So you're a true field surgeon now, huh? Well, good for you. I've never liked books, much less reading other people's scribbles, I find it hard to understand. It's time to take dividends on our business! Luka and his boys repelled those thugs, he said it was a tough fight. And guess what, there's still no sign of the military, the thugs were definitely in on it with them. I guess you can find someone like our Prapor even beyond the cordon, huh? The only issues left are the good ones. They're ready to send a shipment from the other side, but it doesn't fit any of the old schemes. It's a wagonload of equipment! To get it all out, my mate demands a special fee, all in advance. The risks are too fucking high, so we have to pay. This bastard's got a bitcoin farm over there, I reckon.
