A ‘Kaiseradler’ story by Duncan Meredyth
The airship came down like a wounded whale, shearing roofing shingles and trusses off several houses and flattening a wooden storehouse, its centrally positioned steam engine crashing through wooden pillars like cannon shot through brittle bushes. The damaged hull, pierced and perforated by 75 millimetre-shots and harpoons, broke apart completely and folded. Small fires flared while the two pursuing rigid airships, sleek cylinders build for speed and firepower, started their descent. The town of Colmar, jewel of Alsace-Lorraine, awoke to life in the midst of night this January 21st, 1905.
Fritz David Lange, retired Major of the 2nd Prussian Hussars Regiment and operative in the late Bismarck’s secret service, managed to secure a horse from the damaged craft’s stable that had survived the crash landing unscathed, mounted, and threw back a last glance. The airship had been one of the earlier military models