I work in Israel. I live here too – I can’t fly from Smolensk here every day. Somewhere in Tel Aviv, a car stopped near the store, in which three soldiers were sitting, a sergeant, a lieutenant, and a flag (in covers - because the tongue is broken, and I don't like to put the direct equality of titles). The sergeant and lieutenant are lively, unless they talk fiercely (in Hebrew, of course), the flag carries boxes into the store (there his parents work on the march). From the fragments of the conversation to me, it becomes clear that the two are discussing weapons, with no better, but simply comparing samples. If I heard correctly, it was about shooting thousands of bullets. In the process of conversation, both get the hole targets and start to drive on them with their fingers, apparently discussing a bunch of shootings (although what to discuss there - instead of the center of the targets is decided). A flag comes out of the store, stands, looks at them, then publishes in pure Russian: "Here you are a maniac," and then takes the box and leaves. The two look around and in the same pure Russian synchronously shout to him in the following: "You where the BTR has gone?and "