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Yegor Dragunov.
Several missions behind enemy lines.
Your team burned down entire villages, killed hundreds of civilians, including
a two -year -old boy, Otso, a six -year -old boy, Otava, and her mother, Tuliki.
We chopped them into little pieces with a shovel.
We were saving bullets.
That was the family of Atomic Corpy.
A Finnish commando who took revenge by killing over 300 soldiers of the Red
and became a legend.
Hachรฉ, the immortal.
A killing machine entered.
Soviet Union ten hours ago.
I'm sending you to clean up their mess.
Destroy the legend you created and you will go back home. Rich man.
Passport, Mr. Dragunov.
I think the legend has been homesick.
That is all that is left from his life before.
Go on.
Wow.
Keep your eyes open. This one is a crafty old motherfucker.
I fucking told you that this is true.
Hell.
Thank you.
Talk to me!
We found the drug!
Did you find the body?
What about the cargo?
You stubborn motherfucker.
Still heading home to Finland, aren't you?
Took you fucking long enough.
position.
I want him alive.
There's no place like home.
We don't.
I have killed so many women and children that I cannot remember
any particular person.
I remember shouting, crying.
I remember the begging.
But I cannot recall any faces.
stuck in my mind like it was important.
A small boy.
Tried so hard to be the man of the family.
I remember him because he produced a knife out of thin air.
Almost took my eye.
What about?
Tough little fucker.
Make any father proud.
He tried hard to protect his little brother and his mother.
We chopped them all into small pieces with an iron shovel.
It was a feast for the homeless, the stray dogs.
They're saying I lit the fire in you.
All right.
I will put it out.
You are a mistake, an aberration. You are a byproduct of my work.
A fucking weed in my field.
And where you are going...
I will beat the legend out of you till there is nothing left of you, not even a
memory and your home.
The logs of your house will be heraldized, buried in the frozen ground,
like the rest of your family.
In the years to come, Siberia is a very bad place to be
immortal.
Everything okay?
If you give me what I got coming to me, I would like to be on my
way.
You'll get what's coming to you.
But first...
To Yegor.
Yegor! Yegor!
Yegor!
Thank you.
um
And this is for you.
No!
something legendary.
In your words, speed it up!
I'll do it too.
I'll do it.
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