The Lone Wolf

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[Neural network - Adolf Neumann. Track 26. 11 \ February 819 AS.]

Location: New Berlin.



Adolf was sitting in his office on Planet New Berlin. The clouds were slowly going across the gray sky of this planet of snow and rain. He was feeling empty from inside and completely exhausted after those months of useless paperwork he was working with.

"Very important and interesting work". Oh that Major in MND Center surly got the sense of humor. God damned place was in the east part of the city surrounded by business centers and smaller offices. The sign on the entrance was "Yanovski and Co, car repair and used stuff". Of cause no one could know that there is a local MND center inside that old building.

The ring of phone broke the silent of room.

"Ja. Adolf speaking. Ja. .. Guten Tag herr Drum. Ja, we have received that last report. Analytics are working with the data. Ja, wait a minute mein herr."

Adolf turned to his partner. It was young agent Carl Maintz.

"Hey Carl, how it's going with your investigation? Herr Drum wants the results."

Carl: "Don't ask.. eh, we are not getting anywhere while just sitting in that office, but they are asking us for results and not letting us into the play. Tell him we are all stacked until we'll receive an orders to finally move in our ships from the hangars"

"Aw, damn you. Well, if something it was all your fault" *He chuckled*

Carl: "F* you Adolf! I'm really getting rusty here, just make sure we'll not get thrown away from Military."

"Herr Drum? Ah, sorry for delay. That investigation you gave us... mhm, we are experiencing some unforeseen difficulties... Ja.. Ja.. We understand. Ja."

He paused.

"Herr Drum, we are pinned down here, not much we can do with this without going into the field... Understood."

The phone silenced for a minute.

"Ja, i'm still on it. Mein herr, with great honor. Ja. Ja. We will begin as we speak. Ja. All materials according this operation will be transfered to Alpha-Seven-Six. Versdaten."

"Hey Carl, looks like we have a job, pack your stuff, we are moving to the Military base in 20 minutes. Seems like old ladies wants our wraithes in space. Finally!"

*He smiled*

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