To: Christoph Gneisenau From: Arbeiter Lukas Mohr, der Alster Union. Subject: Actually scored right up there on the situational aptitude test! Damn, Daddy.
You're a smart cookie, arn't ya'? Rated highly on most of the criteria, not that the grinder discriminates between smarts and shards, Gneisenau. Nuremberg ain't a fun deal, no it sure isn't. But you don't bite the hand that frickin' dealt you - you take that hand, and slap the beholder. You get mad, you rile in it, you build up, balls-to-the-wall, shoot for the cosmos.
Some experience with the ol' millspec will get you places. Brainboxes who can hold a spanner don't get cannoned out robbing transports with a bayonet hung over the shoulder - you get accolades. Might even be a place at Pacifica or Krefeld for someone like you - although that depends if you've got the balls to be slavin' under Dross; few do. I sure as hell don't.
We'll give you a shot. As for the rest of you turkeys, wait your turn.
Oh, and whilst the tick-sheet says you should always drop yer' escorts and run rather than be the useful idiot who sticks around and takes one for the volk, I sure as hell wouldn't want to fly with you at my back. Maybe half a klick in front, you get what I'm spellin' out here?
Christoph Gneisenau has been accepted into the Reichsarbeitergesellshaft at Arbeiter rank.