Well well, more people to jettison out into spaceVorshevsky muttered as he entered the recruitment office. He sniffed around as the smell of gunpowder and death already began to fill the area. After taking a quick glance around the Lounge he set his eyes on a recruit.
The SCRA recruitment officer pointed at Lev.
You, come with me
Two heavily-armored guards escorted Lev to a dark and gloomy room. Inside was simply a desk and two chairs, lit by a single lamp hanging down from the ceiling. The two Coalition guards stood sentry near the door.
Sit
Both men sat down opposite from each other; and to the recruits surprise, Vorshevsky gently set down a pistol in the middle of the table. He slowly leaned back into his chair, making himself comfortable
Tell me boy, do you think you can grab that gun before I can get to it?
Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution