Eingehende Ãbertragung...
[color=#FF0000]Source:beknownst to you
Target:Red Hessian Army officials
Subject: 5rd Report
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Sehr geehrtes Obercommando of the Red Hessians!
These are some excerpts of my personal log, that I want to share with you as my field reports.
[font=Garamond]Day 25:
[color=#FFFFFF]*Engine sounds are heard*
Who could have thought that Rheinwehr Soldiers are so chatty?
Ahm, yea THIS is basically more then I expected...
No need to pay horrendous sums to greedy Junkers for Intel. No need to sneak behind the occasional prison
transporter to find the location of their secret prison station...
All I really needed to do was getting cought! Here is what happened:
Well, on my way to an appointment with a fink, things started to get ugly when I ran into a RM patroll.
[color=#FFFFFF]*Shield buzzing*
Whoops, microasteroids! Ermm.. where was I...?
Ah yes:
my best confusion tactics were of no use. After hours of endless chasing, the ice got thinner for me.
Even after trying subterfuges and spinning them around for a while they did not lose track. Like wolves, they stayed on my tail.
Getting closer.
Closer.
Closer!
*sights*
After the unevitable CD there was no way out. My ship was completely surrounded by Soldiers!
They were not very keen about hearing Stories of my past, they wanted to send my sorry butt right to...
VIERLANDE.
That's the clue I was looking for! Overeagerly one of their rookies dropped that word. Foolish to give away secret information. At last there is some hope to find my father.
Military then was quite unlucky again, thanks to the Reavers. Else I would have been reunited with my father, much sooner then expected.
*Engine roaring louder*
Woawoawoawoa... Kruger, not so fast...
You got some nice load of cargo there. Wanna share that wealth with the Red Hessians? No?
