Raine, oh dear! First the Princess, now this Prussian prince. Why does trouble follow Obi?

Obi spent the rest of the day exploring the aerodrome and meeting Fliegers of Kasta 17. The slim orderly introduced him to his observer and the airplane’s commander. He was younger than Otto, but so was everyone else on the base. Or at least it looked like it. Appearance wise, on the other hand, he looked ten years older than von Kenobi. It was combat stress. The man his age should never have grey hair, nor dark circles under his eyes like Karl-Albert Gunther. He was an amiable man, not too serious despite his position. It appears the two will make an effective team. They’ve discussed the operations and procedures expected during their time in the air. “- Definitely stay away from those infernal Nieuports and de Havillands ... In fact, let’s get out at the first sign of trouble.” Gunther’s advice sounded convincing to Otto. He definitely wanted to avoid trouble. After a few Schnapps together in the Kasino, Otto retired to his quarters. It was a long day and tomorrow morning he will fly his first mission. He dreamt of the Princess.

"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys,
The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain,
From out of my arse take the camshaft,
And assemble the engine again."