200,000 BRT for Balz?

[Brag]

09 September 1941

From BDU

U-502 Reported sinking 3 tankers with the deck gun in the last 24 hours bringing his total for this patrol to 131,000 BRT. Has 9 torpedoes left.

[NealT]

Dear oh most high and mighty Balz as given to us by the great Brag...

Your pearls of wisdom in both tactics and in playgrounds are always appreciated. We hope you will succeed in outwitting those silly Allied aircraft and warships to keep supplying us with good information. Until, of course, the Allied powers steal one of our unbeatable Enigma machines and figure out how we are getting all of this done...learn where we are, and smack each of us with something called a 'hedgehog'. (For the life of me I cannot understand why they would drop animals into the water and expect them to destroy us but who knows...)

[Brag]

Originally Posted by NealT

Dear oh most high and mighty Balz as given to us by the great Brag...

Your pearls of wisdom in both tactics and in playgrounds are always appreciated. We hope you will succeed in outwitting those silly Allied aircraft and warships to keep supplying us with good information. Until, of course, the Allied powers steal one of our unbeatable Enigma machines and figure out how we are getting all of this done...learn where we are, and smack each of us with something called a 'hedgehog'. (For the life of me I cannot understand why they would drop animals into the water and expect them to destroy us but who knows...)

Oh, dear, we must report them immediately to the RSPCA

[Brag]

Lt.z.S. Otto Kalb writes:

09 September 1941

A fast moving liner, which we failed to intercept, seemed like the last straw. Balz retired to his bunk to sulk and suspended choir practice 'til further notice. He also prohibitrd the playing of the gramophone. On board U-502 it was gloom and doom. This big boat did not do our captain any good.

On 08 September, we made contact with a fast moving ship. Remembering the liner fiasco, I ordered full speed ahed and turned U-502 into an intercept course.

Balz came out of his bunk wearing a loin cloth. He did a sweep on the periscope and said, "Turn on the red lights--surface!" He climbed on the chart box.
"Should I assemble the crew?" I asked.
"Nein--I'm just practicing my tap dancing, this box has good resonance."

We raced over light seas while Balz practiced his tap dancing. When the lookouts spotted a light tanker, Balz came on the bridge wearing silk pajamas and bowler hat. He gave the order for the deck gun to fire and sang, Ich Bin Ein Grosser Hoochie Woochie.

The following day, we intercepted a light tanker and a medium modern that we gunned down. Afterward, Balz said. "Sinking tankers oils my soul, hoochie woochie."