Battle of Jutland U47

"The fleet turns to the southeast! The destroyer fleet scouts ahead, the heavy cruiser detachment supports, and the aircraft carrier takes off reconnaissance planes. Let's meet the Germans!"

Following the orders of Forbes, the huge British fleet began to turn to the southeast, and the speed was also mentioned at full speed.

In the waters of Jutland, a German submarine numbered u-47 is floating on the water, traveling leisurely on the calm sea at a speed of 7 knots.

"Florey, today's sunshine is so good, it's rare for Beihai to have a good temper." A sailor said to his comrades beside him, holding the 40mm anti-aircraft gun on the command tower.

"Yeah, Henry, it's a rare good weather." Flory replied, holding the telescope, looking around the sea vigilantly, "but I can't be happy when I think that the damn Englishman might be around."

"Relax, buddy, relax." Henry said with a smile, "There's our reconnaissance plane ahead. We're just here to make sure that it won't really be our turn to be the eyes of the fleet."

"Don't relax, it would be interesting if a British destroyer suddenly appeared at this time." Flory taught a lesson.

"Destroyer? I also have a heavy cruiser! How can we be so unlucky?" Henry muttered.

"Fuck, there are really destroyers! And heavy cruisers!" While Henry was muttering, Florey suddenly said.

"Dude, this joke is so funny!" Henry patted Florey on the shoulder and laughed.

"Who's kidding you?!" Flory put the telescope in Henry's hand, pointed to the northwest, and said, "Look over there yourself!"

Henry frowned, raised the telescope and looked in the direction Florey pointed.

"Damn it, there are really destroyers and heavy cruisers!" Henry exclaimed, looking at the British destroyer and the heavy cruiser London breaking the waves in the distance, "I just said it casually, why is it really here? When did I say it? So smart?"

"You crow's mouth!" Flory snatched the telescope, opened the submarine hatch behind him, and pulled Henry to climb down.

"What? The Brit's destroyer was discovered in the northwest?" U47 submarine captain Prien asked with a frown.

"Yes sir, I don't know there are destroyers and a heavy cruiser!" Flory said straightly.

"And heavy cruisers?" Prien's face darkened. "Damn, why are you so unlucky?"

"Send a telegram to the superior, British naval ships have been found in the Jutland waters!" After some thought, Prien ordered the telegraph operator.

"Yes." The telegraph operator quickly turned on the telegraph and skillfully sent information to the High Seas Fleet.

After seeing the telegraph operator start sending the telegram, Prien turned around and ordered the submarine pilot: "After the telegram is sent, urgently dive to the depth of the periscope!"

"Understood, dive to periscope depth!" The submarine pilot repeated the order, and then began to wait nervously for the telegraph operator to finish sending the telegram.

"Okay sir, send it out!" After a long time, the telegraph operator turned off the telegraph and reported to Prien.

"Dive now!"

Following Prien's order, the submarine pilot opened the water inlet valve, and the icy sea water began to pour into the boat, leading the entire submarine to dive to the dark ocean bottom.

"Dive finished, periscope depth!" After a turbulence, the submarine stabilized.

Hearing this, Prien got up from the captain's seat, walked to the periscope, stuck the 15-meter-long periscope out of the water, and observed the surrounding situation.

On the outpost of the heavy cruiser HMS London.

"Alexander, how long have we been here?" A British sailor held up a telescope and shivered in the sea breeze. "Damn, the sun is so big today and it's so cold! I'm freezing to death!"

"Nonsense, the warship is sailing at high speed, and we are outside again, can it not be cold?" Alexander tightened his collar and replied while observing the sea, "As for how long have we been up? I think about 15 minutes."

"God! It's only fifteen minutes?!" the soldier exclaimed strangely, "Why do I feel like it's been a long time?"

Alexander gave him a dissatisfied look and said, "Stop complaining, do your job well! Britain needs everyone to do their best!"

The soldier curled his lips upon hearing this, his face full of disdain.

After a long time, he asked Alexander again, "Hey, Alexander, let me ask you a question."

"Why aren't you finished yet? Now 17 minutes have passed, and there are still 1 hour and 43 minutes before the next group of people will come to replace us!" Alexander said impatiently.

"No, that's not the problem." The soldier shook his head.

"What's the problem?" Alexander put down the telescope and asked unhappily.

"What I want to ask is, did our fleet bring submarines on this expedition?"

"Submarine? Yes." Alexander replied suspiciously, "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"I think I saw something similar to a periscope, but I'm not sure if it's our submarine." The soldier pointed in a direction and said.

"Periscope?" Alexander raised the telescope and looked in the direction the soldier pointed, "Damn, there really is a periscope!"

"Is it our submarine?"

"How is that possible? Our submarine can't even climb as fast as the tortoise of the USS Nelson, let alone a heavy cruiser with a speed of 32.5 knots that surpassed ours and ran in front of us!" Alexander said anxiously, then pushed away The soldier standing in the way picked up the phone and connected to the bridge.

"This is the bridge."

"Sir, this is Post No. 4. We saw a periscope in the southeast!" Alexander reported anxiously.

Hearing Alexander's report, the other end of the phone hung up immediately. Half a minute later, the anti-submarine alarm sounded on the London, and the formation began to speed towards the U47 submarine.

"Damn it! They found us!" Prien saw the British formation change course and gallop towards him, and immediately realized that he had been found.

He put away the periscope, returned to the captain's seat, and ordered the pilot: "Dive to 50 meters, turn around to the north, and move forward at half the speed!"

"Understood, dive to 50 meters, head to the north, and advance at half speed!" The pilot repeated the order while manipulating the submarine to execute Prien's order.

The submarine quickly dived to a depth of 50 meters, turned to the north and traveled slowly at a speed of 4 knots.

"I can't see them anymore! I can't see them anymore!" the observation sailor on the British Tribal-class destroyer No. 4 Cossack reported loudly as the periscope disappeared from view.

"Don't panic, sailor!" The captain of the Cossack was very experienced in anti-submarine. He calmly ordered, "Prepare for depth charges at the stern, turn on the water listening! Reduce the speed to 15 knots! That submarine can't run!"