92 years, Yekaterinburg, SEMZ, I am the chief of the guard, two fighters without weapons (the law on private security is adopted, there are no shells) on the flight.... notice two comrades expropriating the color. by Met. The pursuit begins... the pursued have something to lose, so they run faster... one of the guards who was a little behind shouts: shoot... the leader (I don’t know what he had in his head) shouts: BA-BAH... the pursued were lying down from the hook, and were well bound... The punishment was respected...