Cheerfully here at you, - I have told, shaking off a cream jacket.
The sergeant has flashed teeth through a brick dust: is anything - frighten. And here they have one with a carbine so beats,
the rascal, as in a dash.
Whence at them "gokisy"? - I have asked. - or it is yours try? - At all of them that you want, is, - the sergeant has wiped the
person, having left on it red strips. - it is necessary to get over on that party. See a gate? To a gate was metres forty.
On one and - quickly, - the sergeant has ordered. Has jumped out and as if has dived, almost falling, has run across street.
Was late has struck turn, has beaten out sparks from asphalt, glass has rung out. I have rushed, without waiting, while the
turn will come to an end. On me did not shoot.
Here we and on a place, - the sergeant has told. He has lighted.
The good submachine gunner would lay you without ceremony.
Under the good submachine gunner I also have not got.
It has opened a ragged door on the ground floor. In apartment the chaos reigned.
The furniture has been turned, on a floor hundreds mirror splinters sparkled.
The polished wall was drawn obliquely by a bullet path. On each side the beaten out window there was a captain-commando
and absolutely very young lieutenant. At both on a neck plates of gas masks hung. Very strongly smelt as garlic.
By order of the chief of protection... - having stepped forward, the sergeant has started to report.
The captain has sharply turned to it the white person filled up by a lime and has shouted the broken voice: - To a wall! We
have hardly jumped aside. The automatic turn has passed on a floor, mirror fountains have scattered.
Have marked all the same, swine, - the captain has told.
The lieutenant every second wiped the person a palm: - It is necessary to change a position.
Late, already late, - the captain has spoken and has again hung over a portable radio set: - Hanson, you hear me? Hanson!
What there at you? - Have occupied an attic, - has reached in the answer. - in a minute it is begun. I will inform.
Balim! - the captain has cried. - in a minute you will close windows. You will densely close, has understood? That a nose
could not put out! - will not put out, the captain, will put out nothing, - the slow voice was with a strong south accent.