the action of stopping this fucking thing. If you're lucky, I remember that the first car was driven by a Mole, and there were soldiers in the squad. Imagine what would have happened if he had turned this road around. Aon, for some unknown reason, went straight. What is that, sniffle, incompetence, inattention, stress? It's a fortune that's led to a whole bunch of flu-deaths. I'm sure the Little Mole remembers this day. So, what about the crew? We'll both find out a little bit later when we get the machines back. The car hit a medium-bridge tank mine. The explosion was such a force that the machine was deployed seven-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-things began to burn. The fact that the car ran over the middle bridge, saved the crew