### Incoming Transmission ###
ID - Oberfeldwebel August von Speer
Battle Report #15
Guten Tag meine Damen und Herren,
I bet this might sound strange... but I don't know what happened some hours ago. I was on a normal border patrol in Hamburg and was in command of our current pilots. The whole story started after Hauptgefreiter Chezberger returned from a patrol with two reserve pilots, namely John Devoy and Vrabcek.
Herr Chezberger was complaining of headaches, so I ordered him to visit the nearest medical officer for an inspection. He did not respond. I repeated my order... all I got was a static sound out of the speaker. He was drifting in the Hamburg high orbit. I repeated my order several times with the same result: Chezbergers Snubnose bomber was drifting towards the Hamburg athmosphere.
All attempts to prevent the upcoming catastrophe failed. Panically I rammed his ship in order to take away some speed. In this moment Herr Chezberger awaked and was kind of confused. I ordered to dock at Altona immedeately. This time the Hauptgefreiter followed my orders and moved his ship to docking bay 3.
After he arrived the medic station on Altona, I was contacted by the responsible medical officer, Frau Olga. She told me that Chezberger is in ward and is mumbling weird stuff, like "The light... they are so innocent!" I asked her to sedate Chezberger, because I wanted to investigate the background of this strange story.
Reserve pilot Devoy told me that they met some Colonial Remnant trader just before and that there was some strange tissue on the hull of his ship, an Atlas Class IMG hauling ship. On my question where this ship was then, he answered that the trader was last seen in Omega 3. I knew what this meant... we had a patrol some hours before in Omega 7 and the sensor efficiency is... nearly zero there. I wondered how they managed to detect this 'strange tissue' on the Colonials hull.
I opened my long range scanners and found the Colonial trader in Omega 3. His ID was =CR=Roxas[ISE]. I opened a communication stream to him and informed him about his possible involvement with this story and ordered him to Altona for further questions. Herr Devoy was sent to escort him through Rheinland. In my opinion we did not need more cases of lunatic persons running around. I advised him to be extremely cautious.
Suddenly I was cotacted by Frau Olga, that Chezberger was breaking out of the quarantine. At this point of time my mood dropped into the negative sector. I warned the security chief of Altona, Herr Hantz, that I wanted Chezberger back in one piece and without any flaws. Some things made sense at this point of time... I assumed a possible Nomad infestation of Chezberger and ordered to close down the trade lanes to Hamburg and seal all bays of Altona station. If this was the case, the danger had to be limited to a minimum.
After a short time Hantz called me that they found Chezberger and Olga... you won't believe it... hugging at the medic station. Naturally I was confused and not only a bit... both of them were mumbling weird stuff about innocents, lights, them... gah. I ordered to retain them in a total quarantine. Shall the MND scientists find out what happened to them.
A short time after, the Roxas arrived at Hamburg orbit. We initiated a complete system and hull scan, but nothing of this mysterious tissue had been found. Suddenly reserve pilot Devoy started to behave in a very... irregular way. He was drifting away from the station and he did not respond to my calls. I sent Vrabcek, the other reserve pilot to look after him, as I was responsible for the situation on Altona.
An explosion happened at one of the docking bays, when I was looking at the scan results of the Colonial Atlas ship. I was so surprised that I lost my pen, which is nearly deadly in the small cockpit of my Wraith. I saw a ship with Chezbergers identification code undocking from Altona. Security chief Hantz yelled at the communication channel: "He escaped!!" I was wondering how Chezberger managed to escaped the well trained security teams.
Chezberger was screaming like mad about THE ONE, THEM and other weird stuff and flew right under the Atlas to the air lock. I ordered him to retreat, but he didn't even react on my orders. His Snubnose docked at the Atlas and I saw a person jumping on board through a side scuttle. Naturally I warned the captain of the Roxas, that a lunatic Rheinland pilot was on his ship.
As a response I heard some guy called Jonas speaking and shots fired in the background. Not to mention the diplomatic results of such a incident... a Rheinland pilot going mad and slaughtering Colonial workers on a Colonial freighter. I know that our pilots are abled to do that. We are all well trained specialists. I decided to destroy Chezbergers Snubnose to prevent an escape of him. Afterwards I docked at the Roxas and jumped on board, too.
First of all... the ship was a wreck. Debris, bullet holes and broken machinery parts all around. Even some pipes were defect... steam was breaking out several lecks. I had a look at the deck navigation plan and ran in the direction of the bridge, with my weapon ready.
When I finally reached the bridge, I nearly did not trust my eyes... fire, blood, wounded people, noise.... how did Chezberger managed to do that amount of damage? I asked the captain where to look for our missing pilot, best and we decided that I will have a look at the engine room. So I ran down the decks to this room. Three entire decks... a long way in this huge Atlas class.
I finally arrived the engine room and saw only smoke everywhere. Chezbergers silhouette was somewhere in between the smoke coulds, yelling weird words of 'the one giving orders' and 'he will return' and such. I never saw him that way. I told him to stop whatever he was doing and come out. We need to talk about it... The answer was a bad aimed shot in my direction. I jumped behind some obstacle to prevent being hit occasionally.
Then... I don't know how to say. Chezberger walked out of the smoke some steps and suddenly his contours became soft, then squishy and out of the sudden he exploded in some syrup-like mush. (Note to self: Luckily this happened on the Roxas, so that I don't need to clean this up with a toothbrush.) I was shocked. He just exploded. I asked for some HazMat team down there to have a look at the material.
When I walked back to my Wraith, my communicator beeped. Chezberger. Now I was really confused. I saw him exploding just moments ago and now he was in space with his Snubnose awaiting orders? Am I becoming a lunatic myself? I asked him to report everything what happened and he only told me that he felt asleep and that the last thing he remembered was the meeting and inspection of the Roxas in Omega 7.
Now I don't know what happened exactly, this will show up a deep investigation of the MND, but I am lucky that we did not lose such a good pilot as Chezberger is. I will order some scientifical tests on him, so that we maybe will find out what happened with him.
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