UBoater658 Wargaming

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.  The tension