they walked twenty kilometers, probably, but they always ran periodically to just die. Come on, Gruppa!—Sir, even louder, quieter, but I said my address. - Niger's a fuckin' ambush. As usual, our reconnaissance squad ran very fast, as if passing the rules. All thirty ran away. I saw it was all a pleasure. Everyone runs, runs fast, no one fails - perfect scouts. Since the time was tightened, they ran with one large crowd: so it is easier to run away and lose something heavier. We've got one road to go, the next one -- our spot to sit down. A little stretched, we cSergo ran away to the bottom, and when we began to crawl the asphalt road (yes, exactly crawl out, since it was on the embankment), the Urals appeared from behind the turn. The obvious situation was the first one lost, because I did not know how to react. Sergo told us to get off the roads, Asam went to brake the car. If the school had done such a thing, we had been put in the car ten kilometers ago. But the school makes you a disciplined officer, the troops are a little different. Vitoge Ural went somewhere away, Sergo went to the middle of the road, signaled all the remaining gruppa to move