Getting recruited
Introduction
Shuhrat Kessikbayev is a man in his thirties, He lives in Moscow and works with his friend in a Nuclear Power Plant to get by. Shuhrat doesn't mind the fact this job is dangerous. He is happy to enough that he can work. When he was twenty he left his home country Uzbekistan behind and crossed the border to Russia. He thought he could find easy work here but his hopes were crushed. Five years he wandered the streets of Moscow in search of a job, And now that he finally found one he wasn't going to let it slip.
Shuhrat is in the control room, It is his job to keep a close eye on the temperature of the Reactor. "How's the heating going" A man said as he walked into the room. "As usual nothing, out of the ordinary" Shuhrat replied. Shuhrat had made a friend in his time on the streets, Peter Chernikov. Peter is the only person he knows in Moscow. "Well I'm going to check on the Reactor one last time before our shift is over" said Peter. "If you do it under fifteen minutes I'll get you a beer when we are done" Shuhrat replied. "I will make sure you keep that promise" Peter laughed as he went to go check on the reactor.
Five minutes later Shuhrat heard a muffled scream coming from the reactor room. He cautiously and silently sneaked to the door. He opened the door and it creaked loudly.
Dammit, I hope they didn't hear that. Shuhrat thought. It was completly silent…. It seems they didn't. He thought again. Then out of nowhere aggressive footsteps could be heard from down the hall. Shuhrat quickly ran back to the control room and hid under a nearby desk. "Fuck! Why did I decide to work overtime?" Shuhrat said under his breath. A quick thought entered His mind that he could overpower the person that was after him. Shuhrat was a rather muscled man being 1.80 Meters tall and weighing 85 Kilograms he could easily take down most people. But those thoughts were quickly shattered as he heard multiple men entering the room. He saw a total of sixteen boots, Which meant eight people. He decided to take a quick peek at the intruders. They had black army boots on with a world war II Soviet uniform. On their right shoulder they wore a red insignia with a sickle and hammer. Every single one of them had an AK-47 or a Makarov Handgun. "Where do you think the scum went Alexsandr?" One of the Intruders said. "Shut your mouth! And follow me." Another Intruder replied. This last one clearly having authority over the others. The leader ran off and the rest of the intruders followed him. When he was sure they were gone Shuhrat got up from under the desk and ran into the reactor room. When he entered the reactor room he scoured the room for his friend Peter. Untill his eyes fell on a rather odd looking structure in the middle of the room. He stood there frozen into place when he noticed what it was... It's a bomb! Shuhrat thought. Shuhrat quickly rushed towards the bomb. And opened a panel and saw a few switches and buttons. To his relief he saw that the bomb was designed in the same way the reactor was designed. This meant he could de-activate it. If I remember correctly I should cut this wire so power to the security overlay goes off. Shuhrat cut the wire. Well the bomb didn't explode so that is a plus. Shuhrat thought nervously. Now it's only a matter of finding the power switch… The bomb began beeping. Out of panic Shuhrat quickly flicked a switch. As a result the lights on the inside of the bomb went out. Fuck! Think fast. The bomb was now frantically beeping quicker and quicker and quicker and then... It shut down. I knew it was the left switch. Shuhrat thought to himself. Then he thought of Peter again. Shuhrat had decided to go look outside for him.
The Power plant was located on a mountains overlooking the city. When Shuhrat arrived outside through the main door, He saw no sign of Peter. He looked over Moscow and wondered what could have happened. Shuhrat was deep in thought when a red glow appeared in the corner of his eye. His eyes widened when more and more red glows appeared. They were explosions. The attack on the Power plant was just one of many. What mad ideology could drive people to such lengths to bomb an entire city. Shuhrat thought.
Later that night he roamed the streets of Moscow. Loud sirens could be heard everywhere. The whole city was in a panic. I will probably get questioned by the police tomorrow. he thought. Shuhrat stood still for a moment he had the strange feeling someone was watching him. He turned around and saw a fist coming right for him. Than everything turned to black
"Awh my head hurts" Shuhrat grunted. "Well you did fall quite badly, Oh and sorry for the punch" Said a strange voice. Shuhrat was laying on a bed, A bunk bed to be exact. He sat right up and asked. "Where am I, and who are you?" The other man looked down and chuckled a bit. He than said. "I'm not allowed to tell you my full name, But you can call me red CT. Lets get straight to the point. Are you the one who defused the bomb?" "How do you know I did that?" Shuhrat replied. "I'll take that as a yes, Well than I have a job for you" red CT said. "How much does it pay?" Shuhrat replied quickly. "More than enough" red CT chuckled. "You see, I am from the Spetnaz and we could really use your skills in our team" the man explained. Shuhrat was a bit taken back by this question. The Spetnaz?!.. Shuhrat tried to look at the face that was talking to him but it was to dark to see. "So do you want the job or not, This is an one time offer" The man said. "Well as long as it pays I'm in." Shuhrat replied. "Alright then, Go get your rest. We will start training tomorrow morning" And with that red CT left the room.