“I expect good hunting as a reward for my trust in you,” Dönitz growled with affection.
“Of course, sir.” Ritter snapped to attention with a click of his heels.
Dönitz watched him march back across the perfectly manicured lawns, slip into the rear seat of the Mercedes. There was a grind of gears, and then the car was off. Dönitz was alone. He stood there, silently flexing the hand that still burned and tingled from the sting of the nettles. Nasty weeds. And yet, even they had their uses. In the bleak days after the first World War, he could remember a number of meals where nettles were the chief ingredient. His wife had read somewhere that if they were boiled, they were as nutritious as spinach. Dönitz had intended to tell his estate manager that he wanted them all destroyed. It wouldn’t do to have his granddaughter stumble into them. On the other hand, news of the upcoming attack on the Soviets had left him with a feeling of dread. On second thought, the nettles would stay. Not a bad thing for his granddaughter to learn: the world had stinging nettles, and much worse.
There was a call from the house. Dönitz saw his granddaughter wave. “Cocoa,” came her shout on the window.
Dönitz slipped his hands into his pockets and began trudging toward the house. “God in heaven...” he whispered.
The End
Author’s Note
Although The Last Eagle is a work is fiction, it is inspired by the exploits of the Polish Navy submarine Orzel and her crew over the course of a few weeks at the onset of World War II in September and October of 1939.
On September 1, 1939, Germany invaded Poland from the west, joined a few weeks thereafter by forces of the Soviet Red Army invading from the east. Vastly overmatched by one foe, Poland was doomed by two. She was not, however, wholly unprepared. Her army had been mobilized during spring and summer, and most of the Polish Navy was already at sea. One exception: The submarine Orzel, which didn’t sail until shortly after the attack began, leaving from her home port of Gdynia for duty patrolling the Gulf of Gdansk where she was supposed to harass Nazi coastal shipping as part of Operation Worek, the Polish Navy’s plan for the defense of Poland.
But after just a few weeks at sea, the Orzel unexpectedly put into the neutral Estonian port of Tallinn. There is some controversy about the reason. By most accounts, her captain had been acting erratically since leaving port. He claimed to be sick. Some of the crew wondered, however, if he didn’t have the stomach for warfare. Whatever the actual reason, Estonian authorities sympathetic to the Germans soon interned the vessel. They placed armed guards on board, imprisoned the crew, removed her charts, and then began to disarm the vessel, removing the breechblocks of her deck guns and disarming her torpedoes.
Though minus her captain, the Orzel crew, under the leadership of her executive officer, Lieutenant Commander Jan Grudzinski, was not done fighting. On the evening of September 17, they overpowered their guards, regained control of their ship and, despite fire from Estonian port batteries, escaped Tallinn, sailing Orzel back out into the Baltic.
During the next few weeks, Orzel became a legend. She was hunted constantly by German sea and air patrols as well as the Swedish Navy (who was concerned that doing nothing would jeopardize the country’s neutrality) and the Soviets. Initially hampered by a lack of sea charts, which had been removed from the vessel by the Estonians, the Orzel crew remained undaunted, although their course was akin to driving a car with eyes closed. Drawing on the experience and memories of her crew, they created their own crude replicas. Using these hand-drawn charts and navigating by the seat–of–their pants, the Orzel crew managed to evade her pursuers, avoid fields of floating mines and escape the Baltic. Seriously low on food and water, she made her way out into the North Sea, where she contacted the British Fleet. On October 14th, the Orzel rendezvoused with a British destroyer and was escorted to safety.
After minor repairs, the Orzel rejoined the war, participating in a number of sea actions and patrols with the British Fleet, including the defense of Norway. She was lost sometime between May 24 and June 8, 1940. Her wreck has never been found.
About the Author
MICHAEL WENBERG lives just up the road from the Point No Point lighthouse on Washington State’s Puget Sound. In addition to working in technology, he’s the former CEO of the Walla Walla Symphony. He enjoys backpacking, hiking and kayaking the waters of Puget Sound with his wife, Sandy, and their dog, Gracie.
Discover other books by Michael Wenberg
Captain Lewis’s Dog, Dognapped, Henri the Clown, Oops, Melba’s Slide Trombone, Tubby the Forgotten Tugboat, (Smashwords ebooks, 2011), Stringz (a young adult novel published by Westside Books, 2010), Seattle Blues (a young adult novel published by Westside Books, 2009), Elizabeth’s Song (a picture book illustrated by Cornelius Van Wright, and published Beyond Words Publishing, 2002).
Connect with Michael Wenberg online
You can find Wenberg online at www.michaelwenberg.com, or contact him at [email protected].
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Chapter Forty-Six
Chapter Forty-Seven
Epilogue
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