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Source: *unknown* Neural Net account Encryption Level: High Recipient(s): RHA Recruitment Center, Vogtland Base, Dresden System Topic: Joining the Army Message:
Guten Tag Officers of the Armee,
my name is Rolf Bach and after recieving several of your propaganda broadcasts and witnessing the cruelty of the Rheinland government, I decided to join the Army.
I hope you accept my application and allow me to take my revenge on the "government" under the banner of the Army.
As you do not know me yet, I would like to further introduce myself:
I was born 801 A.S. on Planet Hamburg into a family with a long tradition of cargo haulers.
From my parents I learned how to pilot and repair various spacecraft, how to live an honorable life and how to work hard to reach my goals.
From my grandparents i heard stories about how Rheinland was in the time after the popular revolution before the Bundschuh were expelled from the government and massive foreign corporations gained more and more influence in our Heimat.
Therefore I always knew Rheinland was not what it had been many many years ago. Still i would propably have led my life as an honest hauler, if I would not have witnessed the cruelty of the regime, this so called "democratic government", in first person.
During an "illegal" hauler protest rally last year against salary cuts due to "financial hardships" (their profits last year were half a percent less than expected) of Republican Shipping we were informed by a Republican representative that this rally would *have dire consequences* for all of us. Obviously that was one of the usual threats to fire those making too much trouble by voicing their opinions instead of working theirselves silently to the grave.
Only it wasn't.
Days later, people started disappearing. Some of them were said to have moved to another planet never to be heard of again, some died in "accidents", as if a hauler who knows his trade for 30 or more years and keeps his ship in top condition would die in a sudden reactor overload or have a crash with an asteroid - several astronomic units away from the nearest asteroidfield.
My parents of course did not believe the official reports and started asking around, you know, calling in some favors, investigating privately and trying to find evidence for who was really behind these "accidents". They were sucessful. We found enough evidence to prove that, in fact, these accidents were ordered from high up inside Republican Shipping. Just as other companies without the slightest sense of morale, Republican had decided that they had too many haulers anyway and that it was easier - and cheaper- to have several of them disappear, especially those who made much trouble anyway.
Then they made a fatal mistake. They turned to the Polizei, thinking that the Federal Police would arrest those responsible and do the justice they were supposed to do.
Instead we were visited by a Marinenachrichtendienst unit. They did not ask many questions, but instead started shooting up our home right away. I was seriously injured and while lying on the floor, bleeding from several wounds, I saw both of my parents die in the bulletstorm. My father fell on me, which propably saved my life when those bastards set our house aflame and detonated some grenades.
I dont know what happened next, I only have loose images in my head that are too hard to describe, but I survived. I took months to recover from my wounds, treated by some old man who would not tell me his name but always called himself "a friend". I guess he was some supporter or operative of either the RHA or the VWA. He declined any compensation when i was finally recovered and only told me to "make a difference" before he gave me some supplies and sent me on my way. If by any chance you know this man, pass my thanks to him and tell him I found my way to make a difference for Rheinland.
After my recovery I used some underground contacts from my youth to aquire a ship and fled from Hamburg. I kept a low profile for a while and gathered some intel. I seems I am considered dead, just as my parents and grandma. No word of my sister, guess she found our home destroyed, took the hint and got away. Gramps did one last haul, didn't have anything to loose anymore anyway, that old stubborn man. Hauled an armored cargohold of 4200 Units of Black Market Munitions right into Hamburg's Police HQ.
Anyway, this is my story. This is my motivation, this is the reason I wish to fight. This, I will never forget.
And I will show them that I am very much alive and ready to do what must be done to free Rheinland!
Für Rheinland, für die Revolution!
Rolf Bach
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