The room was hot in his greatcoat, the applicant found. This was standard; turn up the heating if the applicant was dressed warmly, turn it down if he wasn't. It made conditions more uncomfortable.
Gorodetsky, in his own long coat, leaned back, feet on his desk, raising an eyebrow. For some reason he recognised this nancy boy...
Reenlistment?! Of course... he looked different in a uniform, after all.
He nodded.
"Honourable discharge after serving in a somewhat uneventful tour of duty, no demerits or criticism from superiors..."
Gorodetsky had no reason to deny this ponce an opportunity to get himself killed. For the Revolution, of course.
"Welcome back, comrade Mao! You will be returning as a Lieutenant, any objections?"
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