Newfoundland At Armageddon

“Our Commander got in touch with me. We have to report to the ship soon. Things are heating up in Europe. I hope the English aren't going to get involved. We're very busy now with the fishing season. Can't they wait a couple of weeks? Without me, what is my mother going to do?”

Peter

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The Newfoundland Royal Naval Reserve

“It's strange not to be on the Calypso anymore. The boys and I, we had to join the crew of the Niobe. We're patrolling the strait of Belle Isle. Our objective: hunt the Boches. If we see any of their damned boats in the water, they're going to have to deal with us!”

Peter

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Patrolling North American Waters

“We have new troops on board. Some of them are a bit old for this, and from the way they handle the ropes, they don't know very much about being on the water. I'm going to have to teach them a thing or two because during a storm, they are not going to be very helpful. The ocean is not forgiving. And neither are the Germans…”

Peter

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Doubling the Effort

“My next mission? Aboard a Q what? A Q-ship??? From the outside it looks like a merchant ship. But there are machine guns and cannons hidden below. I went down into the hold and found torpedo tubes. The roles are reversed now: we're getting the Boches to track us so we can take them down. They won't know what hit them.”

Peter

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Q-Ships

“We've been hit. A torpedo. We never saw it coming. Quick, where are the life boats. The water is rising… lifeboats? A wave. I'm in the water. It's cold. Freezing. My feet are numb… and my hands. This is hell. This war is bloody hell. There's water in my throat. I want to see Laura one more time. The water's salty. Her beautiful black eyes. Everything is black and cold.”

Peter

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Dying at Sea