Oath (epilogue)
That ended KMB! We were given a new form! By height and size! The sergeants at this point were already students of the 3 course. Passed the team to equip ALL the form before lifting! Began to sew and laugh! One asks:
-What are you with? Where are you going to button up? (This is about your overcoat)
Another (Slav) sewed buttonholes on the back of the collar! By 2 hours of the night managed! Sleep, rise, occupation! After dinner, the team, formal dress, like we go to the theater! Everyone started to fever! Still, after the landfill, then! The fact that stomping on foot a couple of kilos is a small thing! I thought many times, recalling this most vivid episode of my life, and if I hadn’t got into the 1 platoon and the 3 branch (left-handed, who doesn’t remember), would they then see me or not? It darkens instantly in Ukraine, especially in October. And here is our 100th march through the checkpoint №1, the foreman goes to my left in 2 steps! At the moment when I crossed the gate of the checkpoint, the foreman gives the command "Sing"! I, like all my fellow soldiers, take a full chest of air and at the beginning of the exhale I hear the painfully familiar voice of my grandmother, "Shuuuurik !!!" For those last few miles during the turn of my head towards the source of the sound, the following thoughts flashed through my brain:
-What grandmother? Go to her 4 of the day! On her retirement in 60 rubles is unreal! (I am an orphan, and my grandmother replaced my parents). He turned his head - she! And my grandfather is smoking nearby! I am shocked, I appeal to the foreman and explain why I can not go to the theater! Everything happens on the move, a hundred keeps away from the meeting place more and more and sings! The foreman says that there is no battalion commander, but he (foreman) will return in 2 hours, i.e. leave me not to see the nearest 2 hours! But then he says, run to your own ones, let us return we will solve the problem! I crash, fall, get up and run to relatives! We hug, I look at their big bags (just thinking, we will devour!), They tell me that in 2 hours they have a train. I grab bags and run through the checkpoint on the territory of the school I hide nishtyaki in the bushes and fly back! There is only one thought in my head: just don't sleep! I come running, they ask me where are we going? We went into a courtyard, sat for half an hour, and they left. And I have only one thought in my head:
-What's in the bags?
For an hour (after the end), the squad of the 111 platoon has jammed the contents of both bags! I'm still not sure what fate the bags themselves had (like containers), because they smelled so delicious! And only when I grew up, I realized what it cost them to go to my 4-ro day, only to see me for 30 minutes, only to see !!! Kingdom of Heaven to you, Maria Mikhailovna and Ivan Grigorievich!
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