Dmitry listened to Kristina's answer and look on another recruit. He was standing silent. Dmitry waited for three seconds, but no reply has followed. He nervously exhaled and grabbed his colt. In half a second he aimed into his heart and pulled trigger. Recruit fell down, lying in pool of blood.
Dubovik looked on Kristina. That what happens when you dont follow orders of Field Marshal. Now follow me.
He lead Kristina to private office. He pointed her at seat, but himself was standing near window, looking at the sun of Omega 50. After Kushchyenko took her seat, Dmitry asked her question, without even turning back to face her.
So, comrade Kristina. What makes you think that you are worth to serve into Coalition's Army? We do not accept weak or stupid. Any reasons for me to think you are not one of these kinds?
Dubovik was looking at the sun, awaiting for the answer.