During my studies at the institute, I attended the military department. Then the reserve officers were virtually not called and it was a good chance not to go to serve after graduation.

I don't know why, but there were two girls in the military department.

And here somewhere at the very beginning of the training we were brought PM to teach him to disassemble / collect. It was a life-sighted cooled gun that has not seen any lubrication since it ceased to be combat.

First the teacher himself quickly showed us how to dismantle the gun, then thoughtfully how to collect. Then he called out from the first batch of our eternal distinguished Zobrilo, who at the same time was unusually thirsty.

Now you try.

The guy went out, pulled out the store, and then tried to turn the prison. But, as I said, the gun has not seen lubrication for years. In addition, the distinguished smoothly pulled the lock, which added difficulties.

Your gun is broken. The prison does not move.

I just picked it up and gathered it. The teacher parked. Breaking the PM is a very difficult task.

Probably it broke this time.

Hm, let’s get a dispute. I'll call one of the girls now and if she can turn the lock of that gun, I'll bet you 2 and she 5?

The gun is broken, I agree.

The teacher called one of the girls who was direct blood with milk. Not thick, but large enough with thick crust and red cheeks. She was called Marina.

Marina went out, took the gun, twisted it in her hands and with a powerful rush turned over the curtain.

They crushed everything, even the prey.

Then he explained to us that the prison should not be pulled, but rather pulled. That the sprint is strong enough, and the gun is not dirty.

As he promised, he put the girl 5 and the guy 2 want the one very upset.

Then we stunned him that he could not even normally move the prison.