“Over.’ Again everyone was crowded into the watch room, everyone listening intently, Mary standing to one side. A day had passed, the storm showing no sign yet of abating. Dan Flaherty was at the wireless, and after a minute’s hesitation, he said, ‘Roger, CC Derry, we are reading you. Over.’ It all seemed so distant. ‘High frequency signals indicate enemy U-boat in distress, repeat distress Inishtrahull Sound. Contact using 7,782 kilocycles, report situation.’ Huber cursed the weather. Never had... he experienced a storm such as this. ‘Are you still reading us, Inishtrahull?’ Had there been a hint of mockery in the Derry wireless operator’s voice? Uncertain of what to do, Flaherty looked to Huber for instructions but the vice admiral remained lost in thought. ‘Believe U-boat is sinking, Inishtrahull. Over.’ There were murmurs of consternation, barely breathed curses. ‘Tell them we’ll make contact,’ said Huber resignedly.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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