In 1945, while in Skaerbaek, Denmark, and while searching for German soldiers trying to cross the border, the Kings Royal Rifle Corps was searching Aabenraa. They came across the KM Prinz Eugen at anchor in an inlet. As the soldiers approached the gangplank, the officer of the day appeared.
After exchanging salutes, the officer was told that he had to surrender his ship. He said that he would not surrender his ship to the British Army, but to the Royal Navy. His ship being a lot bigger than an army half-track, and since discretion was the better part of valour, the soldiers reported to their headquarters and the Royal Navy took over.
Continuing on from that another story of how the KM Prinz Eugen ended up as an American prize.
Late in the 1945, the Tripartite Naval Control Commission met to divide the naval spoils between Britain, America and Russia. The Russian delegate argued that as the loss of life suffered by his country due to the Prinz Eugen was so great, Russia should have the ship. The American delegate stated that the Prinz Eugen would not have fallen into Allied hands without all of the material help supplied by the USA, and therefore the USA should have the ship. The British delegate, who had not been informed that the Prinz Eugen had been captured two weeks earlier by the Royal Navy, argued that her presence at the sinking of the HMS Hood and the Channel Dash meant that the ship should go British.
This impasse among these high powered delegates was resolved in the time honoured way - They put three slips of the ships into a hat (One said Prinz Eugen, one listed Nurnberg & a few Destroyers and the final listed the remaining ships) and thus the prize of the Prinz Eugen was awarded to the USA.
The KM Prinz Eugen was expended as a target for the Bikini Atoll atomic tests in 1946.
Once upon a time there was a famous sea captain. This captain was very successful at what he did; For years he guided merchant ships all over the world. Never did stormy seas or pirates get the best of him. He was admired by his crew and fellow captains.
However, there was one thing difference about this captain. Every morning he went through a strange ritual. He would lock himself in his captain's quarters and open a small safe. In the safe was an envelope with a piece of paper inside. He would stare at the paper for a minute, then lock it back up. After, he would go about his daily duties. For years this went on, and his crew became very curious. Was it a treasure map? Was it a letter from a long lost love? Everyone speculated the contents of the strange envelope.
Once day the captain died at sea. After laying the captain's body to rest, the first mate led the entire crew into the captains quarters. He opened the safe, got the envelope, opened it and.....
The first mate turned pale and showed the paper to the others. Four words were on the paper, two on two lines: