Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5583506-20160110022355

Dmitri was absolute in his moral. Once he had decided to fight there was nothing that could sway him to turn back, no matter how overwhelming the odds. Aleksandra knew this however, it was the big comrade's biggest strength... and weakness. His skills in battle would be a devastating blow to her squad if he was to sacrifice himself for something as foolish as American gunfire.

While Dmitri readied himself with the minigun, Aleksandra leapt in from the side knocking the man with the duster to the ground before delivering a slash at the last of the soldiers aiming at her corporal.

"Dmitri, retreat to commanding office and report our status here!" she said as she readied himself for the American officer.

"No", said the brute.

"Dammit, Dmitri! That's an order! I will deal with this last one. He and his men has something the state would very much like to have back."

One could tell the hesitation Dmitri felt at leaving his admired captain out in the field with an American, but his loyalty was something that could never be bought for money. The words had come from her own mouth and he would do as he was told.