About one minute before the first torpedo hit, Seaman Marcelo Pozzo had lain down on his bunk and was looking forward to some sleep. He had been on duty for most of the day at the Damage Control Station in the heart of the light cruiser the General Belgrano as it pushed through the 15m waves of the South Atlantic, and he was due back on at midnight. As soon as Pozzo closed his eyes, he felt a ‘hammer blow’ that propelled him into the air with such force that he hit the upper bunk. ‘When I fell down, a...