Chapter 3: It's Dark

finally walked to the aft torpedo compartment, and his life was saved, and Lynn was in a panic. I used to look at the pictures, I thought that the torpedo compartment of the submarine was quite spacious, but I didn't expect that the torpedo compartment at the tail of the boat was similar to a small storage room, the only torpedo tube was located in the middle position, and there was a pylons on each side. With Wolfrum's support, Lynn quickly lay down on her left side and rested for a while before feeling like she was back on earth.

After a while, Tanzer, Titchmel, Brewer, and Frederick all arrived with their own weapons and equipment, and the small aft torpedo compartment was packed. Poor Tanze was also tired from his leg injury, and after such a toss, his face was also tired and his steps were heavy.

It is supposed to be close to the relationship between the diesel engine room and the engine room, and the mechanical roar of the aft cabin is particularly noisy. Even so, as long as she could lie comfortably all the time, Lynn would not complain, but the naval crew who led Major Ziggenke and Captain Motchig in announced in front of everyone that the two empty shelves for storing torpedoes were reserved for the officers as "special bunks". Even if Motchig prevented Lynn from getting up and giving way, it was just his personal kindness, how could Lynn be at ease for a long time?

After all the SS personnel had entered the inner compartment and the submarine was moving, a second lieutenant in a dark uniform came to the aft compartment and politely conveyed the captain's respects and greetings to the SS officers and men here, and informed them that in order to free up loading space on the boat, the submarine had reduced the number of crew members before departure, and that the number of posts and shifts would not be reduced as a result. In order to keep the "boat of life", which was vital to the safety of all personnel, running smoothly for the rest of the voyage, the captain asked the SS soldiers to do their best to do some of the work.

After explaining the reason, the rather good-looking second lieutenant said: "Major Ziggenke, if possible, Chief Glo would like you to take command while he rests!" ”

"I'm afraid not!" Siggenke gave a surprising answer, and did not give any explanation, much to the embarrassment of the lieutenant. After a moment's hesitation, seeing that the major still showed no signs of changing his mind, he said "sorry" and immediately asked Motchig if he would like to be the rotating officer on the boat.

Mottchig did not refuse.

The second lieutenant of the Navy was immediately relieved, and he looked at the other soldiers in the aft cabin: "For the rest of the personnel arrangements, I want to know if you have any expertise in mechanical, electromechanical, and gun engineering!" ”

Seeing that the soldiers under him were hesitant one by one, Lynn raised his hand and said, "I can drive all kinds of vehicles, and I have also been trained to work in small boats, but the time is very short!" ”

Without waiting for the second lieutenant to reply, Wolfrum hurriedly said: "Chief Gargo's leg was wounded by a gunshot and he just had surgery yesterday, so it is inconvenient to move, please be sure to consider it!" ”

This sentence showed the sincere care between the comrades, and made Lynn look at the veteran with gratitude. After the tempering of the battlefield, not only the fighting skills and the will to fight, but also the emotions between people have become more mellow in the accumulation.

The second lieutenant nodded: "Okay, we will try our best to take care of this situation, and the general medicine and utensils on the boat should be enough!" ”

Next, the soldiers began to speak one by one. The first was Tanze, who introduced himself and said, "Sir, I have learned a little about electromechanical...... When I was in school. Also, I know a little bit about radio, but I also have a leg injury, so it's not very convenient to move around! ”

And then Noah: "I'm roughly qualified for the gunner's position!" ”

Immediately afterwards, even Frederick, who usually doesn't speak much, spoke: "I used to be a herald, and if you need to do manual work, it's no problem!" ”

The lieutenant did not write down the papers, but stared at the faces of each person as he spoke, as if he had imprinted the situation and the corresponding faces in his own mindβ€”a good name to be remembered.

"Thank you for your cooperation! If you have a specialty, we will arrange it accordingly according to the technical positions on the boat, and the vacant rotating positions still need someone to help, and some simple training may be arranged accordingly! With that, the second lieutenant saluted Major Ziggenke lying on the torpedo pylon on the right side, and said cautiously: "If there is a special circumstance, Major Ziggenke, we may still disturb you, please understand!" ”

Lynn saw the SS major's eyes open and let out an expressionless "um", as if he had a big deal with the German Navy. When he was in the headquarters of the "Vampire" commando, he had little contact, and Lynn didn't think this guy was a weirdo, but judging from his previous actions on the docks, he did have some neuroticism. Isn't it because of the intermittent mental dysfunction caused by the pressure of war, or is it that there was a surname in the first place?

After the second lieutenant left, Motchig said that he was going to inspect the placement of the soldiers, and reported to Major Ziggenke before leaving. The rest of the personnel sat or lay down in a position they felt comfortable with, and in the absence of a crew on duty, there was only a little place to settle in the aft torpedo compartment, and it was difficult to squeeze two or three more people in.

The engines and engines were still running with the roar of machinery, and Lynn, a landlubber with no sailing experience, could not sense whether the submarine was submerged or floating, nor did he know whether the speed was fast or slow, only that the degree of jolting and shaking was beginning to intensify. As time passed, the head gradually felt heavy and dizzy, and then began to feel nauseous and nauseous, and the consistent roar became a major trigger for tinnitus and brain swelling. Towards noon, Tanze became the first of the crowd to "go live", followed by Techmel. Worse still, the toilets on the boat had been "occupied" by SS soldiers who were also seasick, and there were several lined up outside. In desperation, the lunch box temporarily served as a spittoon, and the vomiting sound of "uh-uh-uh" came and went.

In order to alleviate Tanze's pain, Lynn gave up the torpedo pylon, but he sat against the bulkhead for more than half an hour, and his dizziness and nausea became unbearable. This combat elite, who was able to endure all kinds of suffering on the battlefield, could not contain his seasickness symptoms, and in the end he had to take out his lunch box, and the minced bacon and diced mushrooms that had not been fully digested yesterday's dinner were mixed with a brown pasty liquid, and he vomited out all his brains.

"Poor bunch!" Major Ziggenke, who was lying on the torpedo pylon, said coldly.

Lynn couldn't refute it, and continued to vomit out the half-digested food, and in the end, even the fish soup at noon yesterday was not spared. In addition to the drunkenness at the graduation dinner of college, the last time I vomited seems to be a cold and fever when I was a child!

Perhaps anticipating severe seasickness in the landlubbers, several crew members split up to bring warm salt water in the kettle. Although it tasted weird, the churning cramp in the stomach was really soothed. Leaning on Wolfrum's knees, Lynn breathed heavily, and the figures of Alice and Catrili once again appeared in her mind, and before she knew it, they had become the mental motivation for her to overcome all kinds of difficulties. However, do you still have a chance to meet them?

In the afternoon, the previous lieutenant appeared. Although more than half of these SS officers and men were seasick, this did not exempt them from duty duty. The second lieutenant did not name names, and notified the corresponding post arrangements one by one. Lynn was a substitute for the helmsman, Tanze helped in the motor room, Noah was the reserve gunner, and Brewer and Wolfrum were now tasked with resting and going up to the deck at night to serve as lookouts.

Lynn was not crushed by the pain, but the seasickness of the half day drained the strength of his limbs. The appearance of the second lieutenant jumping up on one leg and bracing behind the second lieutenant with his hands on his feet attracted many astonished eyes. Despite the fact that there was only a short distance from the aft torpedo compartment to the command module, the continuous jumps made Lynn feel exhausted. As soon as I entered the command module, I was dazzled by the various dials, pipes, and equipment that came my way, and I almost fainted again - it would not be a bad thing to get through this most difficult start without realizing it.

Watching the officers and crew in the command cabin busy with their duties, Lynn quickly remembered an old movie she had watched back then, "Attack from the Bottom of the Sea". Its special effects are naturally not as dazzling as those of 21st-century Hollywood blockbusters, but he was still impressed by the elaborate submarine scenes and gripping battle plots. What is even more valuable is that it reflects the tension and cruelty of naval warfare, especially the German submarine officers and men who have been in a monotonous and depressed state for a long time, which makes people feel both admiration and sadness.

The captain with the pitch-black pipe was nowhere to be seen in the command cabin, and Lynn turned her head to look at the index on the depth gauge. At this time, the second lieutenant stopped and said to him, "Sergeant, you follow Lambert, the one on the left, and he will show you how to do it!" ”

Unlike the round wheels found on surface ships, the rudder wheel on this German submarine resembles a car steering wheel, with two horizontal and elevating helmsmen sitting side by side, followed by the navigator, or "non-commissioned officer", on board. At this time, there was already an SS non-commissioned officer standing behind the helmsman on the right, who seemed to be the same "substitute" as Lynn.

Hearing the second lieutenant say his name, the helmsman on the left, wearing a military cap, immediately turned his head sideways. It was a young face, with a somewhat similar silhouette to Techmel, and much more mature than the little one who was in the "growth stage", and there was a tenacity between the eyebrows, but the face looked haggard from tiredness.

"Hello, sergeant, what do you call it?" As the helmsman spoke, his eyes turned back to the dial in front of him, which was not the depth gauge that Lynn had just been looking forβ€”it was located in front of the elevator, its hands resting on the 5 scale, and the unit of measurement clearly written below the dial: the metric meter.

Floating?

Unsure of the rank of the helmsman in front of him, Lynn chose an easy-going way to get along: "Just call me Lynn!" ”

The helmsman had no time to greet each other, and went straight to the point: "Comrade Lynn, this is the rudder, which is used for horizontal rotation of the submarine and turns clockwise or counterclockwise, which is similar to that on ordinary ships!" ”

When I was in college, I played a lot of games in the "Hunt Submarine" and "Destroyer Commander" series, and Lynn felt that although there would be deviations in the actual operation, at least the principle was basically understood. Still, he cautiously adds: "I've been trained for a few hours to sail a very small boat!" ”

The young helmsman looked a little disapproving: "It's okay, the principle is pretty much the same, in fact...... All you need to do is follow the instructions of the chief engineer and the steering angle is clearly displayed here! ”

After letting Lynn watch from the sidelines for a few minutes, the helmsman stood up and gave up his seat: "Come on, try it!" ”

(To be continued)