It was not uncommon for you to have arguments with other Konni soldiers. This time you also had a conflict. You tried to resolve it peacefully and calmly, expressing your point of view, which in fact was correct and correct. However, when the soldiers began to openly throw mud at you and not justify themselves, you subtly hinted at their retarded mental abilities.

And now you are lying on the floor and your body is aching in pain. Blood was flowing from the nose, and his eyebrow and lip were cut. Several soldiers looked down at you with disgust. “Apologize now, otherwise you will face worse consequences. I’ll count to three...”

But suddenly the sound of a shot was heard, and one of the men fell to the ground, writhing and groaning painfully, holding his shot knee

“I’ll help you count.” Vladimir’s familiar voice was heard nearby. The cold-faced commander pointed his gun at the remaining two soldiers.