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put it down, and carefully.
Inhale deep, exhale. Hands up.
Hands up!
This is an exercise to rest your muscles.
Let's go!
- Look, a bitch!
- Gotcha, bastards.
Why are you piercing me
with these eyes of yours?
You're not gonna scare me,
bitch.
Let's better cut it,
it's not the first time
we're having this talk.
"So listen..."
Who are these people?
And what about the train?
I'll start from the very beginning,
Arkady Nikolayevich.
It all happened last night.
You went to Gorodok,
and my men and I lay in ambush on the
tracks, waiting for the train from Moscow.
And then came this explosion!
Beyond the woods. We rushed there.
And what do we see?
5 White officers blew up
the railroad track in the Red Army rear
and deprived us
of the so long-awaited train.
Please, forgive me,
but I got so mad
that wasted three of them
right on the spot.
As for these two
I brought them here.
They are officers of the 10th
Cossack cavalry regiment:
lieutenant Morozov
and lieutenant Smyslov.
And we grabbed a crate with explosives,
too.
But had no time to use it.
Let me tell you
that the crate contains bare
gun-cotton slabs.
One spark is enough
to blow it all up to hell.
Good point. I hate all these tricks
with explosives.
Nikita, put the crate at the back.
Wait.
Better put it over here.
First-class gun-cotton.
I used the same kind to open the safe
in the Orlov bank.
Gentlemen, comrades,
my name is Arkady Nikolayevich
Mezentsev.
Maybe my name rings a bell with you.
The press often wrote about me
in-between the two revolutions.
The assault on the post-train
at Nikolayev,
the reckless robbery of the Kharkov bank,
Mezentsev, who'd gotten the death penalty,
but broke out ofjail.
And the like stuff.
And this is Pashka, a Gypsy guy,
my right hand and a trainee.
He's an expert in railroad operations.
As for this dude...
he got a whole future ahead of him.
Look, as politics is not in my line,
I don't care a shit for your views
and beliefs.
I care for all these Whites, Reds,
anarchists and the like crap
as long as they help me obtain
new material valuables.
I'd welcome any tip
as to where, when and how
my guys and I
can get these valuables.
Think about it,
while Pasha is gonna fill me in on you.
I want to see you all alive.
And now let's get down to business.
Officers,
I got a couple of questions to you.
Very shortly the Reds will take
Gorodok back.
You're here, far away from the rear, and
the Cossacks are shaking down every house.
Who
or what are they looking for?
Why all this useless assault? And why
were the tracks, leading to Moscow,
blown up?
Okay, let's start with you,
lieutenant Morozov.
What can you say?
Mister Mezentsev, I'd rather talk to you
in private.
Speak up, I'm listening to you.
Look, you got not only your men here,
later you'll get it yourself
that my words are not for everyone's ears.
Speak up.
- Gold.
- Close it!
That's the answer to all your questions.
360 lbs in 3 bullions.
Colonel Bragin got info that
the Bolshevik security officers, going to
Moscow, stopped at Gorodok yesterday.
They wanted to catch the train to
Moscow and carried gold with them.
Bragin decided to cut off this railroad
line and take Gorodok
and...
grab this gold!
Right.
The same old story.
When will we deal with any smart guys?
You, dirty scum!
Bastard!
Remove them from here
and throw at the forest edge.
There are packs of stray dogs around,
and they are so repulsively howling
at nights.
Probably, from hunger.
And I'm suffering from headaches
and insomnia.
Go ahead, Pasha.
Suddenly I see a section car
instead of the train.
There are 4 people on it.
The White officers had at least
a couple of gold rings,
and those ones were Reds.
It was clear as day they had nothing.
Right, we grabbed just 3 sacks
of premium grain. And that's it.
They're over there, by the wall.
And a gripsack with tools.
As for the people,
they are:
Stepan
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