SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Mendel was enjoying a mug of coffee, standing in his office reading over batches of newspapers that were spread out across the large table in the office.

The Trotsky had been commissioned by Colonel Razin for Katz to use as a diplomatic cruiser. One of the latest designs to come out of Mykolaiv research station. But in all his years with the Coalition, Mendel had yet to hear of Katz ever actually using the Trotsky. Its primary role had become recruitment, and that had meant, the big office he was in now bore the scars of the in-numerous interviews that had gone on inside it.

The blood in the cracks of the table. The bullet holes hastily patched in the walls, and the scorched edges of the books.

He adjusted his tie, looking up at the next applicant, "Well come the Frak in, or Frak the Frak off!" He bellowed.

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