About the book: year / The helicopter switched to silent mode. The blades changed their geometry and began to rotate more slowly. Lazier. The body of the turntable vibrated noticeably. The pilot turned around, raised two fingers - "victory". The major nodded. Two minutes until arrival. He spoke quietly, weightily. The group members instantly gathered themselves, shook off their relaxed drowsiness, and moved closer. “The task is simple like a girl,” the Major instructed. - We're cutting a passage. Let's go in. Zachi... - the usual “we are clearing the territory” was on the tongue, but today was a different case. - We are inspecting the territory. Let's make sure it's safe. Is the task clear? - That's right! - the fighters responded in unison. Petrenko muttered quietly: “Yeah.” We were called to check on the diner. About cigarette butts in ketchup. - Stop talking! - The major lowered the corners of his mouth. He himself did not like this task. - Let's do the job and return to base. The faster the better.