This story is all fictional other then the ship's names. A bit short but I hope you like it. Please review I need to know if this story is something you would like to read and if I made any mistakes. If you don't like it give me a reason and I will be happy.
-Anbraxis
May 14th 1944
Convoy #84231
En route to Scapa Flow, England, from Naval Shipyard, Norfolk, Virgina
1400 hours
Convoy Roster
10 small ships
6 destroyers mixture of fletcher, gearing, and somers class
2 cruisers U.S.S. (Northampton Class) U.S.S. Philadelphia (Brooklyn Class)
1 battleship-U.S.S. South Dakota
1 escort carrier
2 tankers
35 cargo ships carrying various equipment and troops
Captain's Journal-Captain Roger Lieberman of U.S.S Agusta
Date of entry May 16th 1944
Our convoy has not run into much trouble of yet, other then some minor engine troubles on a destroyer. No U-boats have been sighted and the skies are clear. If the German's have realized there is a very large convoy, with a battleship no less, they will surely come after us. Speaking of battleships the U.S.S. South Dakota is truly an awe inspiring sight. I wonder how anyone would not flee from such a mighty ship. I do not think we will have any trouble with surface ships. I hope for once we will not be attacked. I have a very ominous feeling...
Captain's Journal-Captain Roger Lieberman
Date of entry May 17th 1944
One frigate and two destroyers have been attacked. A Minesweeper, U.S.S. Quail and one destroyer, U.S.S. Cushing, has sunk. The other destroyer, U.S.S. Brownson, was badly damaged and had to return to port. We recovered most of the men from both of the sunken ships but I am saddened to say that 59 men had died. Although not a horrific amount of deaths, one death is too many. We sunk one of the U-boats that had attacked us, but one escaped. Now we must be prepared for additional attacks in case they return to crush us with greater numbers. Rear Admiral Robinson has ordered us to change course so they will not be able to track us. There is a storm on the horizon so I have told for the sailors to get prepared for a rough ride.
Captain's Journal-Captain Roger Lieberman
Date of entry May 18th 1944
The storm has hit us. We are being tossed around like mere pebbles. Some of the minesweepers have nearly sunk. We are hitting nearly 20 feet high waves. Our long range radios have been knocked out and our deck is being pounded. There is something I don't know what it is it looks like a bri-
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POV Change
The huge convoy of ships remained still on blue waters. The sun shined above them. Nothing made a sound other then the water caressing the ships gently. On the ship themselves nothing stirred, but you would have seen several bodies laying on the ground. Were they dead? No they were breathing. It seems as though they where knocked out. And this, this is how it began. How the war turned for the better. How evil was knocked right off its throne.
