Chapter 8 It’s not a pity to miss it

It is true that the performance of the German naval submarine forces in the late war was unsatisfactory, but this does not mean that the U-boat will die when it encounters the Allied destroyers. Depth, sit down, and wait. This most primitive routine often makes the Allied sonar helpless, and limited deep-water bombs can only carry out limited attacks within a limited range. In the vast ocean, the most threat to German underwater hunters are those anti-submarine patrol aircraft that are neither equipped with sonar nor deep-water bombs. After discovering the target, they only need to launch an attack before the other party completely submerged, and use machine cannons and aviation bombs to make some deadly holes in the hull of the U-boat, which can make these ferocious undersea killers lose their normal submarine ability and stay on the water...

After sitting at the bottom of the relatively shallow sea area in the south of the Skaglak Strait, all the power machinery on the submarine was closed, and the inner cabin of the submarine was as quiet and depressed as in the frontier trenches that were bombarded. Mottcheg had to turn on the flashlight to look at the watch for a while, and more people entered a different state of hibernation like Lynn, forgetting the flow of time, forgetting the physical pain and the fear of the soul, turning themselves into a part of the surrounding environment, turning into a cold metal that could breathe, pretending to be completely indifferent to the roar of the near and far, and the strong and weak.

It may take three or four hours from the entire submarine engine to the restart of the motor turbine, but this period is as long as a century for most people. Finally, a slight roar of the motor and the turbine sounded, and the time that had been frozen for a while began to flow again, and the dead inner cabin of the submarine gradually returned to life. About a quarter of an hour later, the diesel engine on the submarine was started, and the mechanical noise was still noisy, but after enduring the doomsday suffocation atmosphere, this little noise was nothing.

Without celebrating the escape from death, the crew naturally returned to the previous order. The two crew members on duty in the torpedo compartment were on standby at any time. The Navy Lieutenant walked busy between the various compartments, arranged personnel according to the rotation, fully leveraging his amazing memory. After the danger was lifted, the submarine rose to the water surface again, the roar of the diesel engine became smooth, and the bumps of the hull increased. However, without deliberately nervous or relaxing, Lin Neng fell asleep in a drowsy state. He dreamed of many strange people-

There are huge zenith stars in "Fortress of Space", black warriors in "Star Wars", and cute little guys in "ET Alien". They seem to be in a science fiction time and space, and everything is nothing. The picture finally belongs to a huge disc-shaped aircraft. When it rises up with a dazzling halo, the black and white iron cross logo is so eye-catching that Lynn suddenly feels an unprecedented pride and pleasure, as if every enemy in the past will bow down with fear and fear...

"Hey, Sergeant! Sergeant Galgo!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Neng suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was forcibly leaving his dream, and the temples on both sides were unusually heavy. With the wall lights that were turned on after the diesel engine was started, he saw Wolfrum's blurred face and the Navy Lieutenant standing behind him.

"Sergeant, are you okay?" Wolflum's tone was still so concerned, and when the Navy lieutenant saw him awake, he immediately said: "Although he is reluctant to disturb your dreams, sergeant, the time for rotation is up!"

Lin En originally wanted to rub his face with both hands to refresh himself as soon as possible and then got up and headed to the command cabin, but when he moved his right hand, he felt a pain in his shoulder position, and immediately grinned and said "uh".

"The wound hurts?" Wolfrum asked quickly.

Lin En didn't know how to describe it, but subconsciously shook his head and stood up with his left hand. But his head seemed to be hit by a stick, so heavy that it could not be lifted. When he turned to the cabin door, his steps were more like a deeply drunk person shaking. During this process, he tried his best to drive his body and legs to balance, but he did not achieve the effect. Finally, when he raised his legs and stepped over the cabin door, his body irreversibly leaned back. His hands stretched out to both sides clearly reached the border of the cabin door, but they were so clumsy that he couldn't grasp it!

Fortunately, Wolflum followed behind with concern, and he quickly helped him, but at this time, Lynn's body was like a sack full of potatoes. After losing support, it fell down hard, almost even he was brought down.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Wolfrum exclaimed. At this time, Frederick, who was also in the tail cabin, hurried forward to help. After placing Lynn securely, Wolfrum put his back on his forehead and felt it: "It's so hot, it's a fever!"

Seeing that Lin En was struggling and trying to get up, the Navy Lieutenant who turned back immediately stopped him and said, "Sergeant Galgo, you rest here first. I'll let the medical staff check you!"

At this time, the consciousness became a little clearer. Lin En felt more and more panic. Some parts of her body seemed to be out of control. And her voice was also a bit hoarse: "Uh... OK! I..."

"Linn, what's wrong with you?" Captain Motcheg also came over and asked with concern.

Lynn barely opened his eyes, but was confused and helpless about his condition. He opened his mouth and sent out several syllables that he could not even hear clearly.

"Sir, he has a fever!"

Wolflum answered, as he got up and brought the blanket, spread it out next to Lynn, worked with Frederick to move it to the blanket, and then covered his blanket, then took out the kettle, unscrew the lid and fed Linn water.

"It's not that the wound is infected!" Frederick said worriedly.

"It's very likely!" Wolfrum replied, "The medical staff on the boat will come over later and ask him to use some anti-inflammatory drugs!"

After drinking cold water in his mouth, Lin En felt a little clearer. However, after swallowing the water, his stomach churned uncontrollably and soon vomited it all out.

After Lynn vomited, Wolflum patiently fed him a small sip of water, then twisted the lid of the kettle, turned his head and said to Mottchger: "Sir, the air on the boat is not very good, which is very unfavorable for recovery. I hope we can get ashore soon!"

"I'm afraid it will last a few more days!" Motchig replied in a low voice.

Although he was in a state of being uncomfortable with heavy heads, Lynn heard every word his companions clearly. He wanted to join the discussion, but the last strength in his body disappeared from the vomiting just now, and he could only lie helplessly like a pool of mud.

After a while, the medical soldier on the boat came. He touched Lin Neng's forehead with his hand, then used a flashlight to roughly check the wounds on his shoulders and legs, and immediately judged: "Wound infection!"

Next, Lin En heard the slight sound of turning the medicine box and opening the injection container. The arm quickly felt acupuncture, but he didn't feel any pain at all, but he really didn't have the strength to open his eyes again. Then, he heard the medical soldier say to others: "This is an anti-inflammatory drug. Now take one tablet, and take another tablet 24 hours later. As long as the fever subsides, there should be no problem! Also, other injured people should pay attention to the wound cleaning. Including him, there are already six people on the boat who have developed discomfort due to wound infection!"

When he felt that his companions were feeding him anti-inflammatory pills, Lin En consciously cooperated with them, but his body became increasingly out of control, and the heaviness of his head drove chaos to "swallow" his own thinking. Gradually, he just kept the last bit of sober thought in his heart and heard others talking vaguely. He knew that in this era, as long as it was not an army that lacked medicines, wound infection was no longer the number one killer that took the lives of the soldiers, so he would definitely be able to recover and be able to...

With this gradually weak thought, Lynn fell asleep the nth time, but he did not expect that he would sleep for a long time. During his sleep, the submarine carrying a special mission would experience any further setbacks.

At dawn, at the northwest end of the Skagrak Strait near the Norwegian port of Christiansand, U-boat with hull number "396" quietly surfaced on the sea. As the Norwegian territorial waters, this place became a "green channel" for German ships and submarines after the German troops occupied Norway in the summer of 1940, but this wonderful time no longer existed by 1945. At this time, the entire Skagrak Strait was under the close surveillance of Allied ships and aircraft. The nighttime activities of German submarines were still difficult, and they had to be more careful during the day.

After the submarine floated, the officers who climbed up the command tower cabin held telescopes one by one, watching the sea and air in the distance as if they were facing a great enemy. Some crew members were also waiting for deck guns and anti-aircraft guns, while others were repairing the snorkels next to the command tower cabin under the leadership of technical non-commissioned officers. The early submarines did not have similar equipment, but faced with the increasing air anti-submarine forces of the Allied forces, the snorkels became German submarines' daytime navigation.

The essential tool seems to be favored by the heavens. Before 9 a.m., the sea area was always filled with fog, and the German crew were able to repair the snorkel that had failed at night. After the maintenance was completed, the U-396, which had been marked as "missing" in the German Navy Register, continued to sail northwest. At dusk on April 30, he arrived at the waters near the Norwegian port of Stavanger, and then adjusted his course and walked north along the Norwegian coastline.

In the early morning of May 1, Allied ships were found near Norway. Although the U-boat was in a very favorable attack position when it encountered it, it did not make any attempts to attack, but quickly penetrated into deep water to avoid it. At dusk, the submarine sailed through the Bergen waters and received the news that "Hitler had died in Berlin" sent by the Allied radio station, and continued to drive northward without hesitation; on May 2, the Berlin defenders announced their surrender, and the news was immediately heard

The news of the death of the head of state and the fall of Berlin caused the Third Reich, which was under the heavy pressure of the two lines, to finally collapse. A large number of German troops on the front line began to break out west in an organized manner. In the eyes of many German soldiers, the consequences of surrendering to the British and American allies were much better than becoming prisoners of the Soviet army. However, the cruel reality will soon teach them an extremely profound lesson: Never expect your enemy to be kind!
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