The Projectiles And moan! Better "сидор" скиньте, pood two for back carry! In the darkness, trying discern her(its) turning white person, Novikov listened her(its) whisper and kept quiet, - he never felt such bitter, burning feeling of the loss, suddenly happened to him irreparable life unfairness. Having Raised oneself slightly, he suddenly became to kiss her(its) weakly budging lips, soft brow, мохнатую колючесть lashes and has spoken resolutely, преувеличенно cheerfully: "Good lad Ovchinnikov! The Well done! - wanted desperately to yell Novikovu. "Ovchinnikova no, to you entrench!" He to I entrench? Why? Who has ordered him? He threw the instruments? - thought Novikov. - an Instruments Ovchinnikova do not exist?" - Lena where, beside instruments? With drone, is woke;waked having stopped on height, whacked дальнобойный бризантный; from torn облака, appeared on instrument, dashed the splinter, зашлепали ahead of ровика. - Me it is necessary to see most, - has answered Novikov. - Most. vixena nylon glamour - What not видать? - Novikov annoyed has grasped the belt and holster with kresla. - This not видать, so, can, that is seen? Where Aleshin? Why immediately have not woke;waked? - Here is that, Vitya, chocolate I your has transferred, - has said Novikov. - You - thank you. She has said that much loves chocolate. The Short cheer on german language has heard he behind. Weightless-easy became him, nobody did not compress the wounded hand, but he even so wanted be turned to see that expected him(it) for back, has wheezed: - Beside machine gun! - Novikov with fury спрыгнул in ровик and ed to manual machine gun, for which, hunchbacked bent back, stood the scout, вжимаясь cheek in loge. - Where her(it), comrade major? The Emery! - Here is and all. Now I in hospital, in медсанбат - where better and quick. - Do Not send, comrade captain! If lung wounding, do not send. But he stood, tremor from weekness, not moving, not выплюнул, but it is difficult сглотнул filled mouth blood, hissed the выговорил: - That beside you here? The Wedding?.. - This way. You here is that: in the last resort прикройте me fire. - I in infantry, to czech, wait here, - has said he in whisper and disappeared in the dark. The German in unbuttoned french all over dug on edge of a forest, rustled thrown from trench land, were heard the unacquainted someone else commands. The Tanks, gravely clanking caterpillar, moving backward, вползали in bushes, under shade tree; - A Russian captain. This sixth company? - If this exploring, that their little. They could already pass. - Roll up you cigarette... But you after all are not wounded. Can Not represent to you ranilo. - And has spoke quickly, глядя, as he lights a cigarette, on habit having barriered palm flicker cigarette-lighters: - I noticed: more kill and is wounded young. Why? Why them? The Experience beside them, caution less? But here is you unwary, I noticed... You really do not cherish the life? The Bunker shook small tremor, floor tight went underfoot, in short gap between breakup, as from beneath water, was infused remote пулеметный crackle. Now already all was clear that this not usual артналет, not usual skirmish man on duty орудий and machine gun after recent cruel fighting when taking the city Kasno, on border of the Czechoslovakias. - Yes what hospital, comrade captain? - trying smile, mumbled on. - So, ерундовина. It Is Missed. Why this you? I to major it is necessary... Thank you, comrade captain! Malapropos this... Bogatenkov has opened slightly the eye, particularly clear, brown, amazed that-that, as if, not faith, heed to to itself. Not having answered зов Novikova, he has slowly conducted the hand from projectile, afterwards mistrustful, bending head, has felt the belly, has weakly scattered the finger and, with peacefully-gloomy surprise глядя on измазанную by blood palm, has said quietly, сожалеюще and simply: - A Fool, глупец! Cleare out to devil! Otherwise I do not know that do!.. - Yes. But tomorrow I all send her(it) in медсанбат. Or today in the night. Depending on situations. All looked at city. Suhonikiy in black raincoat has removed the service cap, denuded rare grey hairs, and, coldly глядя on card Ovchinnikova, briefly and утомленно has said something. Has Heard beside wheeze, whistling breathing: at once approached from darkness white circle whose-that person with extended blackness of the eyelets, hot хрипящего рта. - Otchepisi, - смущенно and has long asked Lyagalov, as before hold for remeni. - Znobit me, comrade lieutenant... Allow? - And, trampled awkwardly, climb with clumsiness of the elderly person upstairs, showerring shoe land, looking over aside combat safeguarding german. Give the fire on him? CHtob were shut! - Vodicy, Lenochka... holodnoy. - And shrivelled guilty and zhalko. - Or кваску... with льда. Gazirovku... too... vixena nylon glamour Novikov has got up. She looked at it as it were end-to-end sightless eye, silent biting lips. And he could not уйти immediately. Her(its) neck bordered by winch гимнастерки, hairs, shoulder straps on narrow shoulder, edge of the cheek - all were anxiously-rose in light oozed in park зари. And all that was beside and behind her(its) helpless compressed figures, shamed in full and alarm наливе зябкого morning autumn. And was shown on wink, exactly on this bit of the ground was not a wars, but was simply autumn and rose cool air without shot, without гудения tank for height.