Walking back to his cabin, the bearded captain suddenly frowned, he felt that something didn't seem right, and began to think about the battle he had just experienced. Countless moments spread out in his heart little by little.

He locked on the enemy's submarines countless times, marked the opponent's location on his chart again and again, and those seemingly chaotic points were sorted out and connected by him, and finally found the pattern that was difficult to be discovered.

An inadvertent habit on the part of the enemy's submarine captain finally led him to seize the opportunity, and he ordered an attack, thus achieving the first record of Soviet surface ships against German submarine forces.

The qiē seemed so plausible that there seemed to be no flaws to ponder and ponder, and he sank his opponent, and there was plenty of evidence to prove it—worn-out life jackets, broken planks, and leaking oil. These things clearly testify to the fact that the German submarine was sunk, there is no doubt about it.

The bearded captain reached out and touched his beard, making this gesture every time he was confronted with a problem that he could not grasp. This is a habit of his, a habit of thinking that has not changed for more than ten years.

In the end, he had to rethink the whole thing on one side: starting with his lock-ons to his opponents, then the chaotic trajectories, and finally he dropped bombs and sank them...... Wait! He was stunned, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

That's the problem. The bearded man suddenly realized that it was absolutely not an explainable coincidence that he had sunk that difficult opponent so accurately in his first attack! Under normal theoretical circumstances, when a submarine is locked by a destroyer, the only thing that awaits him is to be sunk! The most advantageous point of a submarine is that it is difficult to be detected, and when the submarine is discovered, then its advantage will be lost.

The fact that the commander of a submarine can deal with a destroyer captain for a long time while locked on, but is easily sunk in the first attack is a bit unreasonable! The bearded man did not believe that the other party could be sunk so easily, and the more he thought about it now, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The opponent seems to have deliberately sold a flaw to him, and then waited for him to make a move at a critical time, and then escaped with such a ghost trick as defrauding death. The bearded man stood up abruptly and walked briskly towards the command module.

He came to the command compartment, immediately took over the command that had just been handed over to the first mate, and then ordered the battleship to immediately turn around and head towards the area where the submarine sank. He prayed silently in his heart, praying that the other party would show some kind of horse's feet.

Even, the bearded man's face was filled with a confident smile, calculating the speed of the opponent and the time for his own reaction, this time is not long, and the chance of restarting the game of cat and mouse is still very high, once he regains the lost advantage, the other party will no longer be able to escape from his palm this time.

The destroyer's speed had been raised to the extreme, splitting the waves in the icy waters, the cannons on the bow looked majestic, and Hessesen was pointing straight ahead. And that is where the German submarine sank, and you can still faintly see the faint oil stains.

"Sonar! Turn on the sonar and determine the position of the opponent's submarine! Quick!" As soon as he drove to the side of the oil stain, the bearded captain couldn't wait to order the herald to turn on the sonar system and relocate the position of the opponent's submarine.

......After a moment of silence, the sonar soldier raised his head in confusion and looked at the bearded captain. He didn't hear anything, and it seemed to him that his warship had already sunk the opponent, so why should he come and search it again? It was completely unnecessary, because the oil stains and wreckage showed that the opponent had indeed been sunk.

"Sir, I can't hear anything. There's nothing going on underwater here!" The sonar soldier finally spoke his own judgment, even though he knew that his judgment was very different from that of his captain. If their captain didn't doubt his record, he wouldn't have turned back and searched the empty sea.

The bearded captain was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect his opponent to be so cunning, it seems that the opponent has left this sea area, and if he wants to catch up and continue to entangle, it depends on whether his next judgment can be guessed.

It is possible that the German submarine escaped to the right, and to the left. The opponent had used the "fake habit" of the left rudder many times in the previous grappling process, and this time it was entirely possible to do the opposite and get rid of his pursuit with a right full rudder. Of course, it is possible that on the contrary, people continue to fill the rudder on the left, play a superb psychological warfare method, and continue to crush in IQ.

Whether to go left or right is definitely a crucial choice, a key choice for whether or not the German submarine can continue to hunt down. The bearded man finally decided to try his luck and resigned himself to his fate: "Full rudder on the right! Pursue to the right!"

The destroyer turned to the right and continued to drive at high speed on the sea, but this time it was no longer so lucky, and the icy waters that awaited it were still empty, and the German submarine that had caused a shipwreck near the Soviet coast in the Arctic Ocean had completely escaped the pursuit.

"Looks like we're really safe now. Captain Prion smiled and said to his men after making sure that there were no enemy ships nearby, "Bring the champagne out, we have created another miracle this time!"

He had indeed performed a miracle, sinking two battleships in the Battle of Scapa Bay, and then sinking another by his own luck in the Battle of the English Channel, and now he had his luck sinking another battleship - it seems that the reputation of "battleship killer" was destined to accompany him for a lifetime.

Not every submarine commander has a chance to sink 4 battleships, and it is not possible to do so by skill and luck alone, and this kind of achievement requires unnatural luck and skilful command skills. And this kind of record is an irreproducible miracle, so it is even more precious in the long scroll of war history.

In the afternoon of the same day, the news of the sinking of the USS Soviets reached Murmansk, the Soviet top was shaken, and a battleship named after the state was sunk by enemy troops, which was simply an intolerable shame for Stalin. However, the Soviet top brass immediately showed their skill in covering up their shame by renaming Ukraine as the Soviet Union and then claiming that it was the battleship Ukraine that had been sunk.

In fact, this kind of thing was also done by Nazi Germany in another time and space, the German-class pocket battleship, that is, the Lützov-class armored ship, urgently changed its name during the war, and the original Deutschland was renamed Lützov, in order to avoid the loss of national honor caused by the sinking of the battleship.

"The submarine U-47 called, they sank a battleship near the Soviet coastline in the Arctic Ocean. This battleship should be the latest Soviet-class built in the Soviet Union, but which battleship it is still to be confirmed. A colonel handed Dönitz the text in his hand, and Dönitz put down the statistical report in his hand and looked at the telegram that had sunk an enemy warship.

"It's really hard to deal with this time. He is already a colonel, should he be given a promotion of major general? This is obviously not in accordance with the rules...... Transferring back to the Naval Staff seems to be a bit condescending. Dönitz smiled bitterly helplessly, sometimes his subordinates are too good, which really gives many bosses a headache. The reward is coming to an end, but the achievements of these subordinates are getting bigger and bigger, which has to be said to be a pity.

Dönitz's deputy heard what his leader said and hurriedly offered advice: "If it doesn't work...... How about applying for a medallion award?"

"Prion is already a knight of the Iron Cross with oak leaves, how can he apply for a medal award, and then at the higher level, the commander of the company army...... Wait!" Dönitz's eyes lit up when he said this, obviously the deputy's construction had another meaning, and after he understood it, he felt that this method was really good.

The Air Force, the Navy and the Army are all holding back their strength to compete in the quantity and quality of the medals, the Army has launched their Wittmann and Wren and others, and the ace of the Air Force is simply rotten on the street, and the Iron Cross on the Navy's side is not a rare item as the war continues.

So the two sides began to compete for quality, and the navy, land and air force successively gave birth to their own iron cross with oak leaves, if at this time the navy elected Prien, who has repeatedly performed miraculous achievements, to compete for the first knight's iron cross of sword oak leaves in the whole army, it would be very suitable. Once it succeeds, there will be light on the face of the entire navy, and if the election fails, then how to praise Prion is a difficult problem for the Supreme Command, and it has nothing to do with its own side - this strategy is simply killing two birds with one stone, and it is an absolute clever plan.

"Send a telegram to Berlin, send Tyì, who elected Prion to the Iron Cross, and send the legendary submarine commander who sank four battleships, definitely a model for the Imperial soldiers!" Dönitz figured out the joints and immediately gave the order.

"Yes!" the deputy smiled and saluted, turning and walking out of Dönitz's office. And at this moment, in the distant waters of the Arctic Ocean, Prien, who was breathing cold air and smoking a cigarette, did not know that his name had been sent to the High Command in Berlin to compete for the first knight's Iron Cross of the sword oak leaf in the whole army.

If he knew, he would rather bargain with Dönitz: give me half a year's vacation, I don't want any bullshit medals!