3RD Patrol (BALZ)

[Brag]

Looking like something the cat brought home, the chief entered the Zentralle. " Herr Kaleun, leaks are fixed, electric motors are on line, defective batteries isolated. We can fix the port diesel later."
"Very well. Give the repair crew a couple of beers to share. Now that that we are fixed we'll be able to give Tommy the dodge."
"We're not fixed we are in a fix," said Bernard.
"We are fixed enough to get out of the fix," Balz answered.
"How can we get out of a fix by being fixed? Bernard tapped his temple with his finger.
"It´s the fixe hoochie. We fix the boat and we fix ourselves out of the fix we are in by fixing our way out of the fix we were in by fixing our way out of the fix."
"But the ba ba ba basserbomben."

"Observe how the great master of submerged warfare hoochie woochiewinks Royal Navy Tommie." Balz assumed a heroic pose. "soundman, keep reporting relative bearing of that destroyer coming for us."
"See, the bearing is steady. This means he will go right on top of us."
"Ja, we´re going to die," Bernard said.
A ship rumbled overhead.
"Wasserbomben." The soundman reported.
"Rudder midships, ahead flank together." Balz turned his duckie tea cozy to face backwards.
The U-boat accelerated to seven knots.
Like the base drums of of an infernal concert hall, a large barrage of depth charges exploded some distance from us.
We returned to silent running.
Each bombing pass the enemy made was further off the mark.
Balz returned his duck tea cozy to facing forward. Taking the cue from their captain, the personnel in the Zentralle twirled silently. This time we have survived.