Friday, March 25, 2016
Sometimes it’s Good to be Small
The Captain of the Seehund 293 couldn’t believe his luck he was sure the corvette spotted him and was headed right for him. The dive controls had stuck as usual and he was sure that they were going to catch him too shallow. He even heard the small conning tower hit something large and metallic as they crashed dived and then after just one attack the corvette had turned and moved off. How can you be spotted, have trouble with your dive gear, hit a large object with a corvette coming straight at you and live to tell the tale?
Such is the art of war, he thought. The people of his village had always told him he was lucky and maybe they were correct. Only time would tell.