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SENDER CALLSIGN: XIANG XI
RECEIVER CALLSIGN: RED HESSIAN OBERKOMMANDO
ENCRYPTION: HIGH
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Greetings Red Hessian Oberkommando.

I introduce myself to you all as Xiang Xi, former Coalition spy.

Born to parents of Chinese descent in 798 A.S, I was raised with an understanding of the cause as well as a nationality to my ancestry. My mother told me as I child I was named after the Planet Jiangxi, and I was the apple of her eye. My father, a working man, frequently was on and off planet due to managing resource production and being a decently well known political figure. We had residences planetside as well as on Zhukovsky Station in orbit in which we lived, changing between them from time to time.

My father in his free time would train me in learning to control my inner mind, and open up doors of possibilities of my future. In this, he was a wise man. However, he was also busy. Time went by, and the amount of time shortened which we saw each other. Being in martial arts, I began to grow in skill and outshine my peers, and it was his teachings that moved me forward. "The eye of the tiger," he would say to me, "a heart of a lion."

Then time passed more and more and my father became a head political figure in developments on Jiangxi. My mother spent a lot of her time alone these days, since I was out training for the military. Around 816 A.S, I was trained into the intelligence group, making quick progress as prior discipline and combat training were already completed during most of my teenage years. Due to my fathers political stature I was accepted rather quickly.

During my work among the task forces of the Coalition I was assigned as a counter-spy against enemy threats in late 816 A.S within and around the Omega-52 system. For the most part, I was planetbound, doing espionage on possible defectors and monitoring otherwise important targets for Coalition enemies. On Jiangxi, there were reports of possible defectors hiding out within the outskirts of the more populated settlements that were planning some type of attack, however none of us knew how large. A task force was led to find these traitors, and they did, however the scale of the attack wasn't realized until it was too late.

In 817 A.S, Planet Jiangxi was orbitally bombarded by enemy forces, within minutes completely wiping out multiple cities, killing my father in his office building and my mother at our planetary residence in a very short timespan.

The Coalition was hit hard by this decisive strike, and the population took a huge toll. Many former pilots living in their residences were also wiped out, leaving a huge gap of needed pilots for the army.
Those within the intelligence program were also trained into fighter craft as now a mandatory requirement, and I was one who was drafted into such training. The training was quite exhilarating, and I learned fast enough, as a mission turned up in which I would have to go deep into Rheinland space. Of course, with my heritage, putting me socially into these situations would put me in great jeopardy. I was there for espionage and interception of high value targets which were a danger of the Coalition. Through the years, I have met many contacts within and throughout Rheinland who only lived to speak of the corruption and tyranny of the government there. The corruption of the Rheinland Government showed no mercy.

Only within the past few weeks, I have resigned from service of the Coalition. My authorities respected my resignation, and many of those I knew were sad to see me go. However I feel I need to move on, and learn more about this corruption of the Rheinland government myself. I went to Vogtland, home of the Red Hessians, shortly after this self revelation, to discuss with a Hessian contact I once had. Within the bar, a beautiful woman walked in, by herself and sat on one of the stools.

I asked, "Who could this beautiful masterpiece be?"

The Hessian, who slowly sipped out of his tall glass and looked up, nodded and slowly put the glass back down again.

"That's Brigadegeneral Heinrich. One of a kind. She comes to the bar. She doesn't drink though."

His words stuck with me to this day. "One of a kind." What do I do, just go talk with her? Brigadegeneral? That's exactly what I did. She recommended that I make an application to join the Red Hessian Army. What can I say?

I was flattered.

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