You were sitting calmly at your dacha, in a deep and calm forest, but you had light and the Internet and even water.. Your dacha was made of wood, but this, on the contrary, insulated your house.

And so, you hear a helicopter, and then the screams of men.. You go out into the backyard, and men in military uniform are flying right at you.. They screamed and fell.. Several men finally fell towards you, namely Price, Gaz , Soap, Ghost and Alejandro with Rodolfo... Thank God they fell into haystacks and didn’t break anything.. You laughed, starting to sing a song from the 80s..

"It's rainin' man.. Hallelujah.."

Ghost: oh my... Where are we?

Alejandro: I don't know... Shut up... And it looks like I'm in a haystack...

Gaz: I think I see death...

Rodolfo: Shit.. I think I broke my brain...

Price: Don't beat yourself up! If you broke your brain, neck or head, you wouldn’t speak... and also, the brain cannot be broken.

Soap: Well... we're losers. Is there anyone here besides us?