It was a military case. They wrote a checklist on topogeodesis - the only one for the whole semester. Thus e. It is the assessment on this control and will determine the overall assessment throughout the course. I don’t think it’s worth explaining the student’s love for the military department. I would add only that the military department was located behind the city, on the other bank of the river, in the forest. You could only get to it by one bus route, which in the winter was extremely irregular. The people were filled with it like snow in the taiga. And to go to this very department at an inappropriate time was difficult - secrecy! That is, if you don’t write the checklist at 3 points, prepare for the worst. Now the story itself. We wrote a rubbish checklist and, dying, we wait for assessments. Of course, no one knew the material, so the silence is dead. Finally, the major, coughing out, starts from the beginning of the list. "Andreev – three!" Oh, blessing!!! Andrei Eagle looks at us, smiling. Others are jealous. "Anthony - three!" The same reaction. No two yet. And then there are two of them, and the two of them, and the two of them. The dead silence. And here from the back there is a scream of despair and pain, a scream of a deaf man shot at the take-off, a hunter who hit his own but a bear’s trap. "Thanks to you!!!!Even in those times, such words were not abandoned at classes. But the major seemed to have permeated him, with an unexpectedly improved voice (or maybe with them just like that!) It runs. "Okay, three and four" The curtain.