Sergey was even more scared now. fear gripped him and his vocal chords. He fought it back.
"Comrade Commissar My mother is Helga Litvenko, she still lives here on Zevezdny. What my father did in the Omega Campaign is known to him and those who served with him. All I ever got were glorified stories. How his fighter wing tore through legates like paper, flew against the Rheinland dogs and came back without a scratch, and such stuff, maybe not lies, but certainly not the whole truth."
Sergey sucked in another lungful of air, before the Commissar could breath more in his face.
"It is my desire to fight the filthy Corsairs, even if there were an ounce of Corsair blood in my veins I would fight them. It is my desire to fight all those who stand against the Coalition."
As he spoke his words were getting more violent, his ire being raised.
"I will fight for the Coalition I will shout those who fight us down. For the Revolution!"
As he said the last words, he deflated somewhat, catching his breath he hoped he'd not made a mistake.
Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.