Fate
Homeported at Long Beach, California, Walter B. Cobb spent her next tour of duty primarily deployed to the Far East—from the spring of 1955 through the summer of 1956. She conducted local operations and exercises out of Yokosuka, Sasebo, and Kure before she returned, via Pearl Harbor, to the west coast of the United States for decommissioning. On 15 May 1957, Walter B. Cobb was placed out of commission and in reserve at the Mare Island Naval Shipyard, Vallejo, California. Her name was struck from the Navy list on 15 January 1966.
Sold to Taiwan on 22 February 1966, Walter B. Cobb and USS Gantner (APD-42) were accepted by the Republic of China Navy on 15 March 1966. The Chinese dispatched tug Ta Tung to tandem-tow the two transports to Taiwan. While en route to the western Pacific, the two APD's collided on 21 April 1966 and both suffered heavy damage. Gantner was towed to Treasure Island, California, but Walter B. Cobb, however, listed progressively from 18 to 40 degrees while settling aft. At 2340 on 21 April 1966, the former high-speed transport filled with water and sank, stern first, in 2,100 fathoms of water.
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