Boyevoya trevoga!

Kaptain Bruce-effsky wonders if he can slam a torpedo into that ferry.

Dammit, nothing happened. Now I’ll have to go and check out what the hell is happening up there. We’ve got twenty two torpedo thingies and you can’t even get one of the stoopid things in the tube? If you lot are at the Vod again, there’s gonna be trub!

After banging my head on every pipe, piston, dial, and wheel in this ‘built for Hobbits’ size craft…

"Oi! Erin-offsky! Where’s me bleedin’ torpedah?"

"Could this be the little fellah, Bruce-Effsky?"

"Aha! That’ll do. Now let’s chuck it in here and we can start blasting!"