Meet the Kriegers

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“Hans, this is the Lorien. Onkel’s new transport.”

“Wow, Onkel. It’s a gigantic ship!”

Engelbert laughed. “Hardly gigantic, Hans. You’re just not used to seeing them so close to you. This one is actually quite small, but it will do for what I need her.” He patted the outer hull, “Maybe we’ll have a chance to see real gigantic ships at the air show,” then turned to Hans while entering the code to open the hatch. “Now enter.” He lifted the boy so he could reach it.

Hans disappeared inside. He ran back and forth the empty cargo hold. “Hello? Hello? Echo!”
Engelbert closed the hatch and moved to the pilot's seat. “Hans, I need a copilot. Come here.” With the crescendo of rushing little feet, he was surprised at how fast his nephew made it from the back of the cargo hold to the copilot’s seat.

“Here, Onkel!”

“No. Let me teach you how to properly behave in the military. Stand up.” Engelbert watched amused as the little boy assumed the seriousness of a little soldier. “Now, to show your respect to your superior officer, which is me, have your body straight, feet together, hands to your tighs. Now face me.” Little Hans obeyed. “Right. Have your hand real straight and put it in front of your forehead like this…” Engelbert waited, “Good! Now like this…” he demonstrated the military salute and the boy mimicked him perfectly. “Excellent! Now, go to the cargo hold and then come back to the bridge. Do everything like I taught you and present yourself like this: “Matrose Krieger reporting for duty, sir!””

Hans, enjoying the role play, did as told, “Matrose Krieger reporting for duty, sir!”

“Excellent, Krieger! Assume your post.” Engelbert went on, “Now you say, “Jawohl!” with all your heart. Say it.”

“Jawohl!”

“Stand by for orders, Matrose Krieger.” Engelbert turned to the radio, “This is LPW-78T ‘Lorien’ to New Berlin’s flight control. Request permission to take off.”

“’Lorien’, this is New Berlin flight control. You are cleared for take off and have docking ring clearance.”

“Right, Krieger. See the three green buttons on top of those levers?” Engelbert pointed.

“Jawohl!”

“Push them now!“

As the boy pressed the buttons, the ship’s engines roared and shook the empty transport. Responsible for unleashing such raw power, Hans forgot the military act and couldn’t help displaying a broad smile.

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