He lay on the dirty cold ground, crushing dry grass under him. The bodies of his dead brothers also lay around. He didn’t call for help, firstly, he was too proud, and secondly, he no longer had the strength, and there was no one to call... He didn’t remember who shot him... Although this is no longer important in any case, because the group of invaders is still it has already made its way to the Chernobyl nuclear power plant. Well, nothing... A worthy rebuff awaits them there.

His eyelashes trembled, as did his whole body from pain and strange hunger. The Monolith's voice slowly faded away in head. The Divine Crystal soon became completely silent and the stalker in white camouflage closed his eyes, expecting death from bleeding or from a pack of hungry mutated dogs.