SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Vorshevsky stared down the recruit for 5 more seconds. During that time, Lev could have swore he saw the Commisar smile. A small one, almost impossible to see with the naked eye, but it was there.

"Your right, I do not know if you are a spy or not." The officer said as he motioned to the guards.

"One of you get a towel down here hmm?"

Just as quickly, the guard came back and handed Vorshevsky a clean towel. The officer tossed it to the injured and bleeding recruit.

"Wipe yourself off, your bleeding."

As Vorshevsky showed a sarcastic smirk, Lev managed to bring himself back onto the chair as the Commisar paced slowly back and forth behind him.

"You said you knew what you wanted to become, what exactly is it?"

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Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution