Antikiller 2: Antiterror Page #5

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Here is a call for you. - Write down the names, but don't connect anybody. - He says you should know, it's Uzhah.

An Uzhah Oduev, or something like that...

You must answer, by all means! - Put him through.

Who is it?

I... am the mayor of the city.

- Then listen to me.

I don't want to hurt anybody, but if we are attacked...

I'll have to make your citizens suffer.

Why should I believe you?

Go out on the balcony and count till three.

I think we have to go out.

Farewell, sister.

I am counting...one...two...three...

He is not bluffing.

I don't think her soul will go to paradise of Allah.

- Why not?

The explosion was too strong, it will be torn to pieces.

He is on the phone again!

Yes !

- And next time there will be thousands.

Let us leave quietly. Do you understand?

Yes, I understand!

Master, are you ready?

Akimov, what do you see?

A sniper in the deck cabin. 100% guarantee, I can work.

Nr. 1, Nr. 1... the birds are on their positions, ready to work.

Stay here!

They have fired at us! Open fire! I said, fire!

Voloshin, they have hostages!

- We don't negotiate with terrorists!

Fire !

Who is that a**hole ?

- Attention!

At the pier and the upper deck, I repeat, at the pier and the upper deck...Fire!

Give me the phone !

Boris Romanovich, a phone call.

- Put him through!

I am listening...

- What the f*** are you doing, stinker?

Listen what's happening here!

Order your soldiers to stop it...or I'll blow your f***ing city up!

Voloshin! - Yes, General. - Voloshin, back off!

Alexei Ivanovich...

Hold your fire!

Is it an order?

- Yes, under my responsibility!

Hold fire.

Yes, sir. I am on my way.

Are you alive? Alive?

- Easy, man!

Who is the guy?

- My husband.

Oh my dear.

Sheriff, Master here.

- What ?

I understand. This is good! Boris Romanovich, they have found the bomb.

Really?

- Field engineers are on their way.

What a mess! - When it explodes, it will be a hell!

It is set to a mobile phone.

Oh, I got it.

I see...

Slowly...Let's carry it.

I'll make mincemeat of them!

I am going to the pier.

Where is she?

Are you looking for her? Let go of my brother.

Let him go or I'll shoot her!

Now you go out and tell everybody to stay clear of the police car. Get all of them out of here!

If anyone moves, you'll have to gather her brain from the floor!

You will let her go on the pier.

Don't aim at me.

Come on, go!

Go!

Wait...put the gun down.

Go.

Father...we have to leave now.

Uzhah, my son...

I shouldn't...go to court...

They make a villain out of a soldier...

Set me free...son...

I understand you father.

What...have...you ... done?

What have you done?

It was our father's will!

What's going on? - You tell me, General

It's logical. - What's with the bomb?

All is fine, we have cleared it.

You take the girl.

Uzhah, I'll cover you, then leave by water.

I'm going out!

Get back!

Brother, get in the car!

You are not my brother any more.

Close the door.

Metis !

I am getting old...

Open the glove compartment!

Shoot!

All is fine now. I am here. All is OK.

Metis...Please...

If ya touch my truck I'll break ya face.

You touch my truck, I'll break your face ?

I don't understand - Do I love or am just used to it?

It's not pretty.

This city...awkward, hideous.

Completely incompatible with life...

People live here poorly, stupidly.

They can do few things really well.

They don't notice when they are robbed.

They don't defend themselves when they are killed.

If you protect them, they won't say thank you, they will get offended instead.

So, why am I still here, year after year?

Why do I do a useless job?

I understand very well that I can't change anything...

And? It burns.

- What burns?

The grass burns. - The paper burns.

The grass smoulders. - Good for you!

I have smuggled it!

I would gladly make you a company but...

Lyuba is somewhere here!

Come on! - What is that you two are doing?

It's a medicine, I give you my word! Look!

Now I feel myself much better! By the way, the stock shares I gave you for the wedding..

They have gone up a lot. Don't you believe me?

We are opening...Alpha Direct...Look for yourself!

One can earn money without leaving the hospital ward!

Patria muerte!

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