I'm on top of a roof, holding my Soviet and Russian PSS silent pistol, pointing it at the target Their you are, I have, you know. I shoot the bullet, and it flies through the air, fast and quietly. It hits the man, and he falls to the ground. Hehe, all in a days work. Stand up, pull out my phone, and walk away talking to my father, telling him that the job is done. The next thing I know, I'm being shot at. I dodge the bullet, and I take cover. I see who is shooting at me.
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