The two militiamen did not expect that the drunkard in front of them would suddenly attack someone. However, seeing their companion fall to the ground did not raise their vigilance. They still treated the young man in front of them like an ordinary drunkard, a man out of his mind and lawless. There were several such people in Pripyat. A bottle of vodka in one's stomach would make one oblivious to the enormity of Heaven and earth.
The two militiamen felt that it was necessary for them to help the drunkard change his habits. They placed the disinfection equipment on the ground and charged towards the young man in the uniform. However, the latter's movements were much faster. Before the two militia could finish surrounding him, the young man in the uniform had already ducked and bent his legs. Then, like a hunting dog, he dashed in front of one of the militia.
