Battleship Moselle - Living in the Beast

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The Fähnrich found himself with an unexpected amount of downtime. Most of the new Fliegers didn't need training, and he didn't have a patrol scheduled. Klaus wandered into the mess hall momentarily contemplating lighting up the cigarette he idly held in his left hand. Muttering to himself Klaus shook his head.

"If downtime gives me time to reflect on this war, I'd rather not have it."

Lighting up his cigarette the Fähnrich took a long drag before heading over to a table. Hunched over the Fähnrich sat there nearly motionless with the only occasional drag on his cigarette.

"What are we even fighting for anymore? It seems like everyone has a reason to hate us. And all we ever do is defend ourselves. Is the world just out to get us?"

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