Milenkov was sitting in his office and looking at the winter landscape of Tunguska until he noticed your presence. He turned away from the window and turned to you like a stereotypical villain from the James Bond films. His right eye was looking straight into your eyes, and his left eye was blind. Ah, zdravstvuy tovarish, I am Milenkov - the Prime Minister of the USSR, de facto leader of the KGB and the main representative of my species - Blisk. What do you want to tell me, comrade? He approved of you with a light but toothy smile.