"I am not bluffing. You have seen what happens to people who don't meet our standards... Speaking of which. Vargas." She clicked the fingers on her free hand and two Marines grabbed Vargas.
"You have been rejected. I would have killed you, but I have orders to be lenient... The deceased Mister Ryzkhov arrived in a Starflier. You will be put in this Starflier and forcibly launched with coordinates to the Red Hessians' Ronneburg Base. If you survive, and join their ranks, then when recruitment opens again you may feel free to return. For now... adios."
The Marines dragged Vargas out.
"As for you, Pekkala... How much do you know about our allies? The LWB. The Bundschuh. The Hessians. The Unioners."