SCRA Recruitment Centre

[Junes]

Xu hit his intercomm button.

"Alica, it seems we've got the lounge filling. Please send down Comrade Vorshevsky."

He lifted himself from the chair and calmly poked his head out the door. His eyes set upon Orlov waiting in the lounge. He pointed at the recruit.

"You pathetic excuse for a doorstop. Get in here before I get annoyed."

As the Commandant pointed with his fingers on on Orlov, his pulse instantly skyrocketed. He certainly didn't expect to be picked that soon. Vladimir arose from his chair and moved towards the office door where the Commandant stood in the doorstep. He slightly clenched his fists to prevent them from trembling in agitation.