Kaiserliche Rheinwehr [RM] - Message Dump

[Khelric]

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Location Confirmed: Brandenburg Border Station, New Berlin.

Neural Net ID: Flieger, Heinrich Kraus.

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Mein Herr und mein Gott, it is with a heavy heart that I report today. I was informed upon my departure from the Battleship Strausberg docking bay, that Das Wilde were detected in the area. Immediately I formed up with the RNC-Neuss and prepared to engage the hostile targets. Something was very wrong though. These men claimed to be our own and that they were under orders from the Admiral herself to destroy the 'traitor' vessel I had just come with. They opened fire without word upon the RNC vessel and I began to fire upon what I believed at the time to be my own brother in arms. I don't know even how to describe it, but his words felt like they were echoing in my skull. He was so calm and his demeanor so unnatural. I had my suspicions, but surely these men were on our side. Surely they had just made a mistake. I ceased fire as I had been directed and . . . I watched as they destroyed the ship. I didn't know what to do.

It was just myself and my fellow Flieger, Herr Hund. As I spoke to them, their words became more and more false to me. I ordered them to return to the Strausberg with me to report on their 'victory'. They refused and began to leave. I called out once more to stop them and they made veiled threats against me. I could no longer refuse the truth and I ordered my comrades to open fire and destroy these traitors. Herr Hund, a Gefreiter and a mercenary joined us in our duty to exterminate the infested filth that now controlled the withered husks of these once good men.

The tides of battle seemed to be shifting in our favor, but our men fell slowly one by one. I would not give up, I could not give up. I would either win this fight or lose my life, but I would not allow them to escape after what they had done. I became careless in my panic and zeal and as I radioed for anyone that would rally behind our cause, my Wraith was pierced by several of the traitor's powerful blasts. I had no choice but to eject and make my way to Brandenburg Station. How I escaped with my life, I cannot say, but I hang my head in shame that so many lost theirs today because of my hesitation.

Fortunately, I was able to recover the final image transmitted from my gun-cam before my vessel was destroyed. I saved it into the computer of my escape pod and I will attach it to this report.

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Final footage from Das Wilde encounter.

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