“Well, the“ hedgehog ”people, pierced us? Smell, you won’t argue. They put it out, bitches, from all sides, clamped in their vice of the Vertukhai - neither to take a draw, nor the chest, nor his head out of the trench. Just stuck out - they hit right in the forehead right with direct fire. Whom with a shovel, and who and from small arms. ” I hate self -citing and try to never use this dull technique.