SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Alica stood up from her desk and pointed at Recruit Kasheyev.

There's a transport out back. I suggest you get on it.

The commotion that had transpired outside and even now in front of her was amusing to say the least. A father throwing a mere boy to the wastes of Volgograd meant that the boy must have done something terrible in his life to warrant such an abandoning.

What was worse, it was a Rhino that sped back up into the Atmosphere. How did a symbol of Libertonian greed, corruption and capitalism make it's way to JiangXi without being shot down?

Suspecting spies, foul play and a million other things in her mind - Alica sat back slowly and carefully. Like a graceful swan, she showed nothing on her face of her next move. Tapping a few keystrokes on her laptop - It summoned the Orbital Defence Fighter wings. Her directions were understood and within a few minutes - Alica was delivered a delightful time stamped show of the lead fighters gun camera. Bits of the Rhino were now falling back towards Volgograd, none of which would survive re-entry.

Now for the boy. Alica was not one to get her hands dirty so she summoned a Commissar from the waiting transport. It was again a few moments before he arrived.

Recruit... Eddy?

The boy, unknowing of his coming fate, was led to a small room ajacent to where the Premier sat looking at communications she had past to him. He did not look up, or acknowledge the Commissar.

Well. You're clearly a spy. We watched that whole drama unfold in front of us. If that man was your "father", he deserved to die treating a mere child like that. If he was your handler, however - it would make more sense. And clearly, deserved to die. Oh and he did.. spectacularly I must admit. The cockpit was ripped open and he wasn't wearing a space-suit. He was suffocated, frozen, depressurised and then burnt up in the atmosphere. Quite a combination.

He circled around the boy staring intently at him and produced a knife in his right hand.

As for you. If your father abandoned you here, you must have committed some sort of crime, piracy or be brainwashed in such a way as to harm the Coalition. If you're here because of some sort of hidden agenda from our enemies, they will find so such success today.

He charged at the boy and stabbed him in the heart.

You are not worth a bullet.

Two warbots entered the room and ushered the Commissar out. One was armed with a flamethrower, the other with an freeze gun. The freezing fog engulfed the boy freezing him into a statue complete with icicles. The second warbot engulfed the ice sculpture with blue burning flames, reducing the sculpture to nothing more than fluid and dust which slowly drained it's way under the floor and out under the complex.

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