He racked the cocking lever on the side of his AK, cranked down the window, stuck out the barrel, roughly pointing at the sky, and emptied the magazine. Everyone shat their pants.The weapon kicked in the guard’s hands, as empty brass casings spat across the inside of the car, hit the windshield and glanced off directly into the crotch of the driver, who was still keying the ignition and pumping the throttle like the drummer of a heavy metal band. Empty shell casings are extremely hot, and the driver was wearing shorts. He suddenly shot up, banging his head into the roof, but at the same time
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