Sending … or bulbulyatora new adventures in the national derby

Sending ... or bulbulyatora new adventures in the national derbyWent for the past 80 years.
Cadets platoon was in my own classroom in the location of company. The case was in the evening, there was nothing, summer, heat, went Sampo …
All went about their ordinary business: more than half of the platoon bravely pressed the "masses", dropping his head to lead shrewdly notes disclosed who was smoking on the balcony, who ruffled the women's field, and who tried to write a letter to this same floor. One scrubbed badge paste Goya, one covered with white glue yellow stripes on the front of his jacket uniform, getting ready for the planned "mating" in the dismissal of …
On the board in the top left corner was very carefully written, that at that time there has been such a valiant self- platoon in such a number of people, one on the lip, two on duty, one in the hospital: what would it just belongs here imbued with the seriousness of the moment and did not ask unnecessary questions. Nafik us unnecessary questions.
Flies buzzed, could be heard swearing hushed and melted resistant barracks smell.
In general, everything was as usual.
But here, out of nowhere, there's this … …
Kick boot opened the front door, killing a fly dozed off, and Army Men on guard here and graduated sleep, smoking, chatter and general thinking (to what is in the army — to think). Everyone was ready to jump in, denoting zeal and admiration in the eyes is adorable bosses.
There stood a happy member of our glorious divisions: Batkovich Suleiman, whom no one as Said (so shorter), we did not know. Joker and broken. Natskadr and in fact, and liking (rassredotachivanie Russian military offices). This is the gem that is generally considered goshpitalem for the past month.
People together with a muscle strain removed and gratifying cried throughout the polyphony of his own:
— Said s.ka, to warn, we're on the Sampo;
Said, radish obkurennaya that, in the infirmary nasvay over, come to us?;
— Said, crawls into the feathered family!;
— Said, you owe me five rubles a must!
— Said, what have you got? … people fell silent and tenacious with an intuitive sense of always hungry young wolves at which constantly tummy gut gut fig seems carefully looked at the parcel box that was holding Said …
First in class, not just a front step, came the parcel, then the gaping whole in the face of the tower grin Said, and then whole Said, with the ever-nadraennoy badge hanging well below the causal place.
— Ne expecting? And this is me pryshol, health, brethren, I have become bored on for you, my nehoroshie!
So … lude instantly assessed the situation and sensing the cheese … the spirit in his underwear elastic band pulling … (uh-uh … nafig fable, this package is more expensive) was crowded with happy smiling Said:
— Said, you have written?
— Mr. Che there in the hospital, how?
— Said, you have exactly healthy. As a bull? A veterinarian signed?
Happy child of the mountains smiled and looked in all directions, trying to express their feelings in the Russian language:
— Yes Kaneshna, written out, tried to stick to the nurse, who with "soldering" is working … uh-uh … some FGS, dissed … Zemlyakov not. Zhrachka even worse than in our Bagged. And what was I to do? Here I am to you and asked for. The doctor asked about the statement, he said, "you're healthy, p. Blow to the part time as you want." And I wish for you to my brothers wrong …
All this he read, surrounded by a platoon, turning the tower on all sides and really smiled happily. Poor fellow, really bored because our swamp …
Castle was also corrected militant inscription on the board of the combat effectiveness of our platoon, and in general, and in the ranks of the valiant armed forces of the Union of Russian, erasing "Hospital 1" and adding one to the "Available" — wisely because the test can always descend, they "nakakat" our satisfaction that Sayid came back to us again, but "not nakakat" on the inscription on the board, and she has, as would be a shame as it sounds, is outdated.
— Said dear buddy, what's that in your hand? (A pair of eager noses had already sniff "on the cochlea, as taught," all seams …
— Yes it's mother sent, sheep kills with the Knife, meat smoked, found on our mail. I knew that the parcel will come in the mail and dogavorylsya to left and left alone, he'll take. A pack of "TU" gave, that did not send a parcel to hospitals, a pack of "TU" given at the moment, so that the parcel was given devils toiletries, chmoshniki!
— Sheep slaughtered … say … smoked, not to spoil in transit … silenced hungry stomachs and eyes sparkled …
— And about chmoshnikov what you said … well, chmoshniki, they are in Africa, "chmoshniki." Nefig talk about them.
— Guys, I'll be with you only a parcel vskrYvat, all as we all do vulgaris!
How do you fit was discharged from the hospital, Said, how do you fit a parcel brought … as always hunt and eat this every day … even now may be the happiness and gut graduate from a Third World War between themselves and peacefully embraced, go to sleep well fed, at least temporarily stopped toying with the brain messages that the belly is empty …
It also turned coherent army gear (on the third course has already fled, two years in the Army, not huhry-muhry any), we have aces on tearing "with meat" covers a parcel of this very premise.
The first to open the contents of the box got Said, speaking in their own language. This is a sacred … parcel that of his relatives …
He took out a folded sheet of exercise book twice in the box, scribbled unfamiliar characters, woolen socks of wool, carefully swirling in the newspaper "Pravda" … and left the premises, sitting on the glass and otskoblenny prolakirovanny army chair, clutching his chest socks and straightening exercise book leaf …
— Said …
People silently hovered in the parcel, knowing that the guy real "blockage in the brain," … all this was … better not to touch it … he utters when needed. A couple of seconds and the unit can be patient …
— Yes …? Men who want to dismantle it, MNE only a small piece of … "smell" … leave — as in the fog Said said, getting a grasp in the capital …
For example, the command "face" owner "real treasure" given … Hehe … But we act wisely, well, as usual, from the "Nurse" after all … It's — sacred.
Platoon buried their heads over and started sending carefully and neatly open content: turning, feeling, smelling … trained "posylochniki" …
— So, it is necessary to give Sayid;
— What is it?
— Yes, hell knows, but twisted over the motherly and the size of a small …
— Yeah, let's put off;
— What's this?
Silence.
— Yeah, fuck knows what actually it is, let's put it off too, and that'll eat horse meat as Altyna and will push for daily newspapers to read later … jolt does not wash.
— Yeah, put it off.
— Is that a great thing?
Noses and intuition did not fail forever hungry wolves … It was smoked lamb. Perfectly preserved lamb …
In the case of a fly flew into the meat does not stand a chance: once slammed her hands at the same time more than 7 … There is a chance, even the wings and the reaction is not posodeystvuyut jet fly: hungry for meat coveted … tsokotuha.
People in the form of a
single combat unit under the title platoon begun to seethe shouting, waving of hands and everything else … this very soul of this same platoon:
— The meat is!
— Bread??
— SCHA for bread … who will go to buy bread in the "canteen"??? …
Who is it for now maslorez? Who had "earth-?" You and you? Yes, we do know that "you and you" … let's go, men, for the bread!
… So, the mass line platoon feverishly together to think, what can be done, usually to cover the table and … pohavat …
— Alcohol? OKS, burned up, because there is no reason …
— Tea?
— Aha! Tea, hot to!
No sooner said than done …
Mig wire at 220 volts from "Spīdola" Platoon, languishing on the dusty shelves were pulled out of class, the blades "Neva" were taken out of the packs (the first time), thread c / b, and matches smokers … and double (four blades, two on the wire ) "bulbulyator," was ready for action …
Uncoupled "Teapot", sent the most desperate march on the CPU with the "kettle" (central aisle, Vzletka) … to the basin. We are waiting for. Began to find carefully (!) … Painstakingly hidden sugar, as anyone feel like getting slaps from the brothers over the beds for the "funeral" of a product with a march-throw for 5 km and back. Found the two zhmeni, bulking on synopsis of the strategy (does not matter whose it is abstract, the main thing that all all "bulk" in a "pile of sugar …"
Saliva flow …
But wait … more oppressively
Kick boot opened the front door, killing a third doze off a fly, and the army's men on guard here … we will have to feed or e. Amb …?
On the threshold of shining happiness "popular" pot full of water … and kept his four hands, and he stood, bowler, 4 kirzachah … It is clear, is not "consumed" … extreme athletes, walking on the CPU to the water faucet and back … Che for you can not sleep … "dvanaryadavneocheredi" for you absolutely do not care? Means "do not care". Our men.
Do u have growled platoon, taking precious vessel and closing the door open with his boot … Castle clutched his head in his fate … so … dirty straps …
People bowler was royally erected between abstracts, bags, masks and other nonsense: the main thing that would stand exactly how the spirit on the parade ground …
Immersed in it, "bulbulyator" … the light is not on the ground knocked out of … well, nice. Yes we do not know anything … And are you talking about? Bulbulyator? And what did it? Well, we do not know what you're … We're not out of his blade hacksaw did take care of the power grid of the military units of the USSR Armed Forces, need to be aware of such things, all very seriously.
The bubbles rise up in people's water pot … that's good … We wait and watch the bubbles.
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"Clip-clop of hooves of steel horseshoes on the tarpaulin, yuft, barren and chromoma boots … of wood flooring on the CPU …". We know that sound …
This is the "tarpaulin". Phew …
Sportugolok … In a couple of morons with an adjacent platoon … The pitching was not made.
Yes … two of our hlebushek with "bread slicer" dining brought, even without oil … Set off to travelers, "bearing gifts" …
The bubbles … very loudly explode. Radishes bubbles, light-sound masking to comply. Not in the civilian world, tea … I do not thinks this science-physics. Funny … bubbles …
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The water is boiling, well … I fall asleep tea (a bit, with a fool, nasvay there is not thrown, the owner of the gav.a — cuffs … natsat times in a row from the names of the platoon to the back of his head), covered saharok … The smell of real tea — even in Africa odor real tea.
The platoon was crowded with folk boiler …
It's a hot tea …
Yep.
— Said!
— What gets in the eyes of people … of unknown bukavok on paper …
— Everything is ready … Said Ida to us …
What is the: Army spirit? Military collective? … Sure, here it is: when vechnogolodny platoon waits patiently owner parcels which finished reading a letter from my mother … And this is normal and it is true, as all "from my mother": the letter and the food … Not from the "mother" and from "Mom" … Realize necessary. Holy …
And the fact that the "military community" havchik organized … Do not tell me an old horseshoe horse … this is normal and is as old as the world, under the title planetka Earth … and not only … God — it is one at all.
— I'm coming.
But then, we never thought about it, and just all lived together, and survived all along. And then we just stupid and gnawed his teeth into the meat of lamb … you would take our place … Although there are worse places, but we really just a resort: do not shoot, you know.
The crunch of bone on the teeth (meat!) Hlebushek passed the national pot of fragrant tea with Zucker, materkom delighted by the unexpected pleasure …
There is happiness in life!
— Said?
— What?
— What is this goodies, we do not know to put you, enlighten, buddy.
— Where light than light? — Gnaw rib child Mountains.
— Yes, you're on the pod kudykinu mountain, "enlighten" and "light" — a variety of things in the Russian language, I'm sorry, he povinet, do not ask … that's what it is, for you to put it edible? How it is?
— And … it … grin full-tower …
— It has nada nebolshimi pieces and hlebom, that is.
Clearly, zhrem and silent in a rag.
— Said!
— What?
— Write your own mamma, that we are all grateful and will never forget it …
— Men, yes I …
— It is better to be silent, Sayid … just write their cryptic marks our gratitude … to do?
— Konechno …
— Well slavnenko …
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How good life is when the stomach is full in the mouth … and the smell of goodies … and "pale" has long been thrown over the fence … We just innocent clouds and beheld nothing, heard or know. ABC first time in my life have seen the toilet paper has a good …
Excuse us, the army of cynics …
— People, let's go for dinner?
— And what is there to do on Bigusov look?
— Strshnogo not the voice of this word, I real lamb tongue out teeth until now pick out …
— Oh, shut up already …
— Not-ee. For dinner, let's go. There's bread and butter rations, but the fig tea with sugar … not prevent digestion.
— Yeah, it does not exactly hurt …
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Clatter of hoofs of steel horseshoes on the CPU … it's … stopudovo chrome chrome …
The door to the classroom opened, kick, beat the next few outright silly flies, stoned smell of mutton.
The platoon leader, friend our.
Stabilizer driven into the brain habits load rhinestones all jumped at the same time the castle sob: "Platoon, still!"
Further, as usual, followed by a report that "such and such" heroic Red Army unit with foam at the mouth, biting hard granite of military science in a certain number of soldiers on the self study. That "so many" nets from the study of military wisdom and shirked drayat glasses in the toilet while on duty on the company. What one person just fast asleep, an infection, at the Garrison "lip". That "a member of a" military team returned from horse doctors district hospital and raised by Russia's defense on one point, that is, one combat unit …
An old hard-headed young captain, listening to this usual crap, sniffed the air … and looked at our satisfied, osolovevshimi of happiness muzzle. This disorder when the muzzle in the army smile.
— Tae-uh-to … It seems that there wishing to organize a "funeral" of grocery stores …
Damn … could not switch "delta D" include (fool) … and did not, by force of habit i
s adoring eyes of the authorities, Peter I ordered … Zazhralis and pierced like small kids. Stydobische our valiant graying head …
Well, now beware, the evil dog. Concerto for piano and orchestra in our asses just play. Question — how many acts will be in this show? Rhetorical question …
Shakedown … how much of this word for the heart of the Russian fighter merged … and poured on the "most nehochu" with prihlyupom in "can not" …
But:
Our pockets, zapazuhi and secret "nychki" were pristine clean as a barn in the serf (all eaten);
The platoon commander Spidola regularly wheezing voice leading radio beacon (in principle, the violation, but agreed);
Blades famous factory Neva snored peacefully with their virgin counterparts who did not know the bristle in the original pack.
Every little helps and soggy matches already busily crawling ants in the grass behind the fence uchagi, not knowing how to adapt to the anthill all this wealth (there were a couple of dead flies, nailed the door).
People bowler was firmly tucked away.
"Delta E" on the faces of the platoon is already on, and we have actively assisted the commander of his own in his quest "is not clear why and where." Diligence has been registered on his face all and all … Be aware of need!
The play in the puppet theater was a very harsh statement of: except inverted pockets, training commander bags and bags with gas masks (was Wednesday, a day "elephants") have been pulled out all the notes from the shelves and examined the balcony.
Well, on the balcony was perfect, in the Army's standards, procedures — there's just nothing, only monkey-wind brought hazing dust on the balcony railing. But in notebooks found a bunch of sleaze: as much as two (!) Unfinished letter in the summaries for fire training and armored vehicles … they were not expelled, as they end with "cardiogram" ballpoint pen on paper, the fallen "by mass" in this most abstract of , student … to be an important lecture … Zalet too. Vagrant can not be an old. Vagrant ceases to be zaletom only after him punished. It is reasonable, and we all realize this and categorically do not mind …
Guilty were punished by the Constitution (funny books to read at night is excellent, good for sleep).
The platoon commander's eyes narrowed around the eyes hot lover personnel and … smiled … in front of him were the true future officers … with that same twinkle in his eyes as he.
— Building for dinner in 15 minutes. Command, Staff Sergeant!
— Attention!
— At ease.
Platoon came out of the classroom, sharahnuv door so that one of their last inquisitive flies lost orientation in the wake of the dismal air and been killed on board. Even her wings did not help … The wings, the wings … FEET! That's the main thing.

Oh, you're hard-headed commander our, really Pochetaemy us …
Well, are not used tankers to raise the tower up, and you're not used to …
And the ceiling was hooked four courtesy light. Russian are round, matte, with a hole at the top for light bulbs …
Three plafond were dirty as an outfit on a table in the "kornegryzke", and the fourth light of purity and winked at his own white … People bowler.

PS
We later washed all painted ceilings … and then almost burned up …
And the platoon commander for the "it" later showed that we are hard working men, even lampshades licked … In firing all like … Hehe.
It was … when was the usual weekly Friday "Just Worthless Day", well … PCBs.
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