In 1997, a merchant complained that the money was being shaken from him by the bandits, who should come then and then and then for revenue. They organized a group, the OMON pulled. New guys in the state who have not yet lighted up. In general, they wander near the store, an analogue of modern TCs, naturally. Suitable for them type, say help the gazelle to unload, for the TC. Go to. They go over the corner and there are two more bodies with knives. Everything is quickly pulled out of the pockets. A little retreat. There is also a little further gazelle without identification signs with OMON standing, waiting for a signal. In general, police officers in the state, good guys, just don’t have to cut. I went into my pockets for everything I had. They pulled the trunk, quickly into the snow of the robbers, carefully and quietly into the gazelle with OMON, where they were massaged well. I think the three remembered this day for a long time, maybe it was their most unsuccessful robbery, or rather a robbery attempt.



P.S The bandits were captured half an hour later.