Originally posted by MarkShot9:

I simply want to go on patrol for convoys attack and evade, attack and evade, ... along with the progress of tech and tactics on both sides.

You can just never chose any scripted missions in the port mission menu, only chose patrols, you skip every BDU mission that you get while on patrol (you must chose and disable them), and in the career menu there is an option to chose only 'few' side missions appearing during game.

That's all you must do to meet your needs, have fun with the game.
And I'll just close my eyes and ears about your other stuff about bugs etc.

He’s on the bridge, staring out at the endless, pixelated ocean. “That’s it,” he types. “I’m done with UBOAT. I’m logging off.”

The dread hits me harder than a depth charge. Not on my watch.

I burst up the ladder from the control room, slamming my head on the hatch. "WAIT!" I scream into chat. “<STOP MOVEMENT>. WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC, YOU CAN’T JUST LEAVE!”

But he keeps typing. “The crew is brain-dead. They can’t even reload torpedoes without a 15-minute smoke break. I’m out.”

Desperate times. I flood the ballast tanks, sending the U-boat into a chaotic nosedive. The alarms blare, red lights flash, and I’m screaming, “IF YOU LEAVE NOW, WE ALL DROWN!”

I sprint past Hans in the galley, who’s casually slicing wurst like we’re not at a 45-degree angle. “HANS, STOP BEING USELESS!” I shout, but Hans doesn’t care.

Meanwhile, I’m typing furiously: “BRO, WE NEED YOU! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS HOW TO FIX THE HYDROPHONE! REMEMBER THE TIME WE SANK THAT DESTROYER TOGETHER?”

No response. He’s standing there, motionless, like a man already halfway out the door.

My final move: I grab the gramophone, crank it to max, and play Ride of the Valkyries. The chaos reaches peak absurdity. The sub is spinning, crew members are panicking, and I’m typing, “DON’T LOG OFF! THINK OF THE MISSION!”

But it’s too late. He walks into the captain’s quarters, lays down, and blinks out of existence.

He’s gone.

The sub groans as we level out, silence falling over the crew. Hans keeps slicing his damn sausage. I slump against the wall, defeated, staring at the cold, uncaring ocean.

The AI won’t reload the torpedoes, the hydrophone’s busted, and I’m alone. Again.

Originally posted by Mouse Rat:

He’s on the bridge, staring out at the endless, pixelated ocean. “That’s it,” he types. “I’m done with UBOAT. I’m logging off.”

The dread hits me harder than a depth charge. Not on my watch.

I burst up the ladder from the control room, slamming my head on the hatch. "WAIT!" I scream into chat. “<STOP MOVEMENT>. WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC, YOU CAN’T JUST LEAVE!”

But he keeps typing. “The crew is brain-dead. They can’t even reload torpedoes without a 15-minute smoke break. I’m out.”

Desperate times. I flood the ballast tanks, sending the U-boat into a chaotic nosedive. The alarms blare, red lights flash, and I’m screaming, “IF YOU LEAVE NOW, WE ALL DROWN!”

I sprint past Hans in the galley, who’s casually slicing wurst like we’re not at a 45-degree angle. “HANS, STOP BEING USELESS!” I shout, but Hans doesn’t care.

Meanwhile, I’m typing furiously: “BRO, WE NEED YOU! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS HOW TO FIX THE HYDROPHONE! REMEMBER THE TIME WE SANK THAT DESTROYER TOGETHER?”

No response. He’s standing there, motionless, like a man already halfway out the door.

My final move: I grab the gramophone, crank it to max, and play Ride of the Valkyries. The chaos reaches peak absurdity. The sub is spinning, crew members are panicking, and I’m typing, “DON’T LOG OFF! THINK OF THE MISSION!”

But it’s too late. He walks into the captain’s quarters, lays down, and blinks out of existence.

He’s gone.

The sub groans as we level out, silence falling over the crew. Hans keeps slicing his damn sausage. I slump against the wall, defeated, staring at the cold, uncaring ocean.

The AI won’t reload the torpedoes, the hydrophone’s busted, and I’m alone. Again.

Are you ok? Shall I call a med or something?

Originally posted by japp_02:

Are you ok? Shall I call a med or something?

I sit there for a minute, staring at the cold Atlantic waves lapping against the sides of the U-boat, my hands still trembling from the chaos. Hans is chopping sausage in the background like we’re not emotionally sinking faster than the Titanic.

I open the guild chat and type, “Guild Leader, this is me, reporting in.”

Before they can respond, I continue:
“The captain has abandoned ship. Morale is... low. Hans is fine, though. Just thought you’d want to know.”

Then, the important part:
“But I am medically sound, emotionally steady, and physically prepared to keep playing. I’ve hydrated. I’ve stretched. My spirit is unbroken. I may need counseling later, but right now, I’m ready to lead this sub straight into a convoy.”

I pause, staring at my words. It feels dramatic, but also necessary. Then I add one last note for reassurance:
“P.S. The sausage looks good. Might eat some.”

You guys and your humor (sometimes sarcasm) I love it! Someone is demanding of the game and the developers. But most people love the game. Out of love for it, they criticize it, make suggestions for improvement. Yes, the version is not stable yet. Yes, there is still room for improvement. But the game, as you say, has a lot of potential and it's super, and it's playable, for which many thanks to both the game developers and modders.
Don't be disappointed dear “MarkShot9”, have a rest and come back to the game and to us!

https://youtu.be/-b3XTj5G_SA?si=_sjYgvPrdlvEuL5e

P.s Notice the red lighting in the vid , he'll see further with the periscope ..... 😝

Originally posted by VanZan_75:

https://youtu.be/-b3XTj5G_SA?si=_sjYgvPrdlvEuL5e

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yl-Ms_ek-kE

Thats fine, bye wait another year

Ich bin zeruck gekommen.

I fixed some mod bugs and switched to 2025.1-6 which I understand is now crediting sinkings. The tonnage war continues!!!