This is what happened here.
Makaruk came in, his eyes so kind, and asked to buy office equipment. The invoice was strange, 181,181 UAH, obviously some kind of code. But his eyes were kind, so I somehow persuaded him.
The plan was cunning - to buy, but not to give away. We bought him. And today he came again, with his kind eyes again. But he didn't come alone. They have beards. His eyes are kind, but they have chevrons. And beards. We don't even know what is more threatening: beards or chevrons. Or glasses.
In general, they did. They had to. The beards. And glasses. The cargo went to Khmelnytskyi. There is a nest there. Of those who have such chevrons and beards.

That was the plan....
This is the story that happened.