Albatros Class Fast Attack Craft

Albatros Class Fast Attack Craft

The Type 143 Albatros class was a German class of missile bearing Fast Attack Craft. Each vessel is named after a bird of prey including the albatross, condor and cormorant.

S61—S65 were part of the 2. Schnellbootgeschwader (Fast attack craft squadron), and S66—S70 belonged to the 7. Schnellbootgeschwader. Both squadrons were based in Warnemünde.

In July 2010, it was reported that Ghana had purchased two vessels from Germany.

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