The Boy Allies with the Terror of the Seas; Or, The Last Shot of Submarine D-16 — John Shaqi
The Boy Allies with the Terror of the Seas; Or, The Last Shot of Submarine D-16Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies with the Terror of the Seas; Or, The Last Shot of Submarine D-16
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
Not another sound, and even these only audible to the men who had
launched the torpedoes, and two powerful engines of destruction, aimed
true, sped on the errand of death and disaster.
At the same moment the signal board flashed:
"Submerge!"
CHAPTER IV.
A DARING PLAN.
Jack stepped to Lord Hastings' side and shouted:
"Did we get 'em?"
Lord Hastings shook his head.
"I don't know," he replied. "We'll go up again directly."
He ordered the submarine to proceed ahead half a mile, and then rise.
This was done, and as the periscope once more took in the sight about,
Lord Hastings, who gazed through it, stepped quickly aside and motioned
to Jack to peer in. The lad did so, and stepped back with an exclamation
of delight.
Frank also peered into the periscope, and uttered an exclamation of
pleasure as his eyes took in the scene about.
Speeding forward in the wake of the German cruisers, which the periscope
made plain, were all the German torpedo boats, except three. These lay
helpless upon the surface of the sea, and it was plainly evident that
they were settling rapidly.
Their crews were hurriedly getting out the small boats, and jumping
overboard. The D-16 had done her work well.
Frank turned away from the periscope.
"Three notches in the table," he said to Jack, who stood at his side.
"Right," replied the latter briefly.
Feeling perfectly secure now, Lord Hastings ordered that the submarine
be brought to the surface, and followed by Frank and Jack, he stepped
out on the bridge.
They stepped out just in time to see the sinking of the _Bluecher_ by
the British cruiser _Lion_, and from their posts they watched the chase
of the others. Frank and Jack were greatly surprised when the British
admiral signalled for his ships to draw off.
"Great Scott!" exclaimed Frank. "He had them right in his hands. Why
didn't he follow 'em up?"
"It's too deep for me," said Jack, in some disgust.
"Come, come," said Lord Hastings. "You must give the Admiral credit for
having some sense, you know."
"Then why did he do it?" questioned Frank.
"Why," said Lord Hastings, "because, had he followed another mile, the
entire British fleet might have been sent to the bottom."
"What do you mean?" asked Jack.
"Mines," replied Lord Hastings. "The enemy has reached the protection of
his mine field."
"I see," said Frank, somewhat taken aback. "Of course. I should have
known that the Admiral had some good reason for not following up his
advantage."
"You let your feelings get away with you sometimes," said Lord Hastings.
"Well, I'll promise not to do so any more," said Frank.
"I wouldn't make any rash promises, if I were you," said Jack, with a
smile.
"Well, I mean it," said Frank.
"Oh, well, if you mean it, all right. Only you are liable to forget
yourself if you are not careful."
Jack turned to Lord Hastings.
"Which way now, sir?" he asked.
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