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Nobody appreciated your tactics in Mittelsosalia. Not the common trooper in the Griffon Battalion, not the Republic, nor their Ellowian allies, but neither did the enemy you fought. If your enemy dreaded you, it didn’t matter if your allies sneered in disrespect. After all, the Kaiser’s Crows, like it or not, didn’t lose, and were never surprised. The Armored Recon company was put through the wringer, and oftentimes one of the Panzer companies found themselves playing scout as well. Your own higher command didn’t argue with the results.
“I’m sure that neither my old boys or the Luftpanzer Demi-Battalion want to be called the Kaiser’s Crows, though,” you commented to Winnifred with a shrug and a splaying of palms, “I’ll take credit for never losing though. Just not a name to boast about to the ladies.”
Winnifred raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise. “You share company with ladies?”
“Aw, don’t sell yourself short.” You weren’t going to tell your kid that she was anything but. “…Y’know, Eike’s gonna know everything there is to know about his dad. You sure you don’t want me to tell him anything more? Guide him some way. A mother deserves that.”
Winnifred didn’t need to think about it. “You know how to be a proper role model to a boy, Reinhold. A pure heart will serve him best.”
Pure heart. Ha. Well, you’d become less <span class="mu-i">fun</span> this past year, according to the worst influences. Maybe she had a point. “You can come see him. I’ll bring him over. Would you like that?”
