Especially when the pioneers quilted with barbed, glowing wire. Brr! Is the Nazis instead of the heart of a stone?
During the movement, the girls saw several Soviet fighters pushing through the forest. Natasha ordered to stop the tank and offered to let the soldiers down. So inside there was no place, the soldiers settled on the armor - the tower and the corps. Even held hands that did not fall down.
The soldiers were young, almost all of them did not even have stubble, only the major was older than the rest. Angelica, being, like most red women, temperamental, began to flirt with the fighters. She even took the hands of the cutest and laid herself on her chest.
Natashka harshly screamed at the red beast:
- Keep calm!
The young man, blushing, removed his hands, and Angelica snarled:
- Well, do not you feel sorry for these boys, weaned off from the female affection?
Natasha, softened, replied:
- But it is not in front of everyone to do it ... When no one sees, then do what you want!
Angelica shook her hips in annoyance. Intimacy, pretty young men excited. And the redhead possessing hot blood, was suffering, which can not now satisfy the lust of the tigress. Svetlana was also excited, she wanted a man, but she knew how to control herself. Although already outlined a sacrifice among the young men on the armor. Here is the blonde with black eyebrows. When they stop for the night, then ...
Natasha also felt a desire in herself, but the education of the Komsomol protests against animal instincts. It is impossible here with the first comer, just because he is like making love. Although it is a pleasure.
Natasha drives these thoughts from herself, but the more she tries, the more she wants. Fortunately, another Soviet tank appeared ahead. And, judging by the size and shape - KV.
The girl was distracted, and Angelica, because the radio did not work, gave signals with flags. She replied with a Soviet tank. Like, everything is fine, we will soon leave the boiler.
Only Zoya looked alarmed - there might not have been enough fuel.
The blonde girl shouted at the redhead:
- Signal that we need fuel.
Angelica gave the signal. And they answered her. That the supply truck will soon fall and be better. The redhead stroked the soldier on his still beardless face and ... smacked his lips sharply. The young man flushed again. The major, frowning, asked:
- Why don't you kiss me?
Angelica tactless replied:
- You are too old!
The major with a hurt voice replied:
"I'm only thirty-three years old." Age of Christ!
Angelica sniffed contemptuously:
- I do not believe in God! - As Lenin said: God is just an illusion, but it is a very harmful illusion, it binds the mind!
The major, with sadness in his voice, replied:
"I didn"t believe in God either, but such an amazing incident happened to me that this can only be explained by the intervention of higher powers!"
The red-haired devil was skeptical:
- Everything can be explained from a materialistic position. It is only necessary to have relevant knowledge.
The major shrugged, his hair was already streaked with gray, and he really seemed at least forty years old. Angelica is still preferred by younger guys. And not too interested in major, as a man. Although curious, what is he unusual saw? Maybe devils?
Angelica held bare soles on the sharp part of the weapon. The heel became ticklish, and the fire beauty smiled.
Then she asked the major:
- And what have you seen?
He unexpectedly answered:
- You know, I'll tell you this at the next meeting!
Angelica was skeptical:
"But you can be killed?"
The major with deliberate indifference said:
- So this is the fate! Like you beauty!
Redhead seriously answered:
"I am a witch, and witches do not die in war!"
The major burst out laughing and stroked the girl on the fire head:
"An atheist witch ... It's so interesting!"
Angelica answered seriously:
- It does not interfere! In addition, not believing in hell, where bolder you are doing witchcraft!
The major still wanted to say something, as three shells sank into the KV tank ahead. Carefully disguised, the Germans set up an ambush. Moreover, one tank was the newest modification of the T-4 with a long-barreled 75 a millimeter cannon, capable of penetrating close-range and frontal armor KV. Again, the girls had to engage in an unequal battle. But apparently this is their fate - to fight and win! And nothing can be done against this even with their heroism!
Although when you win victories in this, then the whole charm! No fear!
Natasha sings loudly;
The fascist executioner pulls out his shoulders,
Here is the rack, tongs, drills at hand!
He wants to cripple the body of the soul,
A worthless monster, but seemingly cool!
It promises money, steamboats in the sea,
What even the title can give!
Actually let you in expenses
After all, for him you are just a corpse and a game!
He wants to know about our business,
What new chain to chain the poor!
Therefore, chasing generously I get on,
To forget the father and even the mother!
But we will serve the Motherland hard,
We do not break the cruelty executioner!
The branch will bend by the wind,
And babies bare crying is heard!
Yes, I lost the first difficult round,
But to recoup the Almighty will give a chance!
And after that I will send the enemy to the knockout,
My fist tight jaw reptile will give!
Motherland gives me such strength
What pain can all the torture overcome!
And come out of this bottomless grave,
So as not to gobbled up, angry bear!
A little more and salvation is close -
We will achieve victory over the enemy!
To live under the cover of the light of communism,
So that the sun flooded the house with gold!
. CHAPTER number 1.
The boy-child prodigy Oleg Rybachenko showed his girlfriend Margarita Bulgakova an intricate drawing made on the tablet. The girl, blinking blue eyes in bewilderment, said:
- These are some scribbles ...
The boy shook his head in reply.
- Yes, no ... This is the original way of moving in parallel universes. As you do not understand, I made a discovery!
Margarita laughed and noticed, pointing her fingers at the tablet:
- Until I see in reality, I will not believe! You are not yet thirteen, and you are claiming to be open to the academicians!
The light-haired boy with a haircut halfbox confidently stated:
- I know what I do! You can go to my country house and I will show it really works!
A tall girl with a quickly forming figure shook her long hair and answered, after a short pause:
- Now we will go ... What time to pull!
Oleg nodded to the girl, and politely suggested:
- Follow me!
Margarita went for the boy. Oleg Rybachenko was the pride of the school: a round high achiever, the winner of many olympiads, an athlete. But at the same time, it is disliked by many schoolchildren for their dissimilarity to the rest. In particular, in the classroom the boy wrote fantastic stories, which sometimes sadness in magazines, but their plot was often very elaborate. Often the boy didn"t say the smartest jokes. Often spoke negatively about the authorities, and in general was a black sheep.
Perhaps that is why Oleg and worked hard on boxing, not to become an outcast, and not to be beaten. The boy's knuckles are full and large. The face on the contrary is round, pretty, and kind.
Margarita is also an excellent student, and she loved to write different stories. The boy and girls became friends and went to the disco together. But at the same time, they often quarreled.
But now, on the way to the courtyard, Oleg and Margarita were blocked by the high school students. They began to growl wildly and make vulgar jokes. The boy, without thinking twice, snatched a plastic pistol, and drove it along the offenders with an electric arc.
The bugs fled in fear. Margarita showing them the tongue, and shouted:
- Here you will be!
And scared, she whispered to Oleg:
- Get out sooner, otherwise you will get into a special school!
The boy shivered. He really was almost shut in a beetle, for various skirmishes with high school students. Not only has already come home the policeman. Put the handcuffs on the child, and brought him into the yard, so that everyone could see.