I was going to go hunting. I invited good friends. Ferguson, The Weather
great, sunny first half of autumn, the duck is flying, and in addition its
very much. All in all, I agreed. We went to the Ryazan Governorate. rented
The house is on the base of rest, all chinatown. I started drinking vodka.
Just opened the luggage. to come, to meet,
Good health, for you and for us, and so on. The only
The sober creature in our company was a hunting dog. In our
The company was distinguished one fellow, which I immediately named for myself
Rambo, he was even similar to him. Another name just didn’t suit him.
The amount of ammunition he carried was
enough to destroy all flying life in the district, including
The crown. He also showed a discharge he would be jealous of.
any special forces. He did not show his gun. I did not address anything special.
Attention to this man’s all kindness. And in vain! The next
early in the morning, or later in the night, because it was still dark, we
They woke up, rushed into the cars and drove them to the lake.
to hunt. When we arrived and got out of the cars to load.
I saw this cute boat. He was all in camouflage.
The discharge blinked in the light of the far with an incredible number of shirts.
ammunition like a bullet. There was also a backpack on his shoulders.
There was nothing but ammunition. But the most important thing is his weapons!! This is
There was a short-ship "Saiga-12" / hybrid Kalashnikov machine and
12 caliber hunting rifle / with a store for 10 ammunition!! and 2 more
The shop was wrapped in his unloaded jacket.
The hunt was supposed to be from the settlements, that is, from the sites located directly.
in the lake, among the caterpillars, which were held on the bowels buried in the bottom of the lake.
The eagle on the boat carried us through these sites / meter by meter, turn
There was no place, and the hunt began. No, and this is the beginning!!! to
The seat on which Rambo was was 200-250 meters from me. I broke
After the second shot, the mood improved. One of the ducks.
He flew in the direction of the sergeant’s seat, but, meeting a tight
The fire, almost on the spot, began.
to be at such a speed, such zigzags, that I am just a whistleblower.
The only disadvantage of the manoeuvre was that it flew straight into mine.
The side. This is a big problem for me, because
Shot by this anti-aircraft unmade crack began to fall around my
Sweepstakes and me too!! I turned back and covered my head with a jacket.
And the crush struck on the jacket, a couple of crushes hit my ass. Flying in
my side of the duck was the second one I hit, and from the first
The shot. This Rambo is the shit that landed on this unfortunate catch.
10 shots of ammunition! And whoever did not get into it, began to express it.
The sound of his thrill can be heard from all over the lake. I am in the whole throat.
He advised him, first, to shut down, and secondly, not to shoot.
on my side. Unfortunately, my words did not have the proper effect. by
Strange coincidence of circumstances, further hunting smoothed out as follows: duck
It flew to the border of the Rambo shelling sector, it was shelling Rambo.
and then under his scream “Yoooobaanaaroot!!!” Flying into my
side, I covered up my jacket from the crumb falling on me, and then pulled
the duck. So I broke five ducks. Rambo's enthusiasm over the 100% failure was
It is heard in the surrounding area of the lake. Not much more, he jumped on.
This small building. by Zra. The building said, “I am not a bat!” and
is broken. Rambo dropped into the water with wild cries, imitating a male
Babylon during the period. He cried out all his thoughts about the ducks,
Hunters, hunters who made such fragile seats. I thought the ducks.
After hearing such statements in their address, they will gather in one chamber and
They will pass over this hunter, squeezing him from all his weapons. But this is not
has happened. It was not very deep there, and he came to the stones.
to the shore, and then to the egers with cars. I saw him at the base. He was
He was already dressed, washed and drunk, and told others about what everyone was doing.
The ducks of the frogs, as they offensively mocked him straight into his soul with their unwillingness
fall under his shots and that he only now understood what was
Fishermen will go fishing this weekend. I just forgot.
Ask where. Not to go to the same place.