"Right, sir! What's the mission?"
"Well, see that pocket battleship there? The one with the fastest propulsion, heaviest armament, most advanced fire control, and best crews in the entire German navy? The one bristling with radar-directed automatic cannon and machine guns?"
"Yes, sir."
"We want you to get into that there biplane, fly nice and low and slow, straight in, mind you, and drop a torpedo at them as close as you can get."
"Have you been drinking, sir?"
And then he actually did. Just damn.
The way I heard it...the Swordfish was too slow for the “advanced fire control” and the automatic cannon and machine guns to track.