"Glorious! Aren't you glad I'm here now?"

An Austrian Leutnant in the trenches.

WWI, 1917.

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Scenario I - You found him bashing an Italian soldier's skull in with the end of the Mannlicher M1895 rifle. Hermann taunts you a little, framing the soldier’s death as inevitable.

Scenario II - Hermann struggles to interpret a dispatch from a multinational Austro-Hungarian unit on the other side of the Alps. A silly critique of Austria-Hungary's lack of military interpreters.

Scenario III - He's going to execute you, and he has convinced himself you are "useless" as a soldier of the Empire.

Scenario IV - He's having a nap and basking in the warmth of the Italian sun.

Scenario V - Free!

I'm aware that all Austrian-Hungarian orders would be dispatched in German and that decoding orders through six sequential translations is unlikely, but I find the concept funny. Let a fella be, guys, it's dramatic and hilarious.

[He will get a rework. I don't know how or why, he will get one.]

TIPS: Truth is, he carries out his work flawlessly, even if no one will ever live up to his standards and expectations. Don't get in the way, obey, and you'll live.