generals. Or maybe "Its a trap!".

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Erhardt comms, ":seems to be trying to decode the message spoken by the semafores on the British ships. But, not being a signals officer, he doesn't really know what they're saying, "Let us hope we can catch them unaware. Who knows what they're saying to each other, but they've made no move to engage us… so far.""

Clearly the lookouts must be a bit lax as well aboard the battleship Triumph, as you're down to a mile and a half range, but all looks peaceful, the water still and serene.

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Either way, Hersing is cautious of any traps or ruses. How easy it is to send false signals. His fingers curl a little, as he considers the odds. "We are getting closer. Prepare to ready the torpedoes soon," Hersing nods towards Erhardt. "We're roughly 3750 yards or so out," He is good at taking information given to him it seems. "Be cautious." Hersing seems to have a hard time believing it will be this easy."

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"Grampus to Triumph. Copy. Firemission. Grid 4,6. Start 0740, rounds complete at 0815. Over."

(From U-21-Engine room) Hagel comms, "Hagel fully expects them to be surging into a death trap, for his part, so his behavior is unchanged. He barks at the men on the engines to be ready for sudden changes."

Triumph is also a miser, its the destroyers doing any fire support. Aussies aren't worth battleship ammo, tiz expensive.

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "To your station please, we are within torpedo range," Hersing nods at Erhardt. "I see other ships now.""

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Erhardt comms, ":snaps off a quick salute, "Aye sir. We've closed within 3500 yards. I'm moving to the torpedoes, now." Without another word, the severe German officer heads for his post."

Erhardt has left.
Erhardt heads off Forward deck.

(From U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen comms, "Helm, standing by."

(From U-21-Conning Tower) Hersing comms, "Bearing 312, Helmsman," Hersing shifts quickly, a wolf prowling the seas, head down and eyeing its prey. "Speed to two knots, as well." This to Hagel."

Erhardt has arrived.
Erhardt arrives from the Forward deck.

(From U-21-Engine room) Hagel comms, "Aye, captain! Speed to two knots!"

(From U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt comms, ":spends a few moments riling up his loading crew, getting them ready for battle before he slips into position, "Ready to fire, sir.""

«VSpace» U-21 goes to battle stations!

"Prepare the torpedoes to go slowly, stand by tubes one and two," Hersing licks his lips and concentrates more than ever. He's in disbelief. Are they that cheap? That incompetant? Or is it a giant trap? His eyes narrow, fingers curling more. He is prepared for worse.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel sits slouched in the chief engineer's compartment, shouting abuse and orders to the men who work around him. He /is/ hard at work, though, monitoring the ship's systems for the inevitable failure that will doom them all.

(From (U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen works with his crew. "Copy, Captain."

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt nods, "Aye sir, torpedos in tubes one and two set to slow speed. Ready to fire at your command, sir."

"Thank you," Hersing replies. "Fire tubes 1 and 2, bearing 355 and 357!" Hersing finally orders, his voice more of a bark now.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt calls out over the comms, "Aye, sir! Torpedoes from tubes one and two off and running."

(From (U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen says "Bearing 355, yes sir." He moves to ensure his men are working hard. "What heading, sir?""

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"Sonar Contact Bg 36 degrees. High rate of speed."

«VSpace» HMS Hussar signals :-
"No contact here. Probably a malfunction…"

A pair of silver white fish arc through the blue waters of the sunny Med…

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"Copy."

And now, the waiting. Hersing is as tense as a wire, lips thin and pulled. They see the torpedoes. But will it be too late? The captain is as still as a blade of grass on a hot summer day. He almost laughs at the second set of signals. But no time for that. Not in the Kaiser's fleet. His eyes are narrowed. Hey fishies.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt directs his crews to begin reloading while he continues to direct fire, "Both torpedoes have now armed. Should be around 2000 yards from the target, now."

Tick. Tick. Tick. Those painful, twisting seconds. It's the stopwatch before an execution, the flashes before judgement as a jury decides. Hersing is tense, waiting. His dark eyes narrow a little.
Conning Tower

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel just waits. Issueing orders, calm in his fatalism. The upside of assuming everything will kill you, is that you don't tend to worry as much about specific instances.

A rating on board Triumph is swabbing the deck at the orders of his superior officer, grumbling about his lot in life, when he happens to glance to the west. And sees two little white tracks in the water, fast approaching. He drops his mop and bucket. "TORPEDO!"

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt waits as well. Luckily, patience is one of his virtues. The German casually drums his fingers as he waits for something to happen.

«VSpace» Torpedo hit on HMS Triumph!
Engine Room 1 is hit!

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

«VSpace» HMS Hussar signals :-
"Submarine alarm!"

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt blinks, "Confirmation on hit? Torpedo 1 seems to have struck the battleship. The second seems to have missed. Tubes 3 and 4 are ready to fire on your command."

"Well done," Hersing pronounces. "But we are not finished here," The Captain commments quietly. His demeanor is professional, even if he is savoring the moment just a tiny bit! He has but a moment to consider his next move. "Yes, there was a hit. A fairly good one."

«VSpace» HMS Grampus sweeps the seas with a searchlight.

«VSpace» HMS Hussar sweeps the seas with a searchlight.

«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 4 at (#16623) U-21!
There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt gives the order to launch the torpedoes, and it is done. "Torpedoes 3 and 4 away and running, sir. Tube one should be reloaded fairly soon, but I'm afraid we're out of torpedoes for the time being. Also, torpedoes 3 and 4 are now armed.

«VSpace»
«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 4 at (#16623) U-21!
Aft batteries is hit!

There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel cracks what might be a smile as the torpedos launch, with apparent destructive effect. Maybe it's a smile. Could just be a nervous twitch.

"Once those are fired- Helmsman, heading to 270, speed to 14 knots! We're submerging!" For now, Captain Hersing stands. He snarls as their aft batteries are hit.

(From (U-21-Control Room) Von Staufen says "Changing heading now, Sir!"

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel calls over the comm, "Captain, Engineering here. Pushing speed to 14 knots.

"Close the hatches, we're submerging!" Hirsch is more intense and alert now that the batteries have been hit.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt grips his battlestation with both hands as the hit on the aft batteries rocks the U-boat. Over the comms, he can be heard cursing the loading crews to work faster, "3 and 4 have both run dead, sir." He admits, gravely.

And notably, Hersing is moving OUT of the conning tower before they submerge!

«Naval Combat» (#14267) HMS Hussar fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 4 at (#16623) U-21!

There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

"Close the hatches," Hersing echoes again just in case. The sounds of him moving towards the control room are audible.
«Ground Combat» Hersing moves Control Room <CR>.
Control Room

U-21-----——> > > > > THE LOST GENERATION < < <


The heart of the ship, the control room is also the secondary bridge, used when submerged. The controls of the helm and dive planes are always manned by a couple of crewmen. Opposite is a desk with maps and charts for navigation, while the centre of the room holds the periscope assembly.

It is currently dawn.

Heading : 241 degrees
Speed : 14 knots
Depth : 0 feet
Hatches : open

The sea around you is a glassy calm.

Sub-Rooms :
1. Captain
2. Helmsman

===============================< In Your Location >===========================
Axis (#16660) Hersing I.
Axis (#16662) Von Stauf (2) - Helmsman I.

Room Modifiers :
Elevation : 1 Cover : 100%
Stealth : 100% Inf.Move : 100%

Aft crew space <ACS> Forward batteries <FB>
Conning Tower <CT>

«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 2 at (#16623) U-21!
There is the faint booming of naval guns.
There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

«Naval Combat» (#14267) HMS Hussar fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 4 at (#16623) U-21!
«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 2 at (#16623) U-21!

There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.
There is the faint booming of naval guns.
There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

«VSpace» U-21 prepares to dive!

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel gets to work closing those hatches, yelling down more abuse on his team. Keeps them motivated. Finally, he yells up, "Hatches closed, Captain. Ready to dive!"

«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 2 at (#16623) U-21!
There is the faint booming of naval guns.
There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

Phew. Hersing closes his eyes just a second. He nods at Von Stauf, "Take us down to 100 feet, please." He seems to be in a reasonably good mood. "Engineering, how is the damage?"

«Naval Combat» (#14206) HMS Grampus fires 4 inch QF gun Mark V x 2 at (#16623) U-21!

There is the quiet booming of naval guns.
There is the faint sound of something splashing into the water.

«VSpace» Von Staufen sets the depth of the boat to 100 feet.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel calls, "The aft batteries're taking on moderate flooding. Sending damage control teams. Otherwise, we're intact."

«VSpace» U-21 dives!
(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt Sir, torpedo tube 1 is reloaded and ready to fire. What is our last known range to the target?

Hirsing just nods at that, "Thank you." He has to think this over. "Not bad," He finally considers. "They were so slow, I could not believe it. But even with three ships…" Well, he really is surprised. He has to think a moment on Erhardt's comment. "No, time to go home now. They know we are here. We will finish her later. It is suicide to fly into the face of a destroyer, never forget that. Tear their legs, then run. Tear their limbs, then run. Always."

«VSpace» HMS Hussar signals :-
"Any contact?"

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"350 from my position. Noise."

Von Staufen nods his head a little bit. "Well done, sir," he comments toward the Captain. He seems pleased with the preformance of his men as well.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt is pleased that one out of four torpedoes managed to find the target, but obviously would have preferred to sink the battleship. Oh well. No sense in trying to take on two destroyers and a battleship in what is essentially a big metal cylinder that people can survive in underwater for a short period of time.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

"Depth charges?" Hersing seems unsure of what is going on exactly, but the sound of SOMETHING in the water. "Speed to two knots and heading of zero. We're going to slink away. We must lose them," His eyes dart here and there.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel winces at the sound and fury from the depth charges. All of woe. "Speed to two knots, captain," he relays, fatalistic.

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.
«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

Von Staufen nods his head a little and gestures to the men under his command. "Got it, Sir."

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt doesn't like depth charges. They're big barrels of explosives that are blowing up all too close to the fragile outer shell of the U-Boat. But it takes all the will he can muster to keep his loading crews calm and working. So he does that.

So far so good. Hersing is tensed, dark eyes narrowed and intense.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

Damnation. He thought too soon. Hersing hisses softly under his breath.

«VSpace» HMS Hussar deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
Depth charges in the water!

«VSpace» HMS Hussar deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
Depth charges in the water!

You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!

You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!

«VSpace» This room is taking on water.

A low snarl. "They are persistent," Hirsing comments low and angry. He clings to his chair, nearly tossed out of it. He is scrambled nicely anyway. He looks almost comical if not for that sleek, professional German- Oh HELLS. "We're taking on water!" Hirsing calls to engineer. "Check the damage, send a crew to the control room!"

«VSpace» This room is taking on water.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel reports like a funeral bell, "Light flooding in the control room, forward batteries and aft crew space now, as well as the aft batteries, captain. Damage control is being dispatched." Ho hum.

Von Staufen glances warily at the water once he has been thoroughly shaken up. He mutters something unintelligable and angry under his breath. "Maintain heading, Captain?" He gestures to his men. "Stop the water!"

«VSpace» Von Staufen works on trying to reduce the flooding in Control Room.

"I've got it *kef* under control I think," Hersing grumbles as he pulls off his captain's jacket and starts fixing at things.
A damage control team arrives here in the control room.

The damage control team here in the control room has been recalled.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel calls his damage control team to the forward batteries, as the captain works in the control room.
«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"No direct hits sighted by charges."

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt is rattled by the near miss of the depth charges, but it otherwise unharmed, "Forward torpedo room seems to be undamaged… good thing, to, or else there probably wouldn't be much left of the ship…"

«VSpace» HMS Hussar signals :-
"Reloading charges, no sign of any hits here."

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"Copy"

Hersing isn't too bothered, near misses. He has a glacial calm. Aside from the water spraying his face from a cracked pipe, he blocks the leak with his jacket. "Take us up to five knots, they'll only be hearing those explosions for a while now.".

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt casually makes another note, "By the way, sir, tubes 1 and 2 are loaded and ready to fire. If we're still in range, we could send them a parting gift before we slip away."

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel reports in, "Aye, Captain. Speed to five knots. Teams report flooding in forward batteries is contained."

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

Hersing ponders. "I don't think it would be wise to waste a torpedo on a d…". He reaches up to grab a railing as the detonation of a charge nearby causes the sub to shake, though not as badly as just before. "Plenty of capital ships in these waters.".

Hersing dislikes being completely blind. This is the worst bit. "We'll give them a few more minutes, then go to periscope depth.".

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

Hersing gives them those minutes. "Alright, engine room, take us to two knots, helm, take us up to fifteen feet.".

«VSpace» Von Staufen sets the depth of the boat to 15 feet.

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt keeps his crews working on reloading, just in case. With any luck, the U-boat will be fleeing the area soon, since it's picked up a little damage in the exchange. Still, the decision is ultimately the Captain's, so Erhardt just prepares for whatever may happen, even if it leads to a watery grave.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel yells above the general din of machinery and furiously working crew. "Speed to two knots, sir! Flooding in the aft batteries contained, damage control teams moving to the aft crew space."

Von Staufen nods his head with this, keeping half an ear to what goes on around him. "On it, sir," he replies, gesturing to his men as he bends into the controls himself. He seems cool as the Captain.

Hersing feels the reassuring sensation of his stomach being left behind as the boat rises. Going up is always pleasant. Going down is easy, going up implies everything is working.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus signals :-
"Last contact was vicinity of my location. Unknow location of U-Boat at this time."

«VSpace» U-21 raises its periscope.
«VSpace» U-21 lowers its periscope.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

Hersing pops up the periscope, does a quick 360, drops back down again immediately. "They are still close, four hundred yards or so to one destroyer, but they are looking a bit aimless. Take us down to a hundred feet again. Engineering, five knots.".

«VSpace» Von Staufen sets the depth of the boat to 100 feet.

(From (U-21-Engine room) Hagel shouts above the clanking, "Speed five knots!"
Von Staufen nods again, lavishing most of his attention on the controls before him. "Aye aye, sir. Diving now."

(From (U-21-Forward torpedo room) Erhardt has eyes and torpedoes only for capital ships. So he keeps his loading crew busy while the submarine dives deeper down into the ocean. It'd be peaceful, if it weren't for the constant hum of machinery and the occasion exploding depth charge nearby.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack

You hear a very loud explosion from outside the boat.

«VSpace» HMS Grampus deploys depth charges!
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
1 x Mark VII Depth Charge from the rack
Depth charges in the water!

You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
You hear a DEAFENING explosion from outside the boat.
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!

Von Staufen suffers 3 bruise damage to its right hand.
«VSpace» U-21 rattled by near miss!

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