i shot the building. At the very same time, the exhausted hearing recorded the crackling of queues and single sighted spitting, the visual series was the fruit of an inflamed imagination from the triumph. Jamal handled the guys quickly. - Cars! - With a tear from the voice - you can see, and they had to swallow explosive dust - commanded the captain. - We'll leave through the desert. Then there was the driver's triumph. Everyone else just gritted their teeth. Haydar felt that there would be no chase. Aby Abdel-Rahman al-Masri was liquidated, six more Anusra men were killed, Captain Jamal raptured several hours later, standing on the parade ground of their base in Kamashli in front of Mayor Shadi. Major was also from Agaidat - his tribesmen do not sleep with anyone: an egg-shaped head, stretched over half the face of the husk, a long nose, disproportionately huge palms. - Guys, put on your masks, now your Syrian TV will come to shoot! You're so-