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Fuel
Оглавление– Hans, why are we wobbling like that?
– We entered the turbulence zone, sir!
– What turbulence zone, are you crazy? We are in another galaxy! In airless space!
– Probably the intrigues of the Russians, sir!
– Impossible for the same reason! Have you refueled at the base?
– I have… most likely, I mean, sir…
– Well, while you were goofing with that… cheerful refueller, flamingo legs, button nose, mouth to ears… Have you loaded the fuel in?
– I think so, yes, sir…
– How much, what brand?
– I don’t remember exactly, sir, let me check the data…
– To hell with your data! Turn off the engines Immediately, signal an alarm to the base while there is still some energy left: we’ve got a hole in the board, we were attacked by the Russians, or some other shit happened! They won’t fly to rescue the assholes who forgot to refuel! It’s your luck we are still not far away from the base.
– No, sir!
– What?
– Yes, sir!
– And change that dreamy face of yours! Next time I will do the refueling, not you!
– Sorry, sir!
