CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
USS Halibut – Fourth Kuril Strait
Pots,” I said to the Chief of the Watch, “set ultra-quiet ASAP!” I looked to the Skipper for approval.
He nodded. “Keep the plant running,” he said.
“The Trawler just stopped,” King announced, and then the sound-powered phone chirped. I picked it up. “Sorry about that, Sir, the trawler’s DIW.”
“All stop,” I ordered. “Stand by the thrusters.” I trilled the sound-powered phone. “Pinpoint the trawler’s engines,” I said to King. “I want to stay directly below them.”
The Skipper sat down and lit up a stogie. He picked up his sound-powered phone and called the Torpedo Room. “Do we have a decoy loaded?” he asked. “Okay,” he said after listening for a moment, “open tube one manually. Try not to make any noise.”
The Skipper motioned to P
