If you got some spare time

[BillG8s]

Thoose that are undesirable for work in the prisons, death row guys and just mad scum.
And the cost for a gouverment to build up such a force is near to none.
A meat shield that advances in front of the "real" forces ready to soak up the enemy fire
and do what little damage they can.

########Secured transmission########
*******Connecting*******
~~~Input decryption code: ******
~~~Code validated~~~

File on display:
John Reisman

Inmate, number 34779, Prison station Fairbanks.

Crime: Disobeying a direct order, murder.
Sentence: Death by any appropriate means.

Brief:

John Reisman used to be a perspective lieutenant. He was a hot headed young pilot, always ready to disobey an order if he thinks it's wrong, without thinking of further implications of his actions.

Crime:

During a classified operation in Alaska system, he was ordered by his superiors to attack an Order patrol while in combat conditions against the Nomad incursion. He disobeyed, and instead took his wingman and himself against the Nomads, afterwards ignoring Order personell. When he got back to base, he was attacked his superior, killing him with the metal bar chair in a short fight that happened during is questioning and debriefing. He is currently on death-row, waiting to be executed.

:::Fairbanks Prison:::
:::Location Classified:::
:::The death row wing:::


*A dark slim figure appears at John Reisman's cell*
-I can give you a chance, a chance to redeem yourselfe.
*He leans closer and his large nose makes him almost seem like an vulture*
-Or maby you lowlife murder prefer the death that awaits you in this godforsaken place?

*the escorting servitor guard slams at the side wall with his fist*
-Inmate number 34779! Are youreceiving the officers vocals?!


*Newly reassigned Colonel Teg Leto walks away from the cell*

How the hell was he going to put up a new Fighting force. Well atleast this youth seemd to think of the offer, more to say than from most inmates on this wing. If i did not know better i would think half of these guys are
hooked up with a jellybrain, Teg murmured to himself.

-What sir?
-nah nothing, just some loud thinking. Exactly how far have we gone yet servitor?
-85% ready sir, just a few cells left.

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Simply the best red ship ever