As a blaring siren howled over the wharf, the workers returned to their duties.
//Zurück an die Arbeit, Schicht der Gruppe dreizehn beginnt in einer Minute.//
Singular pins and pieces found their place, the copious amounts of resources reworked, heated and made into shape, formed to the will of the designers.
Pieces upon pieces of Kruppstahl being arranged and welded together, forming a larger casemate.. undiscernable for spying eyes in the darkness of the deep depths of...... well, that is a good question, where actually?
The location is undiscernable as the only border seen around are rough walls hewn into stone, with gangways and tunnels scattered around, heavy machinery on the ground and in the air helping to build... something of massive proportions.
As the Reich strengthened is grasp in this galaxy, something could be noticed for the observant onlooker: There is a deficit in resources, meaning somewhere resources are going and not returning, and it isn't a small amount either. Where these resources are going and what they are being used for is currently unknown.. but something is happening. Something being worked on, designed and perfected in the cold heart of the Reich. Something with so much potential that there are no logs or records of it to be found anywhere for an observer.. In these trying times, caught in a grinding wheel named the Vaiaelon and the GBE soon to be activated, what are the Germans actually building? What is so important that key resources are being pulled from the war machine to work on this secret project?
The gate of Klein-Glogau was being rebuilt by the border force of the GSR just like any other gate as the worker Klaus-Heinz, being the electrician he is, connects two wires.*
Karl-Heinz is instantly fried as he has shortcircuited the system, a wave of electromagnetic energy rushes over the gate, rendering it useless and open...
"Ah, scheiße.. das müssen wir reparieren, bevor sich noch was reinschleicht."
"Quatsch, was soll sich denn reinschleichen, du paranoider Sack? Komm, wir machen erstmal Mittagspause."
A map of the Reich for navigation. It needs to be translated before being able to be used properly.
(Disclaimer: This is an infiltration event, please consider this when thinking about joining the event. A group of five individuals should be the maximum. The story will further unravel as the event continues. Also pls no gods or stuff like that thanks xD)