1941, Wednesday 19 November;
4pm, it was a routine sighting, another merchant ship to close with and check. But it was a little odd, had she just changed course? and she was putting in a decent speed 14-15 knots, more than he would have expected. Nevertheless, all would be revealed soon, he increased speed to 25 knots and the distance began to melt away.
The warship was steadily closing on them, could they bluff or would they fight. The captain sent his men to action stations, but on the exterior, they looked as before, a merchant cargo ship.
They had been trying with the signal lamp, repeatedly sending NNJ (You should make your signal letters) but had no response. Closer now they used flags and signalled VH (You should hoist your signal letters). The captain had the main armament manned.
4.30pm, they were close to 16,000 yards away, just off the stern, and still closing. The merchant, signalled back, but the funnel obstructed her flags, they signalled to her “Make your signal letters clear”.
The range was down to under 9,000 yards now, the warship still approaching from the stern. The signal officer lengthened the halyard allowing the flags to swing out to starboard, allowing the warship to read then. PKQI, and hoisted the Dutch merchant ensign.
So, she’s Dutch, the Straat Malakka, but somethings not right. Maybe she’s a raiders prize, First Lieutenant, I want a ship’s boarding party ready but kept out of sight, we’ll try and capture her before they scuttle, if she is. Ask where’s she bound.
5pm, Tell them Batavia. Their asking for port of origin and cargo? Signal back Freemantle with Piece Goods. Tell the W/O to transmit distress signal QQQ, latitude and longitude, time as per GMT, and give the name Straat Malakka.
Bring her alongside, distance 1500 yards, main armament and torpedoes train on target. Shut down Walrus and secure the catapult. Signal the secret callsign.
5.30pm, Whats she signalling now, IK, prepare for typhoon, what the hells that, Christ, I bet it’s a secret sign, we have to fight. Run up the ensign and clear the decks for action. 4, 5, 6 seconds, guns ready, open fire.
My god what’s he doing, the ensign man, oh bloody hell, he’s a raider, that’s a gun showing! Open fire main batteries, sound action stations. Fuck, we missed her, how, Guns get a grip of your people now!
Nein, nein, gunnery officer, all guns aim at their bridge, fire again, yes better, hit, and another, yes again. Put another salvo into their bridge. Torpedoes away, excellent, open fire with the AA guns, play on their 4 inch and torpedo tubes.
First lieutenant, sir the bridge has gone, everyone dead, and the gun control tower, director is out of action, you’re in command. Ok get a message to the main batteries, local control, also message to the engine room, full power, we need to run.
Shift aim, all guns, front two turrets. Sir we’ve been hit, rear gun, and we have a fire in oil tank F, damage control parties dealing, and I hope to get the gun back in action soon.
First Lieutenant, guns A & B are out of action, Y turret has jammed, only X firing. Torpedo, port beam, she going to hit, ahhh.
Torpedo hit, wow big hole, she’s turning, heading into us, she’s going to ram us. Fire on her waterline, hit, yes and again, yes, she’s going to miss, will pass us astern.
Engine room whats happened, how bad, oh bloody hell, what speed can you give me, is that all, yes, I have steerage. X gun unable to fire, jammed on a bearing. Starboard tubes bearing, fire, one, fire two. Engine room yes, the chiefs gone, and his second officer, well do what you can, Christ what a mess.
Torpedo’s in the water, quick, hard a port, chief give me full power, yes everything. Guns keep firing, hit those rear turrets, their passing astern, phew, just, whats that noise, chief, yes, engines have failed, you can’t fix them, firefighting hoses are failing, no pressure. Mein Gott, we can’t control the fire.
6pm, First lieutenant, they’ve stopped firing, they look adrift. Yes sir, we still have steerage, about 2 knots. Last fire at the rear of the ship out, magazines flooded, but we can’t get to the front of the ship yet, fire below bridge still out of control.
6.30pm, we can’t control the fire, its only a matter of time before it sets off the magazines or mine hold. Prepare to abandon ship, get the wounded up, ready the boats and lift rafts.
We’re down at the bow, a lot, much more and the sea will be breaking over her. We’re winning the fight with the fire. The doctor reports his out of morphine, he has no where else to put the wounded, can he bring some up on deck.
Everyone off sir, but we’re drifting apart. She’s taking her time going down. Ahh spoke to soon, the fire must have reached the mine hold. She was a good ship, she did well. I guess we just hope for someone to come along, prison for us, if we survive.
Whats that noise, oh my god the bows come off, we’re going down fast, urghhh.