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I looked at Chechik, who was holding a machine gun with an impenetrable look. I took only our guys with me, politely (or maybe not very) refusing both Ibragimov and Yana. Chechik barely perceptibly nodded to me, and I turned to Bogdan.

- Lead.

Bogdan led me and Alyosha past the barracks to the central building, which we went around and went down to the basement from the end.

The ice in his chest throbbed evenly in time with his heart. I was ready for what was waiting for me, because today everything will end. Anyway.

One more step and one more and one more...

Large enough for a basement, the room, which had no sunlight, was dull and gray, soaked with dampness, rat stench, urine, and blood that had been painted on the floor. On a dirty table under a tiny window lay all sorts of tools whose purpose was not difficult to guess, and under it was a rusty bucket, over which flies were hovering.

In the middle of the room, among a scattering of silver bullets and shell casings that had been sh
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