Commissar Blevins looked down his nose at the scruffy trooper who stood before him. The trooper was doing his level best to not to care. He glanced around the command tent, his eyes falling more than once on the Commissar's decanter of amasec.
"Go over it one more time, Trooper Nash." The trooper winced and held up his finger.
"I prefer to go by Bash, sir." he said with a smile. The Commissar rolled his eyes, not bothering to hide his distaste with the man
"Trooper. Nash. Explain to me why you were seen disobeying direct orders."
Bash's face adopted a look of complete shock. He scooted his chair closer and placed his hands on the commissar's desk.
"Sir, I did no such thing." The commissar stood, slamming a hand down on his desk and pointing out his tent with the other.
"Don't you lie to me, Trooper! I saw you abandon your position in your Leman Russ! I saw you drive right into the enemy trench networks! Do you mind explaining your actions?!"
"Oh." Bash said with a smile. "You mean that. Yeah, I did that."
"Explain yourself, Trooper!" The commissar barked.
"That's easy, sir. Ya see. I'd been shelling the enemy position for hours. Went right through my entire stockpile of ya know, we Chem-Dogs ain't high on the Munitorum's list for resupply. So I says to myself, 'Bash, how can I keep doing my Imperial duty and kill me some heretics?' Well, sir. I figured if I can't shoot them, I can crush them beneath my treads. So I drove right up into the trenches and aimed 'er right at them filthy Chaos worshippers! Ya shoulda heard dem squeal as I ran them down. That'll teach them ta turn their backs on the God-Emperor."
The commissar's eyes narrowed.
"You disobeyed your orders and left position." Bash narrowed his eyes.
"Are ya tellin' me I shouldn't be killin' dem heretics, sir?"
"No."
"Are you saying I should've let the heretics keep their position, sir?"
The commissar sat and balled his hands into tight fists.
"No."
"Then what exactly did I do wrong?"
The commissar was quiet for several long minutes.
"Dismissed, Trooper Nash."
Bash smiled and stood with a salute. He turned to leave and stared at the amasec once more.
"Can I have a drink, sir?"
"GET OUT!"