Tour of the Sub
It was unlike any other submarine he had
ever seen, not even the newest type of U-boat, the Type XXI. The admiral had paused and allowed Werner to take a few moments to look it over from his vantage point.
Its hull was smooth and black and, although the lights in the cavern lit the place to almost sunlight brightness, it almost disappeared in the dark water. It was about one-and-a-half times the width of U-684 and more than twice the length. And while the typical u-boat was shaped like a surface vessel, this one was vastly different.
It had a chisel-like bow and the bowline ran vertically up and down from the deck to the water unlike the typical surface vessel. The dive planes near the bow were raised in the surfaced position and was the only reason why Werner could tell it was a submarine. A surface vessel did not have this feature.
Its hull was smooth and black and, although the lights in the cavern lit the place to almost sunlight brightness, it almost disappeared in the dark water. It was about one-and-a-half times the width of U-684 and more than twice the length. And while the typical u-boat was shaped like a surface vessel, this one was vastly different.
It had a chisel-like bow and the bowline ran vertically up and down from the deck to the water unlike the typical surface vessel. The dive planes near the bow were raised in the surfaced position and was the only reason why Werner could tell it was a submarine. A surface vessel did not have this feature.
About a third
of the way from the bow was a conning tower but this one was also of a different design from the usual u-boat. It was shaped like a very short aircraft wing standing on end. He couldn't see a periscope or a snorkel so he assumed they were
either not installed or were hidden inside the strange-looking structure. On the very top was a hollowed out space that had what seemed to be double doors. No doubt the space was where the lookouts stationed themselves when the boat was on the surface and the doors were shut when the boat submerged.
The aft part of the boat gradually sloped down until the end was underwater but a vertical fin could be seen sticking out of the water. It was a strange design for a submarine and Werner found himself becoming eager to understand the concept.
The admiral allowed him half-a-minute to
see the whole boat and then led the way down the staircase. A row of sheds and
other buildings lined the dock around the sub but the admiral went directly to
the gangplank. He then stopped to wait for Werner.
"Captain, we are going inside for a
tour. I would appreciate it if you keep quiet and reserve your questions until
after the tour. Is that understood," the admiral commanded. Werner nodded
his head, effectively saying, yes, while obeying the order at the same time.
They went in through the forward hatch,
which was rather large and shaped like a small door than a hatch. Their descent
had brought them into the torpedo room. Inside were the longest torpedoes he
had ever seen. They were the reason for the large hatch. The forward hatch was
also the weapon's loading door.
There were six torpedo tubes and torpedo racks on both sides of
the boat. Making a quick mental count, Werner noted there was space for
twenty-four torpedoes. If the six torpedo tubes were already loaded, that would
make it thirty weapons that could be stowed on board. This was serious firepower. His own sub carried only twenty-two such
weapons.
Werner also noticed the torpedoes had
hydraulic loaders like the newer submarines now being built. These made short
work of reloading the tubes enabling the submarine to fire another spread of
six in a little over three minutes. The old block-and-tackle method took as
much as fifteen to thirty minutes to reload.
Werner also noticed something stranger
still. All the torpedoes had no screws. There was a hole where the screw would
normally have been. Perhaps they had not been fitted yet.
Werner was surprised to find that the sub
had a very deep draft. Where all the submarines he had ever been in were only
one deck through and through, this one was at least two decks high.
The admiral waved for Werner to follow him
into the next compartment. They climbed a ladder. Through a water-tight door,
they came upon the forward head on the left and the radio/sonar room on the
right. The sonar room looked much like any other sonar room except this was
slightly roomier. The head looked unremarkable as well.
Still moving aft, Werner found himself
in the sub's control room. His mouth gaped in amazement. The control room
had more space than his submarine and even more than the new ones. The helmsman
and planesman's stations lay next to each other in the forward part of the
room. In place of the cushioned stools, these positions had cushioned chairs
with backrests. Each chair also had seat belts to ensure that the helmsman and
planesman kept the boat under control in spite of the sub's movements. Next was
a large plotting table. Holders for the pens, rulers and slide rules were
conveniently placed close by. Next to it was the firing solution equipment and to
the right was obviously the remote torpedo firing station based on the labels
on the buttons and lights. Early submarines had the torpedo firing levers in
the torpedo room. In this submarine, the weapons could be fired from here. The
periscope was just forward of the center of the room and looked unremarkable.
There were other controls and stations but
Werner did not recognize them and the admiral did not allow him time to examine
everything. One thing that amazed Werner was the fact that the room was clean,
more like a land control room than a submarine's. There were no pipes or
electrical conduits running overhead or on the walls. Missing was the familiar valves used for diving and surfacing the boat.
Through a water tight door at the far end
of the control room, the captain found the C.O.'s state room and next to that
was the wardroom on the right and food storage spaces on the left. The wardroom on U-684 was a bench and a table off to one side. It was a tight fit and one sometimes has to stand to let someone through. The wardroom in this submarine was a real room with chairs instead of benches. There was enough space for people to pass without the necessity of someone standing to make room.
Further on, they came upon the officer's
head and shower. Shower? Werner felt a stab of
jealousy. His own sub did not have such amenities. He and his crew had to
endure each other's smell for as much as ten weeks.
Next came the officer's berth. Double-deck
bunks with a small table for each occupant at the foot of the beds. Werner
shook his head. Was there anything this new submarine had that would surprise
him further?
A watertight door led them into a strange
room. It was two decks high and was dominated by an enormous "thing."
Werner burned to ask the admiral what it was but he had been ordered to keep
his questions to himself until the tour was over. It was approximately cylindrical and several pipes
connected it to what looked like two turbines whose shafts extended into the
next compartment. A flight of stairs went down onto the deck
but the admiral didn't head that way. He walked along the catwalk to another
watertight door with Werner following him.
They emerged into what looked like an
electrical room where rows of panels with switches and meters were laid out on
the floor. A control desk dominated the center of the room.
On one side of the room was a pair of poles
with what looked like periscope handles folded up except that the poles were
only about three inches in diameter. The poles stood on the floor in a colored
circular plate about a meter wide. The admiral walked over to one of the poles,
stepped onto the plate and flipped the handles down. Werner watched in
amazement as the admiral smoothly slid down to the lower deck using the handles
to steady himself. Werner looked into the hole the admiral had disappeared into
and saw him slap the handles up as he stepped away from the circle. The device
then slid back up and clicked into place upon reaching the upper deck.
Werner knew he was expected to follow his
superior down the same way. It seemed so simple so he stepped onto the plate
grasped the handles and flipped them down. Immediately, he was lowered to the
deck below quickly but smoothly. As soon as the device had stopped, he stepped
away while slapping the handles back into their folded position. The handle and
the plate automatically slid back up to the upper deck.
Werner was grinning from ear to ear and
almost blurted out something. The expectant look on his admiral's face,
however, stopped him and the grin changed into a simple smile. The admiral
smiled back, nodded his head, and continued with the tour.
This room contained a pair of generators,
which were connected to the turbine shafts in the previous room. Werner looked
around but couldn't see the motors that he guessed would be turning the screws
that drove the boat through the water. Perhaps they had not been fitted in yet.
Strange though.
Through yet another watertight door, they
entered the large room they had seen from the top of the catwalk earlier. The
large unknown machine dominated the room and Werner correctly ascertained that
this machine was the reason why the submarine was so big. The boat had been
designed around it.
They were now walking back towards the bow
but through the lower decks. They next passed through what was most certainly the crew's mess. This was
where the ordinary crew members ate their meals or lounged during their off
watch. The serving counter was off to one side along with the kitchen. Werner
made a quick count. There were tables and chairs for about thirty people. Werner shook his head, something he'd been doing several times already. U-boats didn't have mess rooms.
Adjacent to the crew's mess was the crew's
showers and heads. There were two of each. Immediately after came the crew's
quarters. Cubicles with two bunk beds lined both sides of the space. Another
quick count gave Werner twelve cubicles, forty-eight beds in all.
The next compartment was the main food
stores. At present, it only held tins of beans and sardines but there was also
a refrigerated room for storing perishable foodstuffs. This space was rather
large, much larger than the stores in U-684, which had 57 crew members. This
new boat was apparently designed for longer cruises.
The last door took them back to the torpedo
room. The admiral turned to Werner. Quiet time was over.
The Offer
"So, Captain, what do you think of our
new toy?"
Werner took a few seconds to form his
answer. He had a lot of questions himself but the admiral had asked first.
"It is certainly impressive, Admiral,
but from the way it is hidden implies that this is a secret prototype rather a
new U-boat model."
"Correct, Captain, it is a prototype.
It was designed to test new ideas about u-boat operation, propulsion, tactics,
and crew performance. You have, no doubt, noticed the improvements in crew
comforts?"
"Indeed, Admiral. Life in a submarine
is hard on the crew and extended patrols tax the men so much that we need
several weeks to recover."
The admiral had continued walking, going
back up through the sonar room and the control room until they reached the
captain's cabin. He entered, waved Werner inside and closed the door. The
admiral walked behind the small office table, sat down, and waved Werner to the
opposite chair.
"Captain Werner, you are probably
wondering why I have taken you here and shown you this boat."
Werner had been thinking about that all
throughout the tour. He thought he knew why but wasn't sure if he should just
come out and say it. He decided it would be better to be forthright.
"You are thinking of assigning me to
this boat, Admiral?" He was rewarded with a nod.
"That is correct Captain." The
admiral didn't smile or betray any emotion. There was probably something else.
"May I ask, why me, Admiral? I am one
of your newest u-boat captains and without even a single ship sunk on my first
patrol. My boat is damaged and several crewmen injured. Surely, there are
other, more qualified, u-boat commanders than I."
The admiral sat silently for a few seconds,
looking at him intently. Probably
realizing his mistake, Werner thought.
"Werner, while I will not refute your
statement, I do know that you were promoted to submarine commander for your
performance while you were a subordinate officer in other u-boats. Your
commanding officers spoke highly of you and I agreed to your promotion based on
their recommendations. You also displayed a willingness to test new ideas and
formulate better methods of u-boat operations. I will admit, however, that your
performance is not the only criteria for my offer."
Aha, thought Werner, what might
that other criteria be?
"This project already had a commanding
officer. He was technically qualified, having been on the project from the start,
but he also had a tendency to get very drunk once he got started
drinking." A change came upon the admiral's face but Werner wasn't able to determine what it was. The admiral continued.
"One day he slipped out of this facility and got uproariously drunk. When security tried to arrest him, he broke away, stole a staff car and drove crazily through the city. He ran over two people but somehow made it into the country roads outside the city without crashing. Once there, however, he ran into a tank that was moving along the road and rammed it. The tank was undamaged, of course, but he was killed instantly. I reported the loss to headquarters but they have not sent anyone to replace him."
"One day he slipped out of this facility and got uproariously drunk. When security tried to arrest him, he broke away, stole a staff car and drove crazily through the city. He ran over two people but somehow made it into the country roads outside the city without crashing. Once there, however, he ran into a tank that was moving along the road and rammed it. The tank was undamaged, of course, but he was killed instantly. I reported the loss to headquarters but they have not sent anyone to replace him."
Werner wondered about the man who had just
died. He was probably trained to use this new submarine and train the other captains once
they became operational. Probably not a military man, Werner thought. We would not be so stupid.
"So, you want me to replace this dead
captain as your project's commanding officer. I am flattered, Admiral, but that
still doesn't answer the question of 'why me?'"
"The short answer, Captain, is that
you have combat and operational experience. You are also an unmarried man with
no known involvement with any woman, which is another qualification we require
because acceptance means that you will not be allowed to leave this facility
until the submarine has been either accepted or scrapped. In this case,
however, I do not wish to make an order out of this assignment. I am asking you
now, do you want this assignment?"
Werner paused a moment to consider. Putting
a new submarine type through tests means being pulled out of combat duty. Any
submarine captain worth his salt would prefer being in the thick of battle than
in a secure, secret base, eating good food, and sleeping in comfortable
accommodations.
On the other hand, being the first to use a
new submarine and perhaps influence how it will be used by other captains was an
opportunity not given to everyone. Werner was more of the former, not the
latter. He'd take combat duty to being a test pilot any day.
He looked at the admiral who was looking
back at him, waiting for his answer. Werner had performed terribly on his first
sortie. Was the admiral doing him a favor or did he really believe in him? But
he was being asked, not ordered. He had one last question.
"What about U-684, Admiral?"
"U-684 will be repaired and sent back
out to sea under someone else's command."
Werner took a moment to think. Even though
he had had only one patrol with U-684, he already had an attachment to the
vessel and its crew. However, this new boat was going to be the future of
submarines and may even go into operation soon. It may even turn the submarine
war back into their favor. He made his decision.
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