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Ratmir saw right in front of his nose a glass indicator “Nuclear alarm!” burning red. In the commander's tower of the BMP, the signal was duplicated by mournful beeps. He stuck the earpiece to his ear - the same message went on at all frequencies: “Everyone! Prepare for a nuclear strike! Ratmir barked into the microphone, “Stop everyone! Turn off the engines, turn off all electronics, hide under the armor, raise the ejector shutters, turn on the collective protection system, put on personal protective equipment!

The column of his battalion froze in the middle of the road. The people got down from the armor and took cover inside the armored vehicles. The hatches were hastily battened down, the pumps hummed, creating internal pressure. Ratmir, recalling the forgotten exercises at the school, pulled on rubber spacious boots-stockings, tied their tops with straps, put on a gas mask, threw on a rubber raincoat, fastening it on his chest, passing the strap between his legs, tied the skirts
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