Well, looks like the problem is solved. The Sergeant Major said "Don't bother writing up a charge sheet- just get me some names." We had to do quite a bit of leaning on the victim, but he talked eventually. The perpetrator was a friend of the senior Flightline sergeant, and belonged to another unit. The friendship explains why the Flightliner was trying so hard to bottle this up. Being in a different command means that things get more complicated, but our Sergeant Major is going to charge the guy. So my part is done. Good riddance to bad rubbish.

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