27-12-2024, 08:41 PM
Quote:Comissar Radim was not a man who spoke much, for his presence was usually all he needed. There were few who were more meticulous and methodical than he, and it was for this reason that he was given the duties of inspection. The Supreme Leader demanded that all of the newly expanded mines were meeting quotas - and Radim was dispatched to see that his will was done.
The Legionary guards stood motionless as the officer walked through the entrances, their eyes betraying their fears of what would happen if the mines were not up to standards. The manager was by Radim's side, talking in a rushed voice, to hide his own fear. He knew that Radim had no qualms about executing those who failed.
For his part, Radim rarely spoke. He was content to listen, and observe.
The mine he was in was one of the smaller ones, but every deposit was important for the Legion. The equipment was outdated, but it was kept clean and in working order. He ordered it turned on, and it was done, confirming it worked. He continued forward, as his cold eyes scanned the slaves that toiled away in the deepest parts of the mines.
They were thin, scarred, dejected, hopeless. Adults and children alike.
Excellent.
The manager swallowed as Radim stopped, and appraised one of the slaves who had passed out on the ground, a crate of mined material tumbled onto the ground. With a dispassionate expression, Radim pulled out his pistol and shot the slave, and continued walking, making no further comment.
The rest of the tour proceeded without incident, and when it was finished, Radim turned to the manager, who braced himself, waiting to hear the verdict. Radim inclined his head as he spoke.
Supreme Leader Sladek will be satisfied with current progress.