Pew Pew 

UAF: …that’s what you think, you were repairing vehicles, suka, that were killing us, blyat.

POW: I didn’t want to…

UAF: didn’t want… if you didn’t want to you wouldn’t have come here, suka.

POW: I was sent…

UAF: you were sent, blyat, should’ve picked prison, would’ve been more honest.

POW: my mother’s sick…

UAF: now she won’t survive this, blyat.

POW: you said you wouldn’t kill me…

UAF: why the fuck did you come here, from Altai Krai, blyat?

POW: the military commissary called me up.

UAF: called you up. Couldn’t have run away, too scared?

POW: run away?

UAF: of course

POW: would’ve been caught. And when they enter they take you in right away. Don’t even let you grab your things.

UAF: could’ve switched to our side here, blyat.

POW: how?

UAF: quietly, with your feet, blyat.

POW: it’s even worse here.

UAF: wouldn’t have been worse. You have any idea how many of yours have already switched, blyat?

POW: no, no one tells us this.

UAF: exactly, they don’t tell you, blyat.

POW: I don’t know, they don’t tell us about this.

UAF: cause it’s fucked up, cause you’re a herd of sheep, blyat. What’s your name?

POW: Sergey.

UAF: oh and you’re my namesake. Last name?

POW: Rybel

UAF? What? Rybel?

POW: Rybel, yes.

UAF: Jewish?

POW: no

UAF: too bad, cause I am Jewish. And a “fascist”, can you imagine? (sarcastic)

POW: who’s a fascist?

UAF: me!

POW: please don’t make mock/troll me… sobs

UAF: well… that’s what you all believe.

POW: no, I don’t believe that…

UAF: and our Jews are Nazis, blyat.

POW: no… don’t mock me please.

UAF: pie hole down and lay quietly.

POW: nods”