His membership of the one-hand team is very short-lived, thanks to a malady known to strike down Russian military personnel near Tanya: lead poisoning.

A thing to note is how she kills Mr. One-Hand without looking that way. "That was really stupid. Really, really." She jams her gun onto the white-coated man's neck. "Shutdown, now, or I will leave you for Vladimir." Casually, she puts a bullet into the arm of another tech who moved too much. "I have to remind you ladies and gentlemen that you are eight and I have sixteen bullets left. How lucky are you feeling?"