The Commissar, wished he were drinking something stronger than weak sludge coffee, shrugged as Resnov gave his answer.
He then shot him in the kneecap with his pistol as he lifted it again to train on the smelly Miner.
He didn't pause to take in the look on the man's face as it contorted with pain.
"You, Moron! What do you think this is, a social club? Were you lost on your way to the Spa and decided to come and take up some of my valuable time with your snivelling drivel?!"
He turned to yell out of the doors at Alicia who was cowering behind her desk.
"Seriously, where do you find these people!?"
He suppressed a scream of rage as he holstered one of his two pistols and took a deep drink from his coffee cup.
'So you can start by telling me what the true nature of Coalition Communism is, starting with the Social Credit and moving on'¦ to say the purpose of the Ministry of Plenty'¦ get started, or learn to breath through the holes I drill in your chest...'
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