JUru have kicked sideways, and it has sat down, having stumbled, on boxes. Felix Rybkin is dashing developed the long
grenade cup discharge on a tourist's fur-tree. Some Pathfinders have rushed to the left board. Zagonshchiki promptly came
nearer. Now to them was kilometres five-seven, it is no more. Horizon has clouded absolutely, and it was visible that before
zagonshchikami the smoky strip of flashes slides on desert. The megaphone has cried, blocking howl sirens: - All fire on
desert! All fire on desert! From the tank have started to shoot. JUra saw, how Zhilin's very large shoulders shudder from
shots, and saw white flashes over a board, and could not understand in any way where shoot and on whom shoot. Felix has
slapped it on a hood.
JUra has quickly submitted a grenade and has broken a cap from the following. Sirens stupidly and obstinately howled, shots
roared, and all have been very occupied, and there is nobody was to ask that occurs. Then Jura has seen, how from one of
coming nearer tanks the long red stream of fire similar to a spittle has broken, and has sunk in a smoky strip before a chain
zagonshchikov. Then he has understood. All shot on this smoky strip: there there were bloodsuckers. And the strip came
nearer.
Because of a hill, the stern forward, slowly rolled out Kuzmin's tank. The tank has not stopped yet when its body has swung
open and therefrom the huge black pipe was put forward. The pipe began to be lifted up to the sky and when it has fallen
asleep at an angle in forty five degrees, Kuzmin's Pathfinders by peas fell down through boards and have got under
caterpillars. From a body has tumbled down a dense black smoke, the pipe with lingering rattle has thrown out a huge tongue
of flame then the tank has clouded dust clouds. For a minute shooting has stopped. On a barkhan crest, metres in three
hundred, neither here nor there vspuchilsja a shaggy mushroom of a smoke and a dust.
Felix again shlepnul Juru on a hood. JUra has submitted to it at once one for another two grenades and has looked back on
Kuzmin's tank. In a dust it was visible, as Pathfinders with natugoj drag out a pipe from a body. JUre even it seemed that
through a roar and a crash of shots he hears muffled prokljatja.