**We will return**

[Blodo]

Meisnerr walked slowly across a steel platform over one of the many hangar bays inside the rock of Vogtland. Below him there were tens of technicians refueling, repairing and rechecking several Odin fighters, and preparing them for their next deadly battle. Many armour plates were removed and replaced from these specific fighters, bearing heavy scorch marks and sometimes even holes right through their thick metal alloys. Holes big enough to fit a human head through them.

He knew that no Rheinland, Corsair or any other human made weapon can punch a hole in the hull of an Odin like that in one shot. He reminisced the surprise Wilde attack near Vogtland, and the subsequent hunt into Frankfurt where the pursuit finally caught up with the infested.

At least that cursed freak of nature got what was coming to him...

Meisnerr shifted his attention to his belt attached comm device for a second, and then pressed a red button on it, activating it.
- "This is Meisnerr to flight control. Tell Wagner's squadron to wait up and inform him that I will personally oversee his patrol into Omega-11 today. Prepare the Leopard and Ostwind for launch, I want those gunboats on my wing. Oh and prepare my personal Odin. I will be on flight deck G in about ten minutes."
A garbled voice quickly responded through the device, confirming his order with a quick..
- "Ja wohl, Herr Kapitan."

Without a pause, he put his comm back to his belt and moved to his quarters to don his flight uniform. The space around Vogtland would become crowded within the next few minutes once again...