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The police came for Peter Fleischmann in the early hours. It reminded the teenager of the Gestapo's moonlit roundups he had narrowly avoided at home in Berlin. Now, having endured a perilous journey to reach England - hiding from the rampaging Nazi thugs at his orphanage, boarding a Kindertransport to safety - here the aspiring artist was, on a ship bound for the Isle of Man, suspected of being a Nazi spy. What had gone wrong? 

"Find out what is happening in the Atlantic, find ways of getting the convoys through, and sink the U-boats!" (Prime Minister Winston Churchill) 1942. Liverpool. The war isn't going to plan. Distinguished admiral Sir Max Horton is in the game room on his knees commanding a fleet of toy German U-boats. Behind a curtain his unknown opponent is manoeuvring the toy British battleships. Five times the pair have played the game and five times Horton's U-boats have suffered defeat. Exasperated, he demands to know his enemy. And from behind the curtain steps a fresh-faced 17-year-old woman. 

In Canada, volunteers are raising money for charity by playing marathon stints of Penn & Teller's Desert Bus, probably the worst video game ever created. Across the globe, thousands of viewers tune in to Kurt J. Mac's epic but seemingly pointless voyage towards the outer realms of Minecraft's procedurally generated world. In Iraq, mothers encourage their children to enter Call of Duty competitions to keep them off the bomb-ravaged streets of Baghdad.

Nel 1941 gli Alleati stanno perdendo la guerra, almeno nell'Atlantico. Migliaia di navi partono dal Nord America cariche di rifornimenti per il Regno Unito, ma viveri e munizioni non arrivano a destinazione: i convogli vengono sistematicamente intercettati e distrutti dagli U-Boot, i temibili sottomarini dei nazisti. La Gran Bretagna è ormai allo stremo, ma il primo ministro Winston Churchill non vuole che la popolazione ne sia informata. I vertici politici e militari mentono sul numero di imbarcazioni affondate e su quello dei morti, pur sapendo che manca poco alla resa.