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- Who knows. I'm more concerned about the circumstances we find ourselves in. Some guy lives his life, goes to work and shops, and nothing happens to him. But something happens to us, even when we do the same things, without even getting into the thick of it yet. That's how it was with me - the smoke drifts away into the invisible clouds in the gloom. - She was a nice girl; it will be hard without her. I hope that creature burns in hell, - he adds, referring to стрелка-87 and not Sheila. - Maybe he was some kind of spy, that's why he attacked you so fiercely, and he took her down in one blow. To raise a hand against a woman - I would have spat in his face in front of his ancestors, - and then suddenly reveals a well-known secret. - Listen, I'm fed up with this callsign; I can't stand hearing it anymore. Gen is my name, and I just made up Zabibu so that it would sound better in the arena. People don't have such funny names. Bychok also goes to "hell" - to the foot of the wall littered with calcitic corpses. - No one will hear anything from me; if Shiri allows it, we'll make it to morning without any new losses and complete the task, and then we'll see what hand fate deals us.