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Kruzhink "HONOUR" | Flying Torpedo Boat

I've yet to get over it. I still remember the first hit. Evacuation began 4 days prior, first with all completed vessels being marked with blue & white flags to mark them as evacuees. Then came us dedicated workers, we stayed for as long as we could to get every vehicle up to par, even the prototypes, which needed to at least be able to move as to get as many people away from there. "Gents, time is now, townsfolk say they can see ships breaking the fog" said our section manager. Myself and roughly 30 of the veteran workers drifted towards the last ship, a large deep sea trawler, snagging bits of a equipment for the trip to who knows where. Somewhere safe we all hoped. The hope we had soon was challenged shortly after. Schnellboots, quick torpedo boats of the kriegsmarine peeled past the coastal rocks and lined up on us. Every light aboard was flashed, every noise possible was made, to no avail. The little rats sent 10 fish our way, and 3 hit their mark. I was knocked out, and when I awoke, I will not forget the sight. Smoke & Flames. Parts I once called my comrades. We weren't fighters, we were workers. We held no ill-will towards either side, we simply wanted to live. Shore wasn't far. 8 of us workers, 5 of the 20 that were crew. We swam. Looking back at the sea, and the pillar of smoke. The cold, uncaring sea, took with that burning ship our hope. A few of the unfinished projects remained at the yard, considered unable to be made ready in time for departure. In the deepest part of the north warehouse, laid something brilliant. We'd finish this plane, and we'd return the favour so kindly given to us. May they reap what they've sown, in quantity incalculable