The Sabre with Red Hessian IFF was parked in Trotsky's hangar bay. Vilen Helbrecht has found a recruitment office, got the number and waited for his turn.
The screen flashed with "36". It was his time.
"Tovarish Commissar, my name is Vilen Helbrecht. I have been fighting capitalism and corporations of my Vaterland for a long time, but i've realized that there is a larger war i must take part in. The goal of Coalition, as far as i understand, is a Sirius-wide communistic government, with all the mankind in this sector united forever in friendship and labour. This is why i said goodbye to my Hessian comrades who focus on Rheinland alone and arrived here in my personal fighter craft. Well, i guess, it was my personal craft until i docked here. Anyway, i would like to apply for the Coalition fighter corps membership. I am not a green recruit, i know how to pilot fighters and bombers, my family knew something about ancient history and made sure i'd know about our Sol past, hence the name, so i believe i can be useful for the glorious Coalition."