At dawn, the sun had risen over the sea level in the east, and the spectacle was unforgettable, and the splendor of that moment was intoxicating, and for a moment, Prion even felt that he was floating on the sea because he liked such a moment, and liked the grandeur of this kind of heaven and earth, where there was only a ray of sunshine between heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, if it were just for the sake of enjoying the view, Prion would not have been a submarine commander, and he would have been more likely to be a tanker sailor, leaning on the side of the ship and watching what was happening in front of him. Now besides watching the sunrise over the sea, there are more important things waiting for him to complete.

"Call U-100 and U-99 and ask them to go around the flanks of this transport fleet, and in a moment we will attract the attention of the escort destroyers, who will take out as many ships in the fleet as quickly and as much as possible. Prien ordered the first mate beside him.

The first mate nodded, and then went back to the interior of the submarine, and within a few minutes, the two submarines on the right flank of the wolf pack began to dive slowly, and the entire fleet was immediately surrounded by the aura of battle. The romance of the sun rising over the sea just now disappeared in an instant.

"Now, it's time to watch the sunrise, it's time to kill!" Prien's expression cooled, he also entered the submarine, and the last non-commissioned officer who followed into the submarine helped to buckle the hatch, and the entire iron ladder immediately dimmed, leaving only a little faint light, illuminating the way into the command room.

"One last telegram! Let the other two submarines prepare to clean up the fish that slipped through the net on the front!" Prien gave the order, and pulled down the periscope tube from overhead. Opening the handrail above, he flexibly rotated the periscope, and finally pointed the periscope with the aiming line in the direction where the enemy would appear.

Just a few minutes ago, the radar on his submarine had spotted this Allied fleet, and judging by the size, these discovered destroyers and transports belonged to a very large transport fleet, and such a huge transport fleet was undoubtedly exactly the target that Prion was trying to find.

Based on the performance advantages of the new submarine, Prion devised a brilliant attack plan, in which his submarine first used the rate of fire on one side to violently attack the opposing fleet, causing panic and confusion before moving at high speed in the other direction. Underwater navigation at high speed will give the opponent's sonar a more obvious signal to attract the opponent's attention.

By the time the Allied destroyers leave their positions and begin to search for and expel Prien's submarines, the frontal onshore submarines will open fire at close range, attacking the entire fleet, further disrupting the transport fleet's formation and forcing the destroyers on the other side to move their positions.

Eventually, the two submarines lying in ambush on the other side opened fire again, inflicting heavy damage on the entire fleet, and then everyone happily ran away and watched the British transport ships sink one after another at sea.

"Target! An old destroyer, not fast!" Prien said to the first mate beside him: "11 degrees, correct the course of the submarine! Be ready for a torpedo attack! Wait for a distance enough! Notify me immediately when the torpedo is ready!"

"The torpedo is ready!" It didn't take long for this report to come from the torpedo compartment, and the power system in the entire submarine command compartment began to restore power, and many instruments and equipment lit up, making some dripping prompts. The sonar man held his headset intently, for fear of missing some strange sound.

"Prepare to launch a torpedo! The other side is in range!" Prien's eyes never left the periscope, and in his periscope, his submarine was already very close to the perimeter of this fleet.

"Fire!" At Prien's command, the U-47 immediately showed its deadly power, air gushing out from both sides of the bow, and then one after another, along the predetermined trajectory, rushed towards the hapless enemies in their path.

"There's an enemy situation! The German submarine is firing torpedoes! The sound is very close!" a sonar officer of a British destroyer was stunned for a moment, and then reported loudly to the officer next to him.

"Sound the battle alarm! Alert the fleet flagship, prepare for battle!" The officer heard his subordinates' report so affirmatively, and immediately gave the battle order, and only a few seconds later, the battle alarm echoed throughout the destroyer, and red lights flashed back and forth in the corridor of the battleship.

"Torpedo! Starboard! Starboard spotted torpedo! Adjust course! Adjust course!" The soldier who had been holding a telescope and staring at the sea was awakened by the battle alarm, and soon he noticed some inconspicuous white lines from his starboard side, so he grabbed the phone and began to shout frantically.

With its high speed and relatively small tonnage, the destroyer began to swerve to avoid the terrible killers, and as the bow began to change course, the destroyer was lucky enough to avoid the cold arrows fired from the far corner. But in front of it, the old destroyer was not so lucky, and with a loud bang, a torpedo hit the battleship accurately.

"Damn! It's an ambush! A4, A5! You two destroyers break away from the fleet and go kill this reckless guy!" Before the commander of the destroyer escorting the ship here could finish reading his battle order, one of the steamers in the team of transports loaded with a lot of evasions made a huge explosion.

Prien fired 6 torpedoes in a single salvo, and then the rapid loading equipment in the loading chamber helped the submarine load 6 torpedoes as quickly as possible, and just as the opposing destroyer turned its bow and was about to come over to trouble him, he hurried to come with a terrible torpedo salvo.

"Torpedo salvo! Oh my God! Such a fast torpedo fire! It's not those old German submarines! It's the ghost!" shouted the sonar soldier on the British destroyer, listening to the sound in his headphones.

Generally, German submarines will choose to attack at night, because at that time, it is very conducive to the concealment and escape of submarines. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by their own attacks, first striking the black hand and then escaping, this is the essence of the old wolf pack tactics.

At the beginning, the British commander obviously did not panic, because the attack that occurred during the day actually did not cause much harm to the entire transport fleet, and without the fear catalytic effect of the night, as long as the fleet was not chaotic, then a small loss could be exchanged for the opportunity to sink the German submarine, and it was obvious that the deal was still more cost-effective.

And only a rookie or a blindly arrogant German submarine captain would attack during the day, which also shows that a British destroyer with very rich experience in anti-submarine can easily sink such a stupid guy with a brain full of mush. Of course, there is an exception to everything.

Only one German submarine preferred to attack during the day, as it was easier and faster to aim during the day. Another reason is that when you attack during the day, you can more easily confirm your results. And this submarine is a nightmare for all British anti-submarine destroyers, and no one wants to mention this ghostly German submarine. Everyone called it a ghost because no destroyer could catch its tracks.

"Oh my God, ghost, are you sure?" asked the sonar officer on the British destroyer, his eyes widened and he asked with some nervousness, both relieved and feeling that his luck had been too bad.

The idea of bad luck is very easy to explain, Germany has at least 70 submarines cruising in the North Atlantic, and to be able to collide with that legendary submarine in such a vast sea is absolutely bad to the point that it can be described as against the sky.

The main reason for the relief is that according to past experience, this German ghost submarine only operates alone, and its appearance means that there should be no other German submarines in the vicinity. As long as this difficult ghost is shaken off, then in a short time the entire fleet will not be attacked by other German submarines.

However, before he could walk to the captain of the ship not far in front and report the results of the sonar soldier's analysis, there were at least seven or eight consecutive explosions in front of the entire transport fleet, and the speed of the entire fleet slowed down, because many of the ships leading the ship were burning and sinking.

"Frontal! Frontal submarine attack! Captain Buck called, they found a ghost, right ahead!" The voice of the non-commissioned officer shouting on the other side of the telegraph room reached the ears of the sonar officer here, and he was stunned for a moment, and an incredible thought came to his mind: "Could it be that there are two ghosts?"

Because of the successive explosions, the speed of the entire fleet slowed down, and the various transport ships that were arranged together and marched neatly became a mess, and then more explosions sounded, and more transports rose into huge flames, and the German torpedoes began to be faster, more accurate, and more effective, and the crowded fleet was like a huge target, and there was almost no need for German submarines to aim.

"Sir, sonar analysis, the German submarine on our side is the ghost! It is speeding up, and the speed is terrifying. Eventually, the sonar officer decided to share his analysis so that his captain could make the right judgment.

"There are ghosts on both sides? Aren't the Germans just one submarine like that? Can anyone tell me where the judgment went wrong?" said the captain of the British destroyer, frowning and wailing, "Let the destroyers on the left flank hurry to the front and drive away the other submarines, and then let them do whatever they want, and we will be all done!"