Commissar Gorodetsky, blowing cigar smoke at the recruit, swung back on his seat.
He toyed with his pistol, sitting it on the desk in front of him as he offered the recruit some advice.
"Be careful what you read, son."
He stood up, holstering the gun, staring at the young man.
"Sub-Lieutenant Geusau, you will swear to follow orders to the letter, regardless of personal opinion. You are no longer an individual, you are a part of a greater whole. You now serve the people."
He almost smiled as he offered his hand for Geusau to shake.
"Welcome to the Coalition. Go suit up and get some of those Alliance bastards!"
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