In one thousand nine hundred and eighty shaggy year, after working days, on the eve of the weekend, we sat with the guys from the brigade in my garage, which was exactly halfway from the factory to the house.
As usual - a stack, the second ... And the conversation "for life" began. In the brigade, everyone was after the army. Range: from the construction battalion to ... And, naturally, more attention was paid to those who, as they say, “sniffed powder”, i.e. those who ottarabanil valid in the border guards, paratroopers, groups of troops, etc ...
The colorful figure, blond, like your grandfather, Andryukha was a calm (and there is now) a guy about whom they say "silent". Well, and here it, as they say, "burst through":
-What is it!!! So I got a vacation for being awake on time!
- ??? !!!
-Well, I'm on the border with China, the strap pulled. Left flank, right flank. Cupid, fairway, year of service in the background, including training ... On that day, we changed the outfit on the right flank. Everything was as usual. But at night, the devil pulled the chief of the outpost to drag us to the check ... Well, and we are neither in sleep nor in spirit ... I lie, in short, the kemaru, and then somehow I do not care for myself. I open my eyes quietly and see two "stilts" against the sky, exactly five meters away from me from the border. Well, I think, the scribe! Chinas drew! And the silence is incredible! Fuse you will lower - hear! Then I myself, not knowing why, say in a whisper: - Stop, who is walking! And in response, too, in a whisper: Own! (etc. under the Charter).
Bottom line: 12 days of home leave, including the road, for excellent service and good disguise on the ground!
And you say ...