- Close to the elbow, but do not bite!
Here the edge of the sword clawed a girl-tigress like a cobra, cutting the armor plate and exposing the breast: fluffy and with crimson nipples. The Chinese man roared sadly:
- And now you just have to pray! Which church do you prefer: Catholic or Gospel?
Magda evil replied:
- The church differs from the prostitute in that bliss always postpones for later!
The Chinese bared their crooked teeth:
- And that sense of humor has not changed you! Oh girl how I feel sorry to maim such beauty as you!
Magda bared her teeth:
- And I do not mind! In general, it is a pity for the bee, and the bee is on the Christmas tree, and the tree is in the forest! Where the forest - on the nose!
The Chinese roared back:
- Germany has a lot of enemies! Magda deftly retorted:
- Many cooks - spoil the porridge!
After the next outburst of a narrow-eyed warrior, a bloody streak remained on the girl"s chest. Gerda oyknula and retreated. The Chinese growled:
- Here you get!
The girl replied calmly:
- Who does not get on the brain, he will never wiser! Brains like a wallet, you need to get to fill them!
The Chinese snapped:
- Well, you love sophistry! For the first time I see such an educated and erudite girl. You know, maybe you'd better go to the army of Great Rome. With us, any person, regardless of nationality, can occupy the highest position under the emperor!
Magda replied:
"Better to die than betray!"
The narrow-eyed warrior remarked:
- This is not reasonable, look at the battle goes our cavalry ... And when you get captured, you will literally howl from the pain on the rack!
Magda calmly replied:
- It is better to calmly strike once than to scream a hundred times!
But alas, the Chinese seem to be right; thousands of Roman horsemen, led by the emperor himself (his armor is as if covered with a crust of diamonds, rubies and emeralds!), Are being sent to the barbarians. However, the horsemen of Attila had already managed to kill most of the enemy archers, the boys of the barbarian troops themselves began to intensively send arrows to the enemy ranks. Desperately chopped Christina cheered her partner:
- Do not give up Magda! Do not give in to his promises! Better pull yourself together and resolutely win!
Attila, along with his warriors, entered the Roman system. His gigantic swords, like the blades of a screw, beat up a bloody mixer. And the thug himself went forward, trying to break into the emperor.
Magda philosophically remarked:
- Want to become a herdsman herds, do not be a sheep!
Christine agreed:
-Each ram wants to become a shepherd while the wolf is far away, and the rifle is near!
Here Magda received another wound in the stomach. The girl retreated again. Her bare foot suddenly stood on the point of the dagger protruding and Magda squeaked:
- Oh oh oh! How painful!
Christine herself has already received several injuries and leaned back. The warrior screamed:
- Take care of your strength, the Romans will not stand a long cut!
But the barbarians really had to be tight. More and more Roman troops entered the battle. Here in the brutal fight the horsemen in golden armor rushed. Above them fluttered banners with wolf heads. And the bogatyr rushed ahead, perhaps even larger than Attila. At the same time, the Romans even tried to reach the army of barbarians from the flanks, launching two regiments of the powerful with spears and bronze armor, bypassing the main battlefield. Magda prayed:
- We are running out of power, we are about to lose!
Kristina suggested:
- And you sing back! The song helps us to build and live! Under the drum under the red banner of the campaign! And the one who walks with a song in life; he will never be lost anywhere!
Both girls sang in chorus, and despite the injured voice; was like a pipe:
There is a call of the soldiers,
Not a profession, not a title!
Though sometimes a hundred pounds automatic,
There is no march, flesh-torment flesh!
But we go, putting forward a step,
Because we serve the Fatherland!
Believe, the evil enemy will be defeated,
To have fun while living!
We were taught from the cradle almost,
For the Fatherland to fight with courage!
There used to be swords from steel,
And now the RPG in a strong knapsack!
Do not step back or step back
Though the bodies of the grave side!
We shall cut a row of foes
May the Most High add strength to us!
Tanks rod, planes fly,
Bombs raining and tearing shells!
Do not hold us for vile puppies,
Soldiers are hardened! Here is a comrade died like a hero
You will not put anything under the cross!
Often people play with fate,
But love will be stronger - believe me!
Though in a battle where nailing is hard,
Recall our illustrious ancestors!
As we went to Rome for a long time,
What not to eat slaves in the vile scraps!
Did not appear to bow to us to beat,
Do not put our world on your knees!
We're krechety - we beat the game ourselves,
Representatives of all generations!
That effort is also a throw,
The enemy is already visible, finely shaking!
The bullet almost hit the temple
Darkened in the eyes of our sun!
But we went up to attack,
Smash nasty bayonets butt!
We will burn out the Fritz, if you need fire,
Our fighter has become without prices - just a treasure!
As soon as the girl-tigress died, the main hero of the Roman army in gold with sapphire cornflowers fell from the blow of Attila. A Chinese-inspired girl cut it down even earlier, and now attacked the representative of the commander of the infantry. He entered into battle with the present, one-eyed giant and even began to crowd him, waving his sword:
- You monster will not cope with us! Because we are Germans!
The thug rudely replied:
- Germans are peppers! Nation crippled!
Magda got really angry.
- Not! We are Germans a priori nation of great warriors. That nation that used to win and not in front of anyone not to bend!
The giant curled his lip and immediately got the edge of the sword in the throat. From the bull's neck the fountain danced ... He staggered, and immediately received a shot under the heart ... Magda exclaimed:
- Heroism has no age!
Christina cheered her friend:
- Truly crush them my dear stronger ... There will be even more rapid pressure!
At this moment, one of the barefoot archer boys dumped the Roman emperor with an accurate shot. And it was necessary to please the arrow directly into the eye!
Magda sang, singing:
- Wow! Not in the eyebrow, but in the eye!
Christina twisted her finger to the temple:
- And what! Better to hit one time than curse a hundred! Well, now the enemy will run!
Magda chopped down another warrior, confirmed:
- The enemy from fear will tremble and jump away will jump!
Indeed, the ranks of the Romans hesitated and began to yield. Generally, when the army takes flight it is creepy. Even if it is such a disciplined army as ancient Rome. No wonder, after all, Genghis Khan, in the event that one dozen had escaped, ordered the execution of a whole hundred ... Although the accuracy of the last order is questioned whether it is not a fiction of historians. Even in Rome, every tenth was executed while fleeing. Flickering bare legs, girls and boys rushed to pursue the enemy. And the horns began to play ...
Magda woke up, abruptly jumped up, the girls quickly lined up. We washed, brushed our teeth and again smeared with protective creams with a forced march through the desert. So they are barefoot in some swimsuits and rushed through the sandy hell.
The Arab kids showed their fingers in surprise and whistled:
- Deutsche Akbar!
Magda looked around and looked at the retreating palm trees with anguish, then whispered to Christine:
- Again in hell!