As our ensign of one of the men "lost» Bashny.Net

Ninety eight million seven hundred seventy one thousand two hundred thirty six



When I served, sent us outside. A team of four soldiers and the ensign went to perform another useless errand. Once the work has been carried out, the warrant officer lined us in a row and has started the conversion:

One, two, three, four... So, I did not understand, five should be the same. Where's the fifth?

The chief starts to panic, forgetting to count your person. After 10 minutes of searching the bustling fifth fighter rebuild with the same ending.

— So, everyone is looking for the fifth! What's the deal?! Where did he go?!

After the next build my friend could not resist and invited everyone to convert:

One, two, three, four, and soldiers defiantly pokes himself in the chest with a finger, or five.

Ensign should give credit, not confused. Suited to the fighter, looks carefully, and then get loud:

— What are you, kid, an hour looking for!

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