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Only you must check the gas, Pyotr Stepanovich.
The devil only knows what it's like.
That Volunteer-Chem lot might send us some rubbish." "No, no," Ivanov waved his hands.
I tested it yesterday.
You must give them some credit, Vladimir Ipatych, the gas is excellent." "What did you try it on?" "Some common toads.
You just spray them with it and they die instantly.
And another thing, Vladimir Ipatych.
Write and ask the GPU to send you an electric revolver." "But I don't know how to use it." "I'll see to that," Ivanov replied.
We tried one out on the Klyazma, just for fun.
There was a GPU chap living next to me.
It's a wonderful thing.
And incredibly efficient.
Kills outright at a hundred paces without making a sound.
We were shooting ravens.
I don't even think we'll need the gas." "Hm, that's a bright idea.
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