Oleg removed his cap, and sat in the chair.
"Da." He said, and sat for a moment, considering what to say.
"I have wanted to join the Fleet since I was but a small child comrade, and I am willing to die for our great nation." Oleg thought to himself again, before continuing. "I have been using the simulators for a long time, and I have been told I am good at them, so I thought to myself: 'I don't do enough for our nation, what can I do to do more?' And I have found the answer." Oleg smiled at Vicenta, before stating in a confident tone:
"Join the Fleet."
"My childhood life is not important. I am a very average man comrade. I did not do particularly well in my school days, and I did not do badly either." Oleg paused for a moment, and scratched his ear. "I have been working in a factory for most of my life after leaving school, making weapons and ammunition for our great army."
"Do you have any questions you would like me to answer further?" Oleg asked, begginning to become nervous from the silence of the Commisar.