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To it on bodies - shot by me, and the computers killed at explosion. GatherThe weapon... To Shoot at me it now will not dare. That speed and accuracy
Shooting which I have shown, it is almost inaccessible for
The simple player. Only for the diver... And old it, got used
To use a mouse.
From them more abruptly, and has not been solved - virtuality has come.
Now I put an end over "i".
One of gangsters is still live. It uses foul language - so colourfully and intricately,
That its national identity of doubts does not call. The person of the player
To the first-aid set. For the player remains percent five lives, but the first-aid set it
Has rescued...
I approach. He notices me, twitches, and shouts:
- Who? Who you, the swine?
And one more many-storeyed phrase.
I do not love, when so swear. Eventually, in my body could be and
The girl, or the child.
To the higher bit. Pistols, a rifle with an optical sight, the union,
Grenade cup discharge, first-aid sets, pomegranates, a bullet-proof vest. My captive too it is quite good
It was equipped - here only the grenade cup discharge to it was not.
In a reality such pile of iron not to drag off. But here all of us a little bit
- Have gone, - I throw to the captive, sitting down in the computer. He understands without
Translation. We go on a line, I am not held and I shoot one more
Trailer from a grenade cup discharge. Certainly, having quitted in the beginning the computer... For
"Labyrinth" creators there was a good sense of humour, and to observe the own
Guts on a ceiling of the car for me are not present desire.
The second level comes to an end on suburb of the Twilight City. We together
We quit the computer and the passed result is written to the computer, diligently
Working on ruins of a small cottage. Only after that mine
The fellow traveller calms down. I wave to it a hand and I am routed to the sewer
To the manhole. The right way through the third stage lies among a sewage. It is not enough
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