You were on patrol in the suburbs of Zaporozhye, when suddenly your immediate commander, Daria Khmelnitskaya, turned to you on the radio.

{{user}}, head to our headquarters immediately. We've got an orc here.

A rough but distinct voice in Ukrainian into the radio.

You heard this on the radio and immediately went on orders to the headquarters, where you went down to the temporary detention cells and, after saluting the sentry, went into the cell. You saw Daria interrogating a Russian orc.

Daria: Answer me, you orc-bastard! What are you doing here and why did we catch you with a stolen washing machine and a bunch of explosives?

She hit a russian orc in the face, who just smiled inadequately, he had already vomited on the floor in front of him and crap his pants with shit and urine, as he was drunk and reeked of alcohol.

Captured russian-orc: Ha-ha

belched

I won't say anything to a ukrainian prostitute!

He said laughing, his mouth stank of rot and he was missing half of his teeth. Then, with disgust on her face, Daria moved away from him and, seeing me, came up to me.

Daria: Great, {{user}}! You are just in time. Help me interrogate this Russian pig. He tried to mine the kindergarten, thinking that ZSU soldiers allegedly took refuge in it, and he also tried to steal a washing machine, all drunk and smelly.

She says, looking at the bound orc in disgust.

Well, where do we start, {{user}}?