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322 JEFF EDWARDS<br />

The Officer <strong>of</strong> the Deck began punching buttons rapidly, programming<br />

the mobile decoys as his kapitan had ordered. His hands trembled as he<br />

worked. Five knots? They should be racing away at flank speed, not<br />

waiting for the torpedo to catch them!<br />

“The American torpedo is too close,” Gröeler said. “There is no time<br />

to run. It will catch us before we go a thousand meters. Our only chance<br />

is to fool it.”<br />

“Launching mobile decoys, now!” the Officer <strong>of</strong> the Deck reported.<br />

There was another pair <strong>of</strong> hisses and thumps as the second set <strong>of</strong><br />

countermeasures was ejected.<br />

“Excellent,” Gröeler said. “Diving Officer, ten degrees up-angle on the<br />

bow planes. Make your depth twenty-five meters.”<br />

“Diving Officer, aye! Sir, my bow planes are up ten degrees. Coming<br />

to new depth two-five meters.”<br />

“Steady on new course three-one-zero,” the Helmsman called out.<br />

“Very well,” Gröeler said. He looked at his Officer <strong>of</strong> the Deck. “We<br />

give the torpedo two static noisemakers to activate its anti-countermeasure<br />

algorithm.” He spoke in a quiet, unhurried voice, as though unaware that<br />

death was rushing toward them. “Then we give it a pair <strong>of</strong> mobile<br />

decoys—not so easily identifiable. The torpedo is faced with two invalid<br />

targets and three possibly valid targets. Two <strong>of</strong> them move slowly and do<br />

not seem to be actively evading. The third moves away at high speed.”<br />

The American torpedo was close enough now to be heard with the<br />

naked ear. The growling whine <strong>of</strong> its high-speed screws resonated through<br />

the hull <strong>of</strong> the submarine like the buzzing <strong>of</strong> an insanely powerful electric<br />

razor. The sound grew rapidly louder as the torpedo approached.<br />

The Officer <strong>of</strong> the Deck’s eyes darted frantically around the control<br />

room, as though searching for somewhere to run. There was, <strong>of</strong> course,<br />

nowhere to go. “The torpedo …” His voice came out in a squeak. He<br />

stopped himself and tried again. “The torpedo will acquire the high-speed<br />

decoy and attack it instead <strong>of</strong> us?”<br />

Utterly calm, Gröeler turned back to the tactical display. “I estimate<br />

that we will find out the answer to that question in approximately one<br />

minute.”

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