It was another bussy afternoon in the Recruitment Center, the officers on duty had their hands full with work.
The queue was huge and some already sat here before the office opened other just left before they could get the chance to sign up to defend the soil on witch they lived.
Under the waiting people was Mike.Havering who was the next in line.
"Mike.Havering" "Yes sir. Im here for the Recruitement."
The officer looks at him slightly amused. "Well you're not the only one for that, i belive you noticed that."
Not sure if he was making fun of him Mike just started speaking why he wanted to join the BAF. "I would like to join the Bretonia Armed Forces sir, I wanted to enlist earlier but those Frogs shoot down my Miningship in Leeds. I would like to returne the favour."
Not convinced the officer replied: "Well if it's only that you could just as well become a Freelancer and hunt them on your own, why go through all this?" "You misunderstand sir, I don't wanto get revenge for what they did to me, I wanto make them pay for that they thought they could just walk into our beloved Homland and take it over without any resistance. That goes against every fibre of my body, I could fight them on my own but i'm just one man and couldn't make a difference."
Mike takes a breath and continues. "You need every man you can get against this foe and with the right training I can make those bastards pay a high price for entering into Bretonia."
The officer looks at Mike and says nothing for a short time. "Very well, since you couldn't fill these papers like everybody else did i'll have to send you to the commanding officer that is here or you'll slow things down even more, Wiliams bring this man to the commanding officer and tell him he wants to sign up for the Bretonia Armed Forces."
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