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1275psi -> RE: Letters from a Prime Minister (12/19/2015 1:13:46 AM)
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gawd, where was I?
back, and waiting on turn from John (his inbox is full, can some one tell him that on his AAR please?)
Cruising is a great way to holiday...............
Feb 15th
North of Lunganville
3 am
CMDR Scott slams the bridge wind break almost savagely. "They must bloody well be out here
somewhere!"
Again he wipes his face, wipes the beating rain from it. In the Solomons, apparently someone
forgot to remind God the Flood was long past........
Cruisers Louisville, penascola, 2 DDs, groping across smooth seas, shrouded in a deluge the likes
few have ever seen.
And somewhere near, somewhere, so close he can almost smell them, a ****load of japs.......
Scott returns to the shelter of the bridge. he has to raise his voice over the drum beat of the rain.
'Alright, they are not here. Anyone with any suggestions? "
There are none. The enemy, reported inbound to Lunganville only 12 hours before, has vanished.
Scott moves to the map. 3 hours to dawn. Arse hanging out here in the breeze. Landings at Ndeni,
these barsteds that have somehow slipped through........there must be jap carriers somewhere
to support this little lot.
God knows, there are no allied ones to help him.
"We will sweep the landing beaches again, then get the hell back to our tanker......damn the rain,
damn it to hell!"
At dawn, the rain, as it often does here, simply stops, vanishes, as if a dream
And there, steaming north, Scott finds them
There may be carriers about.
Maybe
The convoy, empty now, its troops landed at Lunganville, consists of 1CM, 4 PBs, 5 fat AKs
It is good battle practice..........
By dusk Scott, magazines somewhat depleted is steaming south, the enemy "100 percent sunk!"
His is not the only CA/DD force roaming these waters.
Until the Jap carriers appear, they must rule these waves.
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