Feldwebel Weiss watched the chaos unfold from near the Storage Hall. Noting the pilot run back into the Hanger he decided to go scold the piloting. Chuckling and shaking his head he bounded over to the Gefreiter a large metal tube carried in tow.
"You know. A better landing method would have been to cut your engines und spin one-eighty. Then slowly decelerate through acceleration. Und ah... I believe your engine compartment has just caught flame."
The Feldwebel stood there still partially in his flight suit, the upper portion tied loosely around his waist. Unsurprisingly his exposed skin and hands were coating in grease and grime, remarkably however his clothing was spotless. Setting the large metallic part down with an audible thud Klaus continued his face turning serious, "I had gotten this for mein own Wraith, however it looks like yours might need it more."