Missing E you say?
What was that song? Oh yeah. Filter, Trip like I do.
I've teeth on my feet I can't walk 'cause I'm eating.
Digits confirm.
>dish and 8 children
Preparing for the first patrol, submarine and crew face a grim gamut of mission. All hazardous, all alone, all far from base. They may be ordered to mine enemy coastal waters. They may be ordered to photograph island shorelines for invasion. They may ordered to rescue downed pilots at sea. They may be ordered to smuggle supplies into Japanese territory. They may be ordered on missions from which there is no return. For many orders will be issued. And all will receive the same simple response. Aye, Aye Sir. But no matter what the mission, the threat of death at full fathom five, of death in the depths, hovers over the submariner. And yet they put to sea with one thought only. Follow the motto of their sister ship Gudgeon. The motto that says Find 'em, chase 'em, sink 'em.