Herr Hoch,
I'm Hans von Boyle, Arbeitsdirektor of the Union.


While your nationalism is commendable , I must tell you that your transmission left me perplexed. What made you open your eyes and see the deplorable situation Rheinland is in?

I am,like you, a solider; a sword of Rheinland, who fights for the Empire my ancestors have built, an Empire that is now profaned by foreigners, who do nothing but plunder.

They now consider Kusarians allies, forgetting the fact that they are the ones who helped Gas Miner Guild win the Eighty Years War.
Loosing the war was the first domino piece to fall, the most important one, the one that ended the lives of hundreds of people .
Soon enough, the second piece has fallen when the Popular Revolution kicked in, when Daumann miners embracing the socialist ideals formed the Hessians, and the academics betrayed us in the formation of the Bundschuh, claiming that the imperial era has fallen.

The domino effect its being felt even today, the unemployment rate is still high, the average rheinlander is paid low, thus they seek employment in other houses. Three hundred years of brain drain have destituted us. Once we were the most powerful house in the sector. Now we are a shadow of ourselves.

While Bundschuh and Hessians parties spread nonsense; socialist propaganda, avoiding engaging in piracy acts against IMG and GMG who are drying our mineral deposits, we are the ones who remain loyal to our Empire.
We are the ones helping Kruger, another old and Imperial organisation, claim back their fields, we are helping them to fight off the foreign threats, whilst the federals close their eyes, leaving the foreigners free to maraud through Rheinland, snatching whatever they get their hands on.

We will not turn our backs on you. I'll send my most trusted men to aid you in cutting the leash that is keeping you tied to the Federal Republic.
When I took the lead I myself had to purge old chains; the Union movement was nothing but a group of thieves and killers, fighting without a noble scope.
Now, we are a compacter, stronger movement that will bring back Rheinland's prosperity and glory. We will help you clean your vessel of spies and corporate lackeys that will only slow us down, however, my merciful side and my nationalist beliefs does not allow me to kill my own kind, thus they will be thrown in the cold space, let fate decide whether they should live or die.

After the purge is complete, you will be lead to one of our hidden bases , where your vessel will be painted with our colors , repaired and improved if needed.

I am eager to hear from you soon. For Rheinland!

Guten tag herr Hoch,
you don't know how much it saddens my heart hearing that you had to take orders from misguided superiors.

Everything started with Von Rohe's Day when Daumann requested a new form of government.
Now , Rheinland is ruled by traitors , cowards , bad strategists that helped our vaterland decade even more.

You made the right decision when you decided to fight alongside us , for a noble and unique scope .
My men are ready to help you make the final steps to join our ranks , they are going to meet with you tonight , at 19:00 hours , in Munich.
More about the route you will take to one of our bases , after the purge is complete, will be disclosed privately in space.

I hope you will safely , and purely reach your final destination , with no more chains keeping you bound to the Republic.

Für Rheinland!

Crap.


I’m not saying I trust you - I don’t give without trust, I won’t be generous when you're begging, nor will you expect such. We’re not stupid, you and I. But people usually have to be spying real hardcore to risk sacrificing flesh and steel.


Until I’ve got some solid proof out of yours that this isn’t the Rheinland Military exercising their institutional imaginations to get us all dead - I won’t be head-plattered. We’re going to play king’s gambit - shock-and-awe, unsubtle snatch-and-grab. You’ll not know your escort composition - it’s going to be enough to mess you up if you flak us, and discreet enough to rabbit if you’re playing cloak and dagger; thin enough to flee if we you ping for any signal traffic we don’t want.

This is how it’s going to go down. We will arrange a rendezvous over encrypted comms. Our new generation hardware is somewhere between a few months to a year behind the BDM and MND, so comm traffic will be two-way only until we RV - the timing of the RV is a barrel of maggots.

Follow accordingly, start plotting nav data.

Fake a patrol order to the Chiemsee asteroid field, Munich. The rock particulates are dense enough to irritate anybody who comes to find you. Duck around in there until our ships get to you - which they will. That far north, the Walker Nebula becomes our playground. The Eugen’s new-escorts will proceed with you out of the system on a duck trajectory out of Republic core space, ducking through the south through Frankfurt and Dresden, far from the trade lanes and Republic reprisal. Our Zone of control thins the further south we get, handing over to Hessians and Coalition, so it’s unlikely the military will be able to intercept even if our communications have been compromised. Be at ease. Hessians and Coalition are jumpable sharks. Military intelligence is the Kraken.

At the end waypoint, assuming we haven’t killed each other or loyalists have sabotaged the Eugen, operational control will be in the claws of operative Faust, head of our internal directorate. She will be in full control of locking down and securing the the ship. We will only conduct bording ops once we have reached the Union Secure Zone, not before.

Boyle wants me to be nice to you. I see this as a gigantic waste of time for a man we do not know and a gigantic incriminating billboard with shoot-me-for-treason on the side.

Keep a rifle ready, Hoch. We can only determine what occurs outside of the Eugen’s hull, not any damage dealt inside.