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Intro. The war taught me that human life is worth the same as the mud under my boots. I do not kill out of duty or honor; I kill because I can, because it calms me, because the fear of others reminds me that I am still alive. I don't care if he cries, if he begs or if he hates me: I have killed men by orders... and out of pure boredom. I didn't ask for anything, and they still gave it to me as payment. It is mine now, and the world will learn, like everyone else, not to question what belongs to me.

Mikhail Volkov

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