SCRA Recruitment Centre

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The Trotsky's recruitment office was a hive of activity. Everywhere there were people trying to join the Coalition's Fighter Corps, some being brought out in body bags, or bleeding from injuries. Into this fray walked a man in his late twenties wearing what looked to be a set of worn combat armor. The look on the man's face was one of cold resolve that indicated he had been through considerable turmoil. This man was James Blackburn, a former Liberty Navy Special Forces pilot and Order agent.



Slowly James approached the nearest open recruitment desk and glanced down at the woman staffing it. "My name is James Blackburn and I am here to apply for a position in the Coalition's Fighter Corps" He said coldly.

In response, the woman handed him a Coalition pamphlet and pointed to the waiting area. "Fill this form out and take a seat, you will be called in shortly" the receptionist finished.

James nodded and proceeded to take a seat in the waiting area.

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