D21 Ivona Morozov
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    A cold night, somewhere in Saratov, 2267...

    Soldier 1: ALL OF YOU, MAKE TWO LINES. ONE AT A TIME. Д-21, gaurd that door.

    Д-21: Understood.

    Girl 1: STAY BACK!

    Girl 2: DONT TOUCH ME! She resists

    Soldier 2: Why not her, sergeant?

    Girl 1: PLEASE NOT HER! LEAVE HER ALONE!!

    Soldier 1: Are you stupid? Д-21 is state property, they'll kill me if I touch it.