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YouTube Link <img src= The clang of the heavy steel hatch echoed through the cramped confines of U-99 as she slipped her moorings in Lorient.  April 1941, the North Atlantic beckoned, a vast, grey expanse promising both peril and glory for Kapitänleutnant Otto Kretschmer and his seasoned crew.  "Silent Otto," they called him, a reputation built on stealth and a deadly intuition for the hunt. The initial transit was uneventful, the diesel engines churning a steady rhythm beneath the waves.  Then, a break in the endless horizon – smoke! A large convoy, fat with merchant vessels, lumbered into view, guarded by a screen of watchful destroyers.  Kretschmer, his eyes glinting with predatory excitement, ordered a long-range attack.  Two torpedoes streaked through the water, but luck was not with them this time. Both missed their targets, exploding harmlessly in the churning wake. Undeterred, Kretschmer closed the range, maneuvering U-99 into a better attack position...

Youtube Video The U-99's reign of terror in the Bay of Biscay continued unabated throughout February 1941. On the 18th, they encountered a small convoy consisting of two merchant vessels and a larger one. With deadly precision, Kretschmer's crew dispatched a torpedo, sinking the large merchant and leaving the smaller ones unscathed. The element of surprise allowed them to vanish into the depths before any effective countermeasures could be mounted. Their luck held on the 19th when they stumbled upon a larger, more heavily escorted convoy. Despite the increased risk, they managed to sink another large merchant vessel before the escorts, now fully alert, gave chase. U-99's crew expertly evaded the relentless pursuit, showcasing their superior tactics and skill. The night of the 22nd brought an unexpected gift - a lone, unescorted merchant ship. Seizing this golden opportunity, they surfaced and engaged the vessel with their deck gun, quickly sending it to the bottom of the se...

U-99 Patrol Feb '41 Part 1 The February chill hung heavy over the Bay of Biscay. Aboard U-99, the monotony of the patrol weighed on the crew. Days turned into weeks with no sign of Allied shipping. Morale dipped, the endless expanse of ocean a stark reminder of their isolation. Halfway through the month, a glimmer of hope. A faint radio transmission hinted at a nearby convoy. Excitement crackled through the U-boat, but a sudden storm whipped up, obscuring their target. The convoy vanished into the squall, leaving the crew with a bitter taste of disappointment. The following night, fortune smiled. The storm abated, revealing the convoy, its lights twinkling in the distance. Kretschmer, his instincts honed by countless patrols, maneuvered U-99 into striking position. "Torpedos los!" Two torpedoes streaked through the water. One veered off course, but the second found its mark, a thunderous explosion echoing through the night. A large merchantman, caught in the blast, listed...

 I'm back. I am going to use this for posting narrative accounts of solo game play throughs on my YouTube channel. Here is the start of my solo U-Boat campaign using Minden games U-Boat Captain Advanced. U-99 Dec '40 Patrol Part 1 U-99 Dec '40 Patrol Part 1 The icy December wind howled across the North Atlantic, a stark contrast to the warmth within U-99's cramped control room. Kapitänleutnant Otto Kretschmer, eyes glued to the periscope, exhaled a plume of fog. A solitary merchant vessel, small but precious, chugged through the moonless night, oblivious to the predator lurking beneath the waves. "Auf Gefechtsstation!" Kretschmer's command crackled through the intercom, electrifying the crew. The U-boat surged to the surface, its sleek silhouette a dark apparition in the night. "Klar zum Gefecht mit der Kanone!" The 88mm deck gun, its barrel gleaming under the dim lights, swung towards the unsuspecting target. The merchantman, close enough to see...