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Replenishment
It replenishment. And God himself commanded - by 70 people in the company left.
- That, my friends, povoyuem - screaming sergeant.
- Povoyuem - smiles arrived Kazakh. Or Uzbek who plead?
- Third roooota, here!
- Irkutsk there?
- The people of Leningrad, here, to the fire.
- Transbaikalians everyone to the table, pobalakat!
The foreman looked arrived.
- Let's light up, gave you the same?
- What are issued, pissing my grandmother's mattress - meets sprightly fighter. Hands in headdresses, it is clear that from ZOC.
- Urk? - Foreman squinted as seen you, I have 10 years in the police worked, immediately see robbery, article and Nara.
- Yeah, from the settlement called.
- So you need a company in the box next to it, by the way, and not to us. Petrov! Politruk hither!
- Stop! No need political instructor. And in the course of it, that's - Urca shirt pulled - a scar from a laceration crossing the chest. - The wound I almost stuck together. Washed away the guilt.
- Ahh, well done. Come to the table then. Remaining where?
- Vladivostok I - tall guy smiling. From under the shirt looks vest.
- Sailor something?
- With the stove I breakpoint.
- Ha-ha-ha, should be poured !!!
- From Kazakhstan.
- Since I Yenisei.
- I'm from Moscow.
- Of the Kirov.
Met. The foreman looked at the narrow-eyed fighter.
- And where are you from? Sitting silently, if not Russian.
Next sitting Urca laughed - So this is not a Russian, does not speak to our, from somewhere in Siberia.
- What Popper, then?
The fighter smiled apologetically.
-Don't You climb to it, Sergeant. We had the same brigade, in Russian not Balakan, but has a lot of money. They'll hunters out there, a protein in the eye beat.
- Well, it can be seen that man combat. Sales form. - Tunic was faded, it was obvious that the guy came after the injury.
They were silent.
- Do you own something that? You lunch a hundred years, and went to war, Comrade Sergeant? - Asks from Irkutsk.
- So I sent her three, and he went. Middle fight somewhere else.
- Well, we get to know, right now poshamaem bainki feel that matures shtoto.
- Well, Fritz is not Stalingrad now - it speaks Kazakh.
- And not as Rzhev - is a sailor.
It was the end of June. A week here will break the enemy. And these people are so different, come together and stop them, they will hunt them back. It was at Kursk.
PS Do not put the pros, just read.
PPS I added some
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- That, my friends, povoyuem - screaming sergeant.
- Povoyuem - smiles arrived Kazakh. Or Uzbek who plead?
- Third roooota, here!
- Irkutsk there?
- The people of Leningrad, here, to the fire.
- Transbaikalians everyone to the table, pobalakat!
The foreman looked arrived.
- Let's light up, gave you the same?
- What are issued, pissing my grandmother's mattress - meets sprightly fighter. Hands in headdresses, it is clear that from ZOC.
- Urk? - Foreman squinted as seen you, I have 10 years in the police worked, immediately see robbery, article and Nara.
- Yeah, from the settlement called.
- So you need a company in the box next to it, by the way, and not to us. Petrov! Politruk hither!
- Stop! No need political instructor. And in the course of it, that's - Urca shirt pulled - a scar from a laceration crossing the chest. - The wound I almost stuck together. Washed away the guilt.
- Ahh, well done. Come to the table then. Remaining where?
- Vladivostok I - tall guy smiling. From under the shirt looks vest.
- Sailor something?
- With the stove I breakpoint.
- Ha-ha-ha, should be poured !!!
- From Kazakhstan.
- Since I Yenisei.
- I'm from Moscow.
- Of the Kirov.
Met. The foreman looked at the narrow-eyed fighter.
- And where are you from? Sitting silently, if not Russian.
Next sitting Urca laughed - So this is not a Russian, does not speak to our, from somewhere in Siberia.
- What Popper, then?
The fighter smiled apologetically.
-Don't You climb to it, Sergeant. We had the same brigade, in Russian not Balakan, but has a lot of money. They'll hunters out there, a protein in the eye beat.
- Well, it can be seen that man combat. Sales form. - Tunic was faded, it was obvious that the guy came after the injury.
They were silent.
- Do you own something that? You lunch a hundred years, and went to war, Comrade Sergeant? - Asks from Irkutsk.
- So I sent her three, and he went. Middle fight somewhere else.
- Well, we get to know, right now poshamaem bainki feel that matures shtoto.
- Well, Fritz is not Stalingrad now - it speaks Kazakh.
- And not as Rzhev - is a sailor.
It was the end of June. A week here will break the enemy. And these people are so different, come together and stop them, they will hunt them back. It was at Kursk.
PS Do not put the pros, just read.
PPS I added some
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