Within moments, the impromptu commandos heard heavy thuds against the floor above them. As they raced across the tiny fort back to the dock, they were ambushed by two North American fleet girls at the far end of the corridor.
Tacoma-classes. Nimble frigates clad in cutesey pajamas. Their triple three-inch guns were practically peashooters against Goya's thick armor, but their depth charges posed a real threat to any sub. Especially one caught in a narrow hallway.
As the first shots rang out, everyone raced behind the nearest corner. Fortunately the corridor had a number of open doors with deep recesses, allowing both parties to take potshots at each other.
Charlotte: "Not so tough without your torps, are ya?"
Annapolis: "Suppresive fire, suppressive fire! Keep 'em pinned long as possible!"
Another round of shots without effect. By now a thin haze of concrete dust hung between them in the dimly-lit hallway.
Annapolis: "Char, keep 'em pinned! I've got a little somethin' for the small fry."
Charlotte: "You got it, sis. All Bofors, open fire!"
While her sister exposed her full complement of arm-mounted cannons and machineguns, the Annapolis picked a large depth charge from the dispenser on her back. A calculated throw sent the charge bouncing down the concrete hall, right into the room where Maruyu had taken cover.
Annapolis: "Got a present for ya!"
The improvised grenade shook the entire corridor, flickering the lights and showering everyone nearby with concrete. When the dust settles, the commandos find a gaping hole blown in the side of the old fort.
Maruyu and Nimu are instantly wrecked. The seaplane tender Akitsushima also suffered moderate damage (12 points).
