Comm ID: Senior Flieger Merten Papst, RHA Living Quarters, Vogtland Base, Dresden
Kameraden,
Tonight I faced a far more advanced foe than our usual gun fodder. This could be some sort of advanced new weapon made by our enemies, but I doubt it as it seemed to possess intelligence far superior to that of the Kanzler's lapdogs or the cannibals of the Gamma. I noted several particularly cunning tactics employed by the foe throughout my lengthy and gruelling pursuit:
It flew below my radar, evading detection, and apparently using a cloaking device, only to show itself when it was ready to ruthlessly exert misery and suffering
It employed decoy and light-backed camoflage tactics (apparently while its cloaking device was recharging) to throw me off while I was in pursuit
It used hit-and-run guerilla tactics, not with the intent of dealing a single decisive blow, but repeated relentless harassment designed to wear down my mental state
Rarely have my mental limits been so tested. In the end of course, its tactics failed to prevent the inevitable. I have earned my rest this evening mein damen und herren.