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Sarai
Оглавление– Sir, we are running out of fuel!
– What is there on the course?
– In half an hour from us, there’s the “Caravanserai 14” base.
– Request boarding and refueling!
– There’s no access, sir. They have run out of fuel! In an hour of flight, there is “Caravanserai 15”!
– Request a refueling and landing!
– They don’t accept anybody; they are on quarantine!
– Plague on both their Serais, Hans, on we go!
– Next is the base “Berlogovo 13”! As the name suggests, they are the Russians, sir!
– Request their rates and affiliation!
– Pytchpytchshlimazlbesamemucho…
– What The Hemp is that?
– That’s their answer, sir!
– Blast! Request again!
– The same answer, sir!
– Probably everyone is drunk as shit. They look ridiculous and disgraceful there, Hans, I am telling you, this is the Russian base!
– What’s to be done, sir? We need to refuel, otherwise we will not reach the destination!
– No fear! We’ll have to smile from ear to ear, drink vodka and shout Russian songs about their homeland and Cheburashka.
– Who’s Cheburashka, sir?
– Nobody knows for sure, Hans! It’s a small bear cub sort of creature with big round ears. Every Russian likes it so much, that may die for it.
– Does it bite?
– Bites haven’t been reported yet, its mouth is too small, but it has a friend, a crocodile, that one may bite for sure!
– Those Russians, Sir.
– Those Russians definitely, Hans! Where were you born?
– On the Isle of Consent, sir!
– Oh, Consent! That’s your luck, Hans! You can tell them a story about your consent, I trust you can cope.
– Only with your help, sir!
– And some aspirin that we pocket!
– There might be Russian girls there, sir!
– Definitely, what are the Russians without their girls! Try not to drink too much: girls and vodka are, as you say, antagonists!
– No, sir, I’ll try not to!
– Do you mind if I say I was born on the Island of Consent too? We are in fact twin brothers, apart from the fact that our fathers are different and so are our mothers! Besides, I am a bit older and am your “nachalnik”. Russians love stories like that, full of complex logic and ardor.
– I don’t mind that at all, sir! What is “nachalnik”?
– Your boss! Remember, Hans, girls cannot refuse anything to those who were born on the Isle of Consent! They must consent, otherwise, they will break our ancient traditions, wake up the spirits of our ancestors, cause earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and such disasters in enormous proportions. Tell them everything that your imagination is capable of…
– We’ve got no other choice now but to fly, sir, I can feel it in my bones!
– I count on all the endurance and courage you are capable of, Hans! We mustn’t lose our faces in front of the Russian girls!
– Serving the system, sir!
– Off we fly!
