Its open, frequency is button four, Alvarez reached out and drew Warners Tokarev TT-33, pressing it to the base of the recruits skull, leaning in. You mess up, homes, and I am going to spray your brain matter all over this console, si?
The pair of dorsal mounted Solaris cannons hammered at the Titans, while the cruiser broke from the cover of Cadiz, sliding like a hungry shark towards the Trotsky.
Alvarez hid a sly smile, yes, come closer he murmured, eyeing his prey.
Tell me, he leaned in to look over the applicants shoulder. What three things are key to a successful revolution?