The whole world has disintegrated, under half-life and if you're alive, prove it to the bastards
Shoot rarely, but accurately, with a bayonet if firmly. Bullet - fool, bayonet - well done
So it would be if our planet suddenly became a ball of multicolored threads
My head is like an apple today, and it hurts as if under fire
Map of the city of Penza if the city remained alone in the world