Mendel pushed the chair over backwards, sending it and the recruit crashing to the floor.
"Comrade, don't be so scared... I know all too well about the Rhienlandic plot to infiltrate the Coalition."
Pete began to rise from the floor, when Commissar Mendel grabbed him by the neck, pressed the sidearm to his temple, and began screaming in his ear.
"Are you a Spy?!"
"Wha-"
"SPY! I KNEW it! I'll bloody KILL you, you slimy little sack of filth!"
"Hey! No, I'm no-"
"SPY!" Mendel cocked the pistol, then slammed the butt into the unfortunate applicant's head. "Kroo-koo-Kachoo! I have one of the slippery bastards!"
He smiled viciously, "yes, a decade of agents, sent one after the other trying to penetrate our ranks, spreading dissent and counter-revolution... your masters seriously didn't think when they sent you to us, did they?"