Morning Departure
This is an entirely fictitious story and has no relation to any know ship of the Royal navy or any particular set of circumstances. It was 7.00 am on a typical January Monday morning. It was jut before dawn and a chill wind blew off the sea with a few tentative flakes of snow flying in the wind. The off duty crews of the various submarines that made up the sixth squadron, reluctantly left their warm beds and their wives and families to report back to their boats. These were the lucky ones; the...
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