The case was in a small unrecognized state. A mountain river flowing on the bottom of a shallow pit. On the one hand, our position, on the other, not ours.

The width of the river is nothing, meters twenty. The valley itself is fifty. You can make a good stone. But both sides quite peacefully: we did not shoot because we were not there, and the enemy - because we were there.

Both sides went to the river. Who is behind the water, who is to wash, who is to go away...

This is what we will stop in more detail.

Most often and most actively washed went, of course, doctors. The headpiece was a gentle "woman over thirty", with customs, as the youth would now say, "a fat troll", and a simple female longing for family happiness. In appearance - for her years very even "nicho", and therefore close acquaintance with most of the officers and officers not only for official medical indications.



So, the supostate got off when her doctors came to wash, in this same river from the other shore to suck without hiding. It is clear that the river is mountainous and takes everything away instantly, but it is unpleasant.



Nacmed, having learned about this, decided to head the wipes and personally look at this disgrace. She was driven by a medical interest, or a purely female curiosity, I don’t know.



And here the doctors start cleaning, an enemy appears from the bushes on the other side, gets his "appliance" and begins to spoil them water, "appliance" so, bluntly, waving.

Nachmed looks at it with interest... And then gets a binoculars. And he begins to look at the evoic device in the binoculars, then turns to his own, and makes a gesture like a fisherman... Which shows him how much vodka to pour into a glass. My fingers say, “Is it?” The others, having already understood where the chief clings, look over and sneeze, say, "E...", and shook their heads disappointed.



He stopped being out of indignation. He turned red, swept away, hid the pipis and his own. The next time they dispatched another - Nachmed and his defecated.

In general, five left behind, then the opponent took a break - I thought, as if: the grandmother is experienced, she is not so easy to impress. Nachmed was also preparing.



And here is the day "X": the doctors only to the river, and they are already waiting there, and such a "bolt" falls that the nurses opened their mouths. In every sense.

Only Nachmed, as before, is still whirling disregardingly. Here, on the other side of the shore, they did not stand, and the direct text: "You are defamating, evil woman. Where have you seen most?“”



And here from the top, from the archery cell comes out Ilush... And Ilush, I will tell you, the name of the richer was not in vain. And he also wore a "Utes" and could shoot from him with his hands in rows. In order for you to understand the scale, "Utes", it is also NSV-12.7, it is a large-caliber machine gun, from which the UAZik bounces like a fishing life in a storm. Ilya, of course, was also upset, but less. Eat, indeed more than that. But not the essence.



In general, our Ilya goes out, the rich man of the canyon, to the edge of the canyon, and with the words: "I want to choke something... turn away girls..." gets his "Slang-Gorynitch." It reaches, and begins to scratch with such a stream that it hits from above to the middle of the river, breaks through the water and turns out from the bottom of the stones. Nachmed, according to the medical accurately calculated the cycles of Ilushin's body, then brought him three litres of breweries, which the couple of gloves, snacked with garlic, and just now the pressure and desire in him reached optimal values.



And the enemies stand and, not paying attention to the salty splashes that sit on their faces, look at this sunshine monument of the triumph of the Russian war over the supostates, which is straight like a monument to Peter, the work of Ceritela, only more, and shaking them Illus. Because nothing can be said or done here. Just look and penetrate the consciousness of their own insignificance, because they are on their side, not that the fighter-horse will not find, in order to show something after that, at least closely similar.



In general, after this, the enemy stopped walking to the river not to suck - a closed sorting built, so as not to be ashamed. And Ilusha, after this perfomance, first earned the nickname "Hydrant". And secondly, in the morning, we often began to notice ladies with a cavalier's footsteps wandering from the illusion of the tent with a dreamy expression of the eyes. So, see, when they say that it’s not in the size of the matter, they crack a little.