This is a list of insects in the Red Data Book of Russia. The Red Data Book of Russia is a state document established for documenting rare and endangered species of animals, plants and fungi, as well as some local subspecies (such as the Ladoga seal) that exist within the territory of the Russian Federation and its continental shelf and marine economic zone.
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