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General Makarov, right?
– Yes sir! – | blurted out, – And when he flew in with an inspection to us in Kant, he liked to fly a
plane under my maintenance.
– In connection with what, such an honor to you, Baran Valentin Yurievich?
– lam an engineer by profession, a lieutenant, arrived at the base of the school with a high-
quality stock of knowledge of aviation technology, which | received at the Ufa Aviation Institute
named after Sergo Ordzhonikidze, so he trusted my Czech training machine L-29, and therefore
me too.
– What is your specialty?
– Not the main specialty, but a military technical one, it sounds and is written like this:
“Operation and repair of aircraft and propulsion systems”.
– Yes, God himself ordered you to stay on extra urgent, why didn’t you stay? – the commander
asked in a more businesslike tone.
| realized that we were having a confidential conversation, what would it be for?
– My mother was sick at that time and | had to take care of her, so | didn’t stay, and now it’s
quite late for me to be fifty-five years old. – With some sadness in my voice, | said.
– Your country, stuffed with CIA agents, and M16, is mercilessly pushed into a meat grinder,
stuffed with weapons, though outdated, which it is not a pity to throw into the scrap, like your
male population. These scoundrels do not feel sorry for anyone in Ukraine. We also know that
there is a ruthless struggle between the US and Britain over this territory, especially among the
CIA and M16, a complete deal. The struggle for the dispersion of money allocated by America
and London for the war. We are interested in these disagreements, so | suggest you return
home to Kyiv, how do you agree?
– Excuse me, comrade lieutenant colonel, they will seize me as a deserter and burn me, on the
cross! – My indignation knew no bounds.
– Don't muddy the waters, captain, if you don't know anything, | won't give you impossible
tasks, so listen… – And the lieutenant colonel outlined in detail what and how | have to
rehabilitate myself before the military conscription administration. And in the end, the
lieutenant colonel shook my hand and wished me success in my new business trip to his home.
The same detachment commander escorted me out of the captured military town, wishing me
good luck. | am with the same travel bag full of American rubles given to me for spending on
the introduction of spy graters into enemy bins between the most powerful intelligence
agencies in the world, the CIA and MI6. What | couldn't put together the fact that the FSB
cannot give such responsible tasks to the first comer, and asked the lieutenant colonel about
this. And | received an answer that in the current situation, when our agent was shot dead by
an incompetent sniper, at the very moment when | approached the captured base with a
detachment, the FSB lieutenant colonel had no choice but to entrust the task to me, who was
more suitable than anyone for such a responsible work… In the center of Belaya Tserkov, there
was still the same bus on which | arrived. The driver seemed to be waiting for me alone,
because as soon as | sat down in my seat, | immediately turned on the engine, the bus started
moving. There was no one in the salon, out of my natural curiosity and asked:
– You, that me were waitinger for cone alone, that you immediately set off on the road?
– You see, | stood here for three hours, none of the passengers wanted to go, then | got angry
and said to myself; – Listen to Petro, if the mountain does not go to Magomed, then Magomed
goes to the mountain! And as soon as at least one passenger appears, | will immediately take
him the only one right up to Kyiv, and for free?
– | agree with you! – said, and sat down in the first place that came across. At the entrance to
Kiev, a military militiaman looked at me and let the bus pass by the checkpoint, apparently
thinking that for such an important person as me, they were driving an empty tourist salon for a
reason. | arrived home at 5:30 pm. Having taken unfinished brandy from the refrigerator,
poured himself half a glass and drained the drink, he felt a surge of strength and balance. Then
he took a shower, fried sausages with eggs and had dinner, drinking coffee with cognac… On
the calendar was the morning of Thursday, August 25, 2022. After a bachelor's breakfast, | went
to the draft board. The military commissar, seeing me, got up from his place at the desk and
exclaimed:
– You?! You again?! – He didn't have enough words for more.
– The military town and the airfield have been captured, there is a battle with the Russian
landing force and local territorial defense, it was not possible to get into the service of the
regiment commander, so | decided to return to Kiev.
– And what to directly define you as a deserter, or how, you order ?!
– I do not shy away from service, | just do not like certainty in the actions of the prescription, so
| returned home, decide where | am now, or give me a delay!
– For what kind of cases you are supposed to be postponed, | have already reported that the
order in the number of conscripts has been completed! And here is a deserter in your face,
what a phenomenon ?! What are you going to do with you, huh?!
– Postponement, for family reasons, that's all! – in unison with the raised tones in the voice of
the military commissar, | firmly said.
– No, you'll go to my penalty baht for evading service! You know, there is a military garrison for
people like you, near the Arsenalnaya metro station, now a squad is escorting you there, they
know what to do with such people!
– You, Major, do not know the laws well, | am not yet a military man, just a mobilized conscript
and not bound by an oath to the state of Ukraine, therefore | can be subject to a civil court
under the article of draft evasion for military service, the term is provided there, so shut up
your garrison, you know where! – With every word | said, the major's eyes popped up on his
forehead, which suddenly became huge and immobilized from mouse brown ones. And |
decided to save the state of things, hanging like a thundercloud, threatening to break out with
thunder and lightning:
– | think we will agree, – and | boldly laid out on the table pre-prepared 600 dollars, – my
reprieve!
The military commissar looked at the money for a long time, not daring to take it, | realized that
it was not enough, | added another four hundred. Here he quickly scooped them up into the
junk of the table and said in a meaningful and calm voice, as if had replaced a person in the face
of a military commissar:
– Now | will give you an order to installment plans for a year, until the next new year, then we
will think about what to do with you further, will it suit you?
– Quite! – answered, as the master of my fate. And the military commissar continued partingly:
– When the patrol meets you on the street, show this order, – with these words, he took out the
appropriate form from the safe and began to fill in the data from my passport, sealed and
handed me this form with his passport, adding, – to | didn't see you again!
| shoved my passport, along with the deferment form for the military ID, into the inside pocket
of my jacket and left the military enlistment office. Taking a deep breath of freedom, | again
found myself in the Velyka Kyshenya store on the way home. With purchases and with a light
heart, entered the entrance of his house. The next morning | went to the address indicated by
the lieutenant colonel to coordinate my work with the FSB agent in Kyiv. On the way to the
metro, | went to the Velyka Kyshenya supermarket and ordered two packs of warmed-up Italian
pizza with mushrooms in the culinary area, paid, put the pizza in my travel bag and entered the
metro at the Obolon station. Having left on "Teatralnaya", | went along Vladimirskaya street to
house number 32. It was a five-story pre-war building dating back to tsarist times. | entered the
gloomy corridor, and going up to the concierge, who was sitting in a closet under the stairs
behind a glass window, inquired about the owner of the apartment:
