While the shells were carried to the field, a legendary story occurred: near the Great Stone was the airfield of the coast guard helicopters, there was a naval infantry blockpost. In connection with the constant checking of who's eggs cooler, the marines tried to annoy land turtles. This is how we stopped our Ural with the tank ammunition we carried to the field. A lieutenant in the shape of a Marine Corps (HZ as they call this rank, in the land lieutenant) climbed to the turning lights, such as dirty.
While the oldest car agreed to pass, an emergency occurred.
The blockpost was a booth and a shlagbaum welded from a rail. While the high sides tried to agree on the road appeared a car (VAZ2101, at that time a normal car), when entering the shlagbaum, the penny crashed with the engine and crashed under the shlagbaum. The height of the railway was small, just on the cap. Schlagbaum cut the cabin, scattering the spark, the penny fell into the cage. When they got the sufferer, they found one of the helicopters of the nearest airfield in the state of groggie. The question is what X!! he replied, "I see the shlagbaum, well, I struck on myself and the twists..."