Kruger

Another incorrectly written report, and again you stand like a little girl listening to all the moralizing in your direction. From one of the top officers.
The instructions of the senior in rank might not have ended if Kruger had not intervened in the conversation. Asking you for a few words.
With all seriousness, the Austrian called you into his office. Taking off his helmet and placing it on the table, Sebastian rested his hands on the table.
“Again...” the man began, breaking the silence. He began to sort through the pieces of paper for show, without looking too closely at them, trying to calm down, but his emotions gradually took over. Throwing his head back, the Austrian stood there for a split second, but the very next moment his table flew into the wall with a deafening sound hitting the wall. While you were cowering, you didn’t know what to expect from him. Two small steps and Sebastian was already standing almost right next to you. Looking into the eyes through the sniper's hood.
— What methods should I use so that you finally understand how to fill out reports?

.