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Putin Is A Trailer In Gorbachev'S Misses

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    The Almighty Gods-Demiurges sent the person and soul of Vladimir Putin into the body of Mikhail Gorbachev on March 2, 1987. And so it began. Instead of democratization and perestroika, a tightening of the screws and a return to Stalin's times began. The war in Afghanistan intensified, and ultimately, the USSR, under the leadership of Gorbachev and Putin, embarked on territorial conquest!
  PUTIN IS A TRAILER IN GORBACHEV'S MISSES
  ANNOTATION
  The Almighty Gods-Demiurges sent the person and soul of Vladimir Putin into the body of Mikhail Gorbachev on March 2, 1987. And so it began. Instead of democratization and perestroika, a tightening of the screws and a return to Stalin's times began. The war in Afghanistan intensified, and ultimately, the USSR, under the leadership of Gorbachev and Putin, embarked on territorial conquest!
  PROLOGUE
  Resembling a handsome, fair-haired boy of twelve or thirteen, Sphero of Catastrophe-the Overgod-demiurge and creator of many universes-had grown in size. The Almighty Child-Creator looked at the palm of his hand, which now contained the galaxy, including the planet Earth, and remarked:
  - Something has gone wrong in the development of humanity!
  The creator, the Overgoddess Emmanuelle, appeared next to him. She looked like a very beautiful girl. She smiled.
  She shook the galactic supercluster with her bare toes and replied with a grin:
  - Yes! The world is becoming increasingly multipolar. And the Slavs are exterminating each other with savage fury.
  The boy, Sphero, turned around; he was wearing shorts and tanned. This time, the young God's bare foot literally grabbed the entire universe and spun it around in a spiral. The handsome boy spun it around and concluded:
  - We need to somehow deal with Vladimir Putin!
  Emmanuel, flexing her abdominal muscles - Nadbogina was wearing only a revealing bikini - said:
  - Of course we must. But this is only possible in the form of a game!!!
  The boy-demiurge in shorts, who had created a great many universes but still remained a child in his thinking, suggested:
  - Then let's do what many Russians dream of!
  The Supergoddess Emmanuel flashed her pearly teeth and asked with a smile:
  - And what exactly?
  Sfero Katastrofov quite logically suggested:
  - Let's transfer the soul of Vladimir Putin into Mikhail Gorbachev!
  Emmanuelle giggled, released a fiery pulsar from her bare toes and asked:
  - And what time?
  The boy-demiurge answered with a radiant smile:
  - In 1985. Let's see if Vladimir Putin can manage perestroika and politics better than Mikhail Gorbachev!
  And the boy also snapped his bare toes, his tanned, beautiful and graceful childish feet, releasing a destructive quasar.
  Emmanuel giggled and noted:
  - What? It would even be funny! Although it would be fraught with consequences for humanity!
  Sphero logically noted:
  "The main trunk of time will win. Vladimir Putin will disappear, the hot war with Ukraine will end, as will the cold war with the West. And everything will be much better than before!"
  Emmanuel nodded and sang:
  - Our hearts demand change,
  Our eyes demand change...
  In our laughter and in our tears,
  And the pulsation of the veins...
  Changes, we are waiting for changes!
  Sfero Katastrofov nodded in agreement:
  - I'm making the transfer!
  And again they clicked, this time the bare, graceful, dexterous toes of both feet of the Boy-Nadbog.
  . CHAPTER ? 1.
  Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev, by a twist of fate, found himself the ruler of a sixth of the world's landmass and the second-largest empire in terms of economic potential. Militarily, the USSR was arguably even the most powerful. Thus, a man barely fifty-four years old acquired enormous, practically unlimited power.
  But this power had to be used wisely. The USSR, however, was beset by a host of problems. Shelves were increasingly empty, and commodity shortages were growing. Long-term construction projects were becoming a real disaster. Crime and suicide rates were rising, and the party's authority was declining. The Soviet army was also bogged down in Afghanistan, suffering significant losses there. Alcoholism also became a major problem, with many people simply drinking themselves to death, and absenteeism increased.
  Economic growth slowed, and scientific progress began to falter. Interethnic relations also worsened.
  Something had to be done. Foreign policy was in the grip of the Cold War and the arms race! And the decline of the USSR's authority and the ideas of communism in general. The Contras were active in Nicaragua, the Unitas in Angola, and war was raging in many countries. South Africa was refusing to give up Namibia. Black people were rebelling, but not very strongly. South Korea's economy was on the rise. The price of oil was falling...
  Mikhail Gorbachev decided to begin the process of perestroika and democratization, but wasn't this an attempt to put out fire with gasoline? And how, for example, did the people, and especially the national elites, take advantage of this freedom? They literally climbed the walls against the USSR!
  And against the Communist Party and the ideas of socialism. But, of course, not right away. The Communists themselves, by slinging mud at Stalin, created the pretext for the erosion of the CPSU's authority. And Mikhail Gorbachev also made a mess of things. The fight against alcoholism alone is worth a lot.
  Among other things, it led to a drop in treasury revenues and increased shortages of goods. And drunkards became less fond of the Soviet regime.
  Does a heavy drinker really need much? Pay him enough to buy a bottle of ink at ninety-six kopecks per half liter, and he'll be happy. And while alcohol consumption has declined, drug addiction has increased.
  Putin entered Mikhail Gorbachev's body in March 1987, at the age of fifty-six. Everything could still be changed, and it wasn't too late to fix it. For now, Mikhail Gorbachev remains firmly in the General Secretary's chair and has even removed several long-time opposition members from the Politburo: Romanov, Grishin, Aliyev, and Tikhonov. He hasn't yet removed Yeltsin, a candidate member of the Politburo and the head of Moscow State University.
  But he won't go anywhere. If he persists, they'll put him in jail!
  In any case, Vladimir Putin has moved into Gorbachev's aging but still vigorous body. He himself, in his previous life, was far from youthful and healthy. And he, too, was up to his ears in problems. One of them, of course, was the war with Ukraine, where the blitzkrieg plan failed! Tens of thousands of Russian soldiers perished in the bloodiest massacre since World War II.
  And now, in Gorbachev's body, you have to solve new problems. Putin himself served in the GDR during those years, and those were relatively happy times. It's all the better when you're young. But at seventy, life is no longer a joy. Sleep isn't as refreshing as it used to be, it's hard to get up in the morning, and your stamina isn't what it used to be-you have to take stimulants. And you're not feeling so good with women. Your desire and energy are fading. It would be nice to inhabit Alexander the Great, who was only thirty-two when he died. But now you're old yourself, and you've inhabited someone who's not exactly young, and not in particularly good physical shape.
  And even more so in a person who is up to his ears in problems.
  There is already Chernobyl, and the consequences of the fight against alcoholism, and the shortage of goods, and the already slandered past - Stalin and so on.
  Well, Lenin hasn't been ruined yet. The series of velvet revolutions hasn't yet occurred in Eastern Europe. That is, the socialist camp exists. And Soviet troops haven't yet left Afghanistan in disgrace.
  So, it's still possible to reverse history and save the USSR. And General Secretary Mikhail Gorbachev is firmly in his seat. But what exactly should be done?
  Vladimir Putin, finding himself in the body of the General Secretary, felt a void within himself. The mechanism of perestroika had already been set in motion, democratization and the anti-Stalin campaign had begun. And it couldn't be stopped so easily.
  Putin-Gorbachev looked at himself in the mirror: he wasn't exactly a handsome man. His hair was already graying and he had a noticeable bald spot. Putin himself, at seventy, had a less prominent bald spot. Gorbachev, at fifty-six, looked like he had a fourteen-year head start, but he was a bit flabby and his face was uncharismatic.
  And health problems-the old man's memory suggests they exist, including diabetes. However, even in his previous life, Vladimir Putin wasn't particularly healthy, despite rumors circulating about him. And they staged footage of the Russian president playing hockey like a pro. But it's clear what kind of hockey player you are at seventy years old and with practically no training.
  There was also an attempt to play a role - a kind of macho man who seems to never age and expects to rule until the end of the world!
  In fact, the war with Ukraine was leading the world toward World War III. Putin himself had hoped it wouldn't last long: a few days, maybe two or three weeks at most. But the Ukrainians refused to submit to Russia. And it turned out that the Russian army wasn't so invincible after all. And Ukrainian generals weren't so corrupt. Although Kherson was taken through bribery, they turned out to be a tiny minority.
  Ukraine's resistance marked the end of Putin's period of phenomenal luck, when everything seemed to come so easily. Including the seizure of Crimea. Crimea turned out like something out of a science fiction novel. Even the reality of such a thing is hard to believe.
  And then there were difficult times: oil prices fell, but existing reserves bailed us out. At one point, it seemed Russia's fortunes were turning. Oil and gas prices plummeted, and the coronavirus couldn't be contained. But then luck returned-gas and oil prices skyrocketed.
  And then the Russian president"s mind began to ring with the thought: you could become a second Genghis Khan or Napoleon.
  And Kazakhstan was lucky: a rebellion broke out there. It was just strong enough to frighten Tokayev into asking for help, but at the same time too weak to necessitate a real war.
  And it seemed like a sign from heaven: you could now become a great conqueror. And a blow in the style of Napoleon Bonaparte.
  But the enemy was underestimated. The Ukrainians turned out to be far better prepared for war than expected, and had dug in thoroughly. And Zelenskyy turned out to be far from the weakling and spineless man many thought.
  So the blitzkrieg Vladimir Putin had hoped for failed. The war became protracted and brutal.
  At first it seemed that oil and gas prices had skyrocketed and would ruin the West.
  But in the summer, global oil production increased, and Saudi Arabia decided to push Russia out of Europe, causing prices to fall again. Then the Taliban, deciding the moment was opportune, attacked Tajikistan and opened a new front in the southern CIS.
  And here Russia had to fight almost alone, since the Tajiks turned out to be weak in fighting spirit - they surrendered en masse and deserted.
  The opening of a new front in the south was generally expected. Especially since the Americans promised to recognize the Taliban as the legitimate authority of Afghanistan and unfreeze its accounts. The Taliban also wanted expansion. Furthermore, the interception of drug caravans on the Tajik border played a role. This could lead to a colossal breakthrough.
  In America, they even reproached the military for not leaving Afghanistan earlier: then the war with Russia would have started much faster.
  Putin, on his seventieth birthday, faced serious problems. Specifically, he had to redeploy troops to Tajikistan through several countries. And to do so, he had to declare a partial mobilization. In principle, he should have allocated more forces from the start to seize Ukraine. But various military experts insisted that the Ukrainians were utterly incompetent fighters, that they couldn't compare to ISIS, and that they would be literally overwhelmed.
  In the very first days, it seemed so. But a single airborne regiment failed to take Kyiv in one fell swoop. Moreover, the paratroopers suffered heavy losses and retreated. Then the troops had to withdraw from Kyiv and the surrounding region.
  The war dragged on, casualties mounted, and Ukrainian resistance grew stronger and stronger.
  Arms supplies from the West also increased. In Russia, despite all the propaganda efforts, anti-war sentiment grew. The Liberal Democratic Party (LDPR) had a new leader, and this was also a signal: the old politicians were fading away. Some had come under pressure, others had left. Zyuganov, too, had aged and weakened. Criticism of him in the Communist Party (CPRF) intensified. Besides, the Communists were destined to be the opposition and to clash with the authorities. And yet, they supported the war with Ukraine. And then, of course, the attacks on Zyuganov intensified.
  Putin, of course, sided with Gennady Andreyevich in this situation: at least he was safe. An old horse won't spoil the furrow, but he won't plow it deep either.
  Zyuganov is a phenomenon in itself. He essentially voluntarily blew the election to Yeltsin; he was weak and passive. And then he got very old. A convenient opposition. And the Communists tolerated him, which is stupid. They're not very smart.
  This is just another example of communists' vice of autocracy. United Russia has more diversity of opinion and freedom. Sergei Shoigu, for example, has lost his credibility over Ukraine. And there are also ideas to remove him from the co-chairs.
  Putin's health deteriorated during his seventieth birthday celebrations. And quite seriously. Well, at seventy, Stalin, Brezhnev, and Khrushchev were clearly giving in. And Putin was no exception. He started thinking about a successor. Especially since the Ukrainians want to get rid of him. And who knows? We all walk under God.
  But who should he appoint as his replacement? So that he wouldn't die like Zhirinovsky, who died without a will. One idea was to appoint his eldest daughter as prime minister. But that would have meant ruining the economy. Mikhail Mishustin wasn't particularly popular. He was even born on March 3rd, the day after Mikhail Gorbachev. And that seemed an ominous sign. And Mikhail Vladimirovich's bald head is even balder than Gorbachev's. And those bald heads always put their predecessors under pressure. So Mikhail Mishustin needs to be gotten rid of, but it's unclear who to appoint. Everyone has their flaws. Dmitry Rogozin was recommended, but United Russia doesn't like him very much.
  Putin personally liked Medvedev, but he wasn't popular with the people and was, perhaps, a softy. Plus, Medvedev proved himself a poor prime minister. The options were limited. There was also Vaino. His last name is also somewhat un-Russian and associated with the war. But he's from the Baltics, and that's really not the best option, although he really is a fox, as vile, cunning, and treacherous as Vladimir Putin himself!
  However, Dmitry Medvedev was also a fox, although outwardly he gave the impression of a slug and a soft-bodied intellectual.
  But appearances can be deceiving. General Lebed is quite menacing in appearance. And this scared off the elite. The oligarchs changed their minds about backing him. However, they had no intention of making Lebed president. They used him as a spoiler for Zyuganov and the then still very popular and ambitious Zhirinovsky. And Lebed even exceeded all expectations. After which they had to sink him.
  After much haggling, the oligarchs assigned Lebed to a position of financial support in the Krasnodar region and banned him from participating in federal politics. Then the general died under very strange and suspicious circumstances.
  Most of the oligarchy chose Putin, in part because they considered him a weakling, a gray mouse. But appearances proved deceptive.
  And the mouse grew into a terrible monster that brought the world to the brink of nuclear war.
  It must be said that Putin's somewhat innocuous appearance and deceptive gentleness allowed him to rise to the top. The oligarchs feared the stern Lebed and the loud and even hysterical Zhirinovsky more than any of Yeltsin's family cohorts.
  There were also different approaches to Zyuganov. Part of the elite wanted to acclimate the leader of the Communist Party of the Russian Federation and make him acceptable. Red oligarchs and a host of directors emerged.
  But Zyuganov's team was too large, and he didn't want to give everyone bribes and fat cuts again. They opted for the seemingly safe Putin, who didn't even have his own team.
  And they foisted upon him the Unity Party, or the Bear Party as it was popularly known. Naturally, it was formed primarily by Boris Berezovsky: Yeltsin's eminence grise and the most influential figure in the Kremlin. It was he who eliminated Boris Nemtsov, whom "Tsar" Boris had been grooming to be his successor.
  Yeltsin truly wanted to make Boris Yefimovich his successor. But he foolishly antagonized officials by proposing to replace them with Volga cars and, in general, began demanding that they share with the people. And a hidden campaign against Boris Yefimovich began.
  So they shoved Kiriyenko into the prime minister's chair, which would have been far more natural. But no one had ever groomed Kiriyenko as a successor, and neither had Yeltsin himself.
  Oddly enough, Boris wanted to use Kiriyenko to dissolve the State Duma.
  Moreover, the oligarchs had a plan: not to call new elections. Moreover, the Communists, led by the dimwitted Zyuganov, themselves provided the pretext for canceling the State Duma elections.
  They proposed an amendment to the election law, which would require parties to re-register within a year to participate in elections. Not a single party had done so by that point.
  Zyuganov, of course, has shown himself to be an idiot. The oldest communist leader in history, weak, conservative, unpleasant in appearance, and completely devoid of charisma.
  The most suitable for the role of head of the most powerful communist opposition.
  There is no spark of God in him, and he symbolizes all the shortcomings of the Communist Party of the Russian Federation, and after thirty years of so-called leadership, he has become tiresome to the electorate, and has aged, and in general can barely walk.
  Of course, it's easier to fight someone like Zyuganov. Even though Gennady is trying to maintain a semblance of opposition.
  Vladimir Volfovich Zhirinovsky is a spoiler for the Communist Party of the Russian Federation, even back in Yeltsin's time. But he's a spoiler who almost became president and the main opposition himself.
  And they began to pressure him even earlier than Lebed. But then Zhirinovsky became a de facto vassal, first of Yeltsin, and then of Putin.
  The last time Zhirinovsky criticized Yeltsin was in the spring of 1997... After which his coloring changed, and he began to support the government.
  Vladimir Putin was initially wary of Zhirinovsky. He believed Volfovich had become the Kremlin's friend out of cowardice and self-interest.
  Moreover, Zhirinovsky voted against impeachment, losing half of his supporters.
  And this also did not paint the LDPR leader in a good light.
  But then he and Zhirinovsky became friends. And if not for his sudden illness and foolish death from coronavirus, he probably would have eventually awarded him the Order of St. Andrew the First-Called. When Vladimir Volfovich was buried, he personally bid him farewell. Thus ended the life of a brilliant politician, one who shone with a brilliant wit.
  The bright stars of the nineties-Lebed, Nemtsov, Ampilov, Limonov-have passed away. Yavlinsky has almost lost his significance and is forgotten, as has Garry Kasparov. Berezovsky was hanged-he knew too much and talked too much.
  Of the old nineties generation, only Zyuganov remains. Rutskoi has also been forgotten. Well, maybe Zorkin, who is still formally the chairman of the Constitutional Court.
  Of the first generation of CIS presidents, only Lukashenko remained in power.
  A cunning fox, too. But he was successfully drawn into the net and thoroughly confused.
  Putin didn't like Lukashenko, but he pretended to be his friend for now. Naturally, he kept backup options in mind.
  For a long time, Vladimir Putin enjoyed uncanny luck, even in small matters. For example, Skripal was poisoned on the eve of the elections, and the fire in Kemerovo occurred a couple of days after the elections.
  But if the opposite had happened, several percent less would have been collected.
  And Grudinin stupidly exposed himself with his foreign accounts.
  At first, Vladimir Putin was not averse to fighting for the throne with someone fresher and younger than the aging, tiresome, and rather tongue-tied Zyuganov.
  But Pavel Grudinin began to gain popularity too quickly, and the fight could have become too competitive, even before the second round.
  Moreover, negative PR could have had the opposite effect. As had already happened with Yeltsin, Lukashenko, and even, to some extent, Lebed and Zhirinovsky.
  But Pavel Grudinin provided a good clue to himself, confessing to five accounts abroad.
  And it allowed for a whole wave of compromising information to be raised.
  But Grudinin still only got thirteen percent, and Zhirinovsky just over five. This demonstrated that the people are drawn to leftist ideas.
  Zyuganov would certainly have garnered even fewer votes than Grudinin. Gennady Andreevich, even under Yeltsin, was a weakling. Even then, he looked pretty bad: bald, covered in warts, with a nose like a boar's snout.
  It's no wonder Yeltsin defeated him. True, Zhirinovsky at one point proposed an alliance with Zyuganov. And this caused concern in the Kremlin. But Vladimir Zhirinovsky failed to become the third.
  But if it had, problems would have arisen.
  The Communists promised Vladimir Volfovich five government posts, including the post of Minister of Internal Affairs and Foreign Affairs. These are very important positions.
  Could Yeltsin have responded in kind? Most likely not. And the West was against the Yeltsin-Zhirinovsky alliance. The latter had alienated the world too much. Instead of criticizing the Russian authorities, Zhirinovsky attacked the West.
  But most Russians aren't stupid, and they understood that Russia couldn't handle confrontation with the West in the 1990s. The Western lifestyle was popular and fashionable, after all. And Vladimir Volfovich himself burned out.
  The success of Lebed, a rather tongue-tied candidate, was unexpected and extreme. And now Alexander Ivanovich began to seriously lay claim to the throne.
  Something similar happened with the Rodina party, which was a spoiler for the communists, but eventually gained too much popularity and was suppressed and strangled.
  Lebed was also able to quickly and easily negotiate peace in Chechnya, which dramatically increased his popularity.
  Propaganda truly works wonders. This shameful capitulation to the bandits has skyrocketed Lebed's popularity.
  And the tongue-tied, dimwitted general nearly became tsar. And if Yeltsin had died during heart surgery, perhaps a Swan King would have emerged.
  More precisely, he would have probably won, if it had been Chernomyrdin, but they would hardly have promoted Zyuganov.
  But Lebed missed the opportunity... The media created a new star in Boris Nemtsov, but even that was short-lived. Indeed, Nemtsov was on Yeltsin's team, and life wasn't getting any better, only worse. And the prince fell into disgrace.
  Putin himself owes Chubais the honor of bringing him to Moscow. After Sobchak's election defeat, he could have ended up behind bars.
  But instead of happiness, misfortune helped. Sobchak's defeat helped him move to Moscow. But if Anatoly had won the election, he would have had to remain deputy, and the whole course of history would have been different.
  The same goes for subsequent career twists and turns. For example, many doubted whether it was worth appointing a lieutenant colonel to the position of head of the FSB, much less giving him the position of Secretary of the Security Council.
  Moreover, Rybkin suited Berezovsky just fine. But Yeltsin was overly thirsty for change.
  When Primakov became prime minister, it seemed he would be chosen as his successor. The old Yevgeny Maximovich suited everyone as a compromise figure. Perhaps except Berezovsky. There was a feud with him. At first, Berezovsky wanted to push Aksenenko in Primakov's place. But Yeltsin's circle reasonably concluded that Zyuganov and his faction might not vote for him. And new State Duma elections would have led to a triumph for the Communists.
  There was no longer any reason to cancel the elections and violate the constitution.
  Yeltsin himself didn't want to stage another coup. He and the October events were enough. He nearly died of heart failure.
  Stepashin more or less satisfied some of the communists. Although they didn't want to make her his successor either.
  It must be said that the impeachment attempt wasn't particularly dangerous. The Supreme Court was controlled by the Kremlin and would have certainly rejected the impeachment.
  Zhirinovsky didn't save Yeltsin, but he did lower his own approval ratings. After that, the Kremlin essentially wrote him off.
  It"s even strange that Zhirinovsky actively supports Yeltsin, while the Kremlin media is tossing him aside.
  Sometimes they say he did it for money. Sometimes they punch him right in the gut.
  For example, the Kremlin's loyal protégé Leontyev first showed Vladimir Zhirinovsky calling Stepashin a CIA and Mossad agent, and then how the same Vladimir Volfovich showered the prime minister candidate with compliments.
  So what will a Russian watching this think? It's clear that Vladimir Volfovich Zhirinovsky is the last political prostitute. And you can't vote for someone like that.
  That is, the Kremlin media torpedoed Zhirinovsky despite his loyalty to the authorities, and discredited him in every possible way.
  Only when Putin consolidated his power did attitudes begin to change.
  Indeed, why strangle Vladimir Volfovich if he so zealously supports the Kremlin.
  Moreover, Berezovsky devised a cunning scheme to coerce some of the protest electorate into voting for the LDPR instead of the Communists. First, Zhirinovsky's party was denied registration. Then, it was supposedly reinstated. And the list was split into two.
  As a result, the media constantly talked about Zhirinovsky. But he still polled poorly, just over six percent.
  And when the presidential elections took place, Zhirinovsky was again refused registration.
  And again a scandal... They thought about making Vladimir Volfovich third, but as it turned out, he is weak.
  And the attempt at a temporary alliance with the communists only led to an increase in Zyuganov"s popularity.
  The alliance with the communists seemed like a strong move, but oddly enough, it was the liberals who suffered the most from it.
  And the communists lost little...
  Until a certain point. It must be said that Putin often had luck despite his own efforts. In particular, he ordered Zhirinovsky to be deceived, but it didn't work. But on the other hand, Zhirinovsky and Putin have similar electorates, and if Vladimir Volfovich had gotten ten percent, a runoff would have been inevitable, and that would have been a defeat. As it was, the difference was only two percentage points.
  And then the failure with Zhirinovsky turned out to be a blessing.
  Or the reform of the Federation Council. The Communists, whom the Kremlin had been courting, opposed the reform. But the aggrieved liberals and the Primakov bloc, for some reason, supported it. Even though Primakov is connected to Luzhkov and other governors.
  Stupid people... Yabloko and the Union of Right Forces warned that they would be Putin's next victims, buried along with the Federation Council. But they went like dumb sheep to the slaughter.
  The communists are smart-they immediately saw through the smoke. But others weren't smart enough.
  Putin has been incredibly lucky: the September 11th terrorist attack alone is worth a lot. Moreover, the US tried to coax the Taliban into submission and use Bin Laden against Russia.
  It seemed that common sense told the Taliban, who had long been at war with the Northern Alliance, which is supported by Russia, not to open a second front against the United States.
  But the Taliban acted like idiots. Indeed, the Taliban recognized the Republic of Ichkeria and opened its embassy in their country. And they supported the Chechens with weapons and volunteers. Mullah Omar even appealed to Ahmad Shah Massoud to broker a truce and help the people of Chechnya.
  And then such an unexpected gift fell on Russia's head. And the buildings even collapsed, defying the laws of physics.
  It's such a rare stroke of luck, it's like winning a hundred million dollars on a lottery ticket.
  And America got bogged down in Afghanistan for twenty years. It was a double win: the US was weakened, and its southern borders were protected from the Taliban. So, you could say it was a stroke of luck. And most importantly, they didn't try too hard.
  And they were lucky with Iraq, too. Although, at one point, it seemed like the Americans were winning easily. In three weeks, they occupied all of Iraq, losing only fifty men and capturing two million.
  But then, despite the capture of Saddam Hussein, America became mired in a protracted guerrilla war.
  And oil prices soared to stratospheric proportions, as did gas prices. And he had a lot of luck. Putin came to believe he was a great messiah, even more powerful than Napoleon, like Genghis Khan.
  Moreover, even Shamil Basayev died, accidentally stepping on a mine, and it seemed that Chechnya had finally been brought to its knees.
  But his two terms came to an end. It was too late to change the constitution, and the throne had to be handed over to Medvedev.
  The year 2008 turned out to be an exceptionally successful one. Bilan's victory in Eurovision, the World Hockey Championship, success in football. And then there was the war with Georgia.
  Although it's not indisputable, and it only lasted five days, the media portrayed it as a major victory for Russia, especially against NATO. It's a shame they had to share the credit with Medvedev.
  Vladimir Putin was tired of remembering and wanted to sleep.
  Mikhail Gorbachev never came out to his inner circle.
  It was necessary to think about strategy first.
  Meanwhile, the time traveler Vova began to snore and dream.
  . CHAPTER ? 2.
  Four German girls: Gerda, Charlotte, Christina, and Magda, persuaded the Führer to allow them to fight at Kursk. The narrow-minded Hitler was prejudiced against women in the army. And perhaps that's why he lost the war.
  But in this world, the SS girls turned out to be so hot and convincing that they persuaded the Fuhrer.
  So, at the Kursk Bulge, a tank crew of girls went into battle, fighting in nothing but bikinis and barefoot, which made them unrivaled fighters.
  Besides, in this world, the Führer was a little smarter. He allowed himself to be persuaded by Rommel, who evacuated German and Italian troops from Africa.
  This allowed the Germans to preserve more forces-as many as eight divisions of seasoned African veterans. Not counting the Italians. As a result, the Allied landing in Sicily resulted in a rout, a major military catastrophe, and a huge number of prisoners and loss of trophies.
  And now the Germans were facing the Battle of Kursk. Besides the girls on the tank, two more appeared: Albina and Alvina, who were fighting in Focke-Wulfs. And they, too, were wearing only panties.
  So now the Red Army was up against the Fuhrer's barefoot girls, and that was serious.
  The massive Battle of Kursk unfolded. German troops advanced south and broke through the Soviet defenses.
  Then the reserve tank army was thrown into the fray. And the decisive battle unfolded.
  Gerda and her crew fought on the Panther, it was hot and the crew of girls even took off their bras.
  Here are the beauties aiming their guns. The Panther's gun is only 75mm, but it's fast-firing and long-barreled.
  Gerda fired from a distance, using her bare toes. The shell struck the turret and hull of a Soviet T-34-76 tank precisely, penetrating the armor. The Russian tank burst into flames, and the ammunition detonated.
  Gerda sang:
  - Glory to Germany, glory!
  Charlotte fired the next shot, using her bare toes, at the advancing Soviet tanks, piercing a Russian vehicle and singing:
  - Our strength is great,
  There will be a firm hand!
  And then the beautiful and intelligent Kristina struck, using her graceful, bare foot. And again, a Soviet T-34 was hit. And it was on fire.
  And the girl squeals:
  - We will fight for communism, but not Russian, but Aryan!
  Magda also fired, and again hit the Red Army vehicle, pierced the metal, made the T-34 burn and asked:
  - Is there such a thing as Aryan communism?
  Gerda kicked the enemy with her bare toes, breaking through the metal of the Russian machine, and replied:
  - Yes, communism could be Aryan. When it's paradise for us, and others are working hard!
  Charlotte fired at the enemies with her bare, round heel and cooed:
  - For joy on Earth!
  And the wrecked Soviet T-34 is burning. The Red Army has thrown its strategic reserve into the battle: the Steppe Front and its tanks. If it is destroyed, the Germans will have an open route around Kursk and will be able to close the pocket.
  So this is where the fate of the battle is decided.
  And the German Panthers are good. They destroy Soviet vehicles like pike destroy minnows.
  Christina fired with her bare toes, the German cannon fires fifteen shots a minute, and the girls take turns shooting.
  And the warrior acts with extreme precision.
  Here the Soviet T-34 rang out and sang:
  - You won't find us stronger,
  We are no more than twenty!
  The girls, of course, were very beautiful. When they forced captured Russian soldiers to their knees and forced them to kiss their bare, tanned feet, they did so with pleasure and enthusiasm.
  Magda smashed the Soviet car with a well-aimed shot using her bare, graceful leg and squealed:
  - For the Motherland, and for freedom!
  And the girls started singing:
  Pearly, trembling hairstyle,
  My chest is worried and trembling!
  I am a girl like a timid birch tree,
  I'm afraid to move or even breathe!
  
  And what does the fresh wind whisper in your ear?
  The sand crunches under bare feet...
  And there is no one happier than me on the planet,
  When I walk with you into the forest!
  
  Reveal to me, my beloved, a great secret,
  How you managed to bewitch my heart!
  But your face is so sad?
  A fine thread of wrinkles ran across my forehead!
  
  The young man answers me with longing;
  The war will separate us from each other for a long time!
  To find us a place in the depths of paradise,
  Satan must be cast into hell!
  
  The slender birch tree nodded in response,
  You are more than just a dear friend to me!
  Although the outcome of the battle may be tearful,
  But with us is God Jesus the shepherd!
  
  Let us dispel the demons of hell - the evil shadows,
  May the groves blossom with greenery!
  Stroke my tanned knees,
  Hug me tighter, my dear!
  
  And he answered as if to a maiden in jest,
  He said under the ringing of spreading branches;
  - And will you wait for me for a year, my dear?
  The temptation of hot cranes is strong!
  
  In response, I told him so sternly,
  - I won"t stand at the machine as a civilian!
  And I like the military road,
  I want to fight and defeat the evil ones!
  
  I came to the point and cut down the branches and braids,
  They gave me a new automatic transmission with a disc!
  Though the grass weeps like pearls of dew,
  Why innocence - became like a soldier!
  
  Because my homeland is dearer to me than anything else,
  The Fatherland burns in the soul above the stars!
  It's not the same feeling as being a lord on the bed,
  And to spend the night with a rifle in a hut!
  
  Victory will come, I firmly believe in it,
  After all, our cause is always right!
  Well, smile brighter, guys,
  Believe me, a good fate awaits us!
  The girls sang beautifully, and shot at the same time. And every shot from the barefoot girls was a dead hit.
  But now the first wave has been repelled, and special vehicles are bringing in additional ammunition.
  And in the sky, beautiful German girls are fighting. Both blondes: Albina and Alvina.
  And they are so cool.
  Albina fired six aircraft cannons at once, using her bare toes. Several Soviet planes caught fire.
  The warrior cooed:
  - Glory is my strength!
  Alvina also took aim at the enemy with the toes of her bare feet. She shot down five Soviet planes at once and squealed:
  - In the name of the white she-wolves!
  The girls crushed Russian cars with the virtuosity of female leopards.
  Albina fired with the help of her scarlet breast nipple by pressing the button and cooed:
  - For the honor of the Third Reich!
  Alvina also hit her opponent with her ruby nipple and, acting playfully, said:
  - For the Prussian spirit!
  These were two fighting girls - super class. Both barefoot and bare-breasted.
  And they really loved to torture the pioneers. You rip a boy's clothes off and tie him to a tree. Then you take a whip and start lashing him. And it's so cool.
  And the boy screams in pain, his tanned skin covered in bloody streaks. And the girl takes a torch and holds it to the boy's bare feet. And the bare soles burn. And the boy screams in wild pain. And it's so pleasant to listen to his groans and cries.
  Albina and Alvina love the smut of boys, especially the pretty, fair-haired ones. And it's such a pleasure for them.
  But they also know how to fight.
  Alvina pressed the joystick button with her strawberry nipple. She shot down several more Soviet planes with her cannons, then cooed:
  - I'm the coolest she-wolf in the world!
  Albina also hit the button on the joystick with her crimson nipple, cut off a dozen Russian cars and squealed:
  - For a new Germany!
  These girls are outstanding pilots.
  Gerda and her tank crew on the Panther continue to fight.
  Here the blonde girl went and hit the Soviet T-34 with the help of her scarlet breast nipple.
  And having amazed the Russian machine, she said:
  - I don't know anything bad,
  Except for the energetic guy!
  Charlotte wittily noted, also firing a crimson nipple at the enemy and squealed:
  - Give us great victories!
  Kristina also went ahead and hit him with her ruby nipple, and she did it very accurately. She smashed the Soviet car and squealed:
  - To new frontiers!
  And Magda, a fighting girl, very cool and warlike, with hair like gold leaf, also hit.
  And she pounded it, using strawberry nipples, which she did very precisely and accurately.
  She punched the Soviet T-34 and squeaked:
  - My hit!
  And the girls will start howling. And these are warriors of the level of supermen.
  The Germans won the tank battle and closed the pocket behind Kursk. And so a large tangle of Red Armies formed.
  The fighting was carried out with great anger and fury. There were many casualties.
  Some Soviet troops managed to escape, while others were captured or destroyed.
  A girl named Shella distinguished herself in battle. She fought in the infantry and applied a new technique: throwing grenades with her bare toes. And that's incredibly cool.
  Shella fired a burst, cutting down the Russian soldier like a scythe, and cooed, baring her teeth:
  - Oh, my henbane, my henbane,
  I'm full of henbane...
  And you soldiers are like zeros,
  It's not possible to keep it intact!
  And another girl, Eva, fired a Faust-patrone using a strawberry nipple from her breast and penetrated a Soviet tank.
  And with her bare heel she threw a pea of death, and also tore apart many Red Army soldiers.
  This girl is of the highest and colossal class.
  And then the captured Russian soldiers knelt down and kissed the girls" bare, dusty feet.
  And it looked pretty cool.
  And the girls are so barefoot and beautiful.
  These are the girls who, if they take on something, will definitely see it through to the end.
  The Red Army suffered a major defeat at the Kursk Bulge. Wehrmacht troops advanced on Voronezh. And they acted vigorously.
  But Soviet girls also fight fiercely and they can and should be shown too.
  Natasha threw a grenade at the fascists with her bare foot and sang:
  - In vain...
  Zoya launched the death gift with her bare heel and added:
  - The enemy...
  Augustine added something devastating and squeaked:
  - He thinks...
  Svetlana tossed the grenade with her bare toes and squeaked:
  - What...
  Natasha threw a couple of lemons with her bare feet and yelped:
  - Russians...
  Zoya also added something energetic and deadly, squealing:
  - I managed....
  Augustine launched the deadly one, muttering:
  - Enemy....
  Svetlana gave another devastating sip and blurted out:
  - Break it!
  Natasha fired a burst and squeaked:
  - Who...
  Zoya also fired at the black foreigners that the fascists had recruited and squealed:
  - Brave!
  Augustine said with force and fury:
  - That...
  Svetlana gave in with a panther-like grin:
  - IN...
  Natasha threw a grenade with her bare foot and yelped:
  - I'm fighting...
  Zoya threw the gift of death with her bare fingers and muttered:
  - It's attacking!
  Augustine hit and muttered:
  - Enemies...
  Svetlana kicked the bunch of grenades with her bare feet and yelled at the top of her lungs:
  - We will...
  Natasha fired a burst and hissed:
  - Furiously...
  Zoya cut down the fascists and squealed:
  - Hit!
  Augustine fired again and yelped:
  - Furiously...
  Svetlana chirped while firing:
  - Hit!
  Natasha threw a grenade again with her graceful, bare foot and chirped:
  - We will destroy the fascists!
  Zoya took it and chirped:
  - The future path to communism!
  And she threw a lemon with her bare toes.
  Augustina took and scattered the lines, and her bare legs flew with destruction at the Fritzes:
  - We will split our opponents!
  Svetlana took the bundle of grenades and tossed it with her bare heel and squealed:
  - Let's destroy the fascists!
  And the four continued shooting and throwing grenades. A German Jagdtiger was moving. A vehicle with a 128-millimeter cannon. And it was firing.
  And the girls threw grenades. They blew up the fascists. And they fired back. They pushed forward. The tanks were pushing forward again. The newest German Panther-2 was moving. A very agile machine.
  But the girls took him on too and knocked him out. They tore apart the mobile, gas-turbine-powered vehicle. And blew it to pieces.
  Natasha noted with a laugh:
  - We fight great!
  Zoya agreed with this:
  - Very cool!
  Augustine wittily remarked:
  - We will have victory!
  And she launched an anti-tank grenade with her bare foot. What a strong girl. And so witty.
  Svetlana also launched a death gift with her bare toes and hit her opponent. A very aggressive girl, with eyes the color of cornflowers. She has such wit and a burst of strength!
  Natasha fired a burst and bared her teeth:
  - For Holy Rus'!
  Zoya was shooting very actively and grinning, showing her pearly teeth:
  - I am a warrior of that level that never fades!
  Augustina fired too. She mowed down the fascists and gurgled:
  - I am a warrior with great ambitions!
  And she bared her pearly teeth!
  Svetlana confirmed:
  - Very big ambitions!
  The girls have been fighting for a very long time. And, of course, they've excelled in military work. They're absolutely stunning. Outstanding intelligence. And they're first-rate shots.
  Natasha, firing, thought that if Stalin had been gone, a void would have formed in people's souls. As if a loved one had died.
  Although this Georgian was cruel. And he didn't do everything right. There's even a joke about it. Why does Lenin wear shoes, while Stalin wears boots? Because Vladimir Ilyich chose his path, while this mustachioed guy just pushes ahead.
  In this regard, Stalin was not an optimal ruler. Indeed, as Lenin described him, he was too rude.
  This chef only prepares spicy dishes. In terms of cruelty, it was a double-edged sword.
  On the one hand, this helped maintain discipline and stimulated the party apparatus. On the other, it eliminated the most valuable personnel and capable people. In particular, after the war, we lost such a great administrator as Voznesensky, who had rendered enormous service to the Motherland.
  Voznesensky was perhaps the ideal manager: not only tough, but also intelligent and educated. The youngest doctor of science in the USSR, an academician, an outstanding figure. Without Voznesensky, Russia's economy somehow fell apart. And I can't defeat the fascists.
  Natasha threw a lemon with her bare foot and sang:
  - From the sky...
  Zoya also threw a grenade with her bare toes and said:
  - Star...
  Augustina launched the gift of death with her bare foot and sang:
  - Bright...
  Svetlana also threw a grenade, using her bare foot, and said:
  - Khrustalina!
  Natasha fired a burst and hissed:
  - I'll tell you...
  Zoya launched the gift of death with her bare fingers, hissing:
  - A song....
  Augustine kicked the thing that brings death with her bare heel and squealed:
  - I'll sing...
  Natasha continued, singing aggressively:
  - About...
  Zoya threw an explosive packet with her bare foot, scattering the fascists and squealed:
  - Dear...
  Augustina kicked a bunch of grenades with her bare heel and said:
  - Stalin!
  But the Fritzes have four girls and they are so greyhounds.
  They mounted the newest Panther-2 tank with an 88-millimeter, long-barreled gun.
  Gerda fired her gun and hit the T-34 in the lower hull, and chirped, blinking her sapphire eyes:
  - No, God still loves Germany! We will definitely win!
  Charlotte readily agreed with this:
  "We can't lose! We'll soon reach Kalinin, and Moscow will be just a stone's throw away!"
  Christina bared her pearly nippers and yelped:
  - We'll get there, there will be time to get to Vladivostok!
  Magda noted with regret:
  "And the Japanese have already been almost routed by the Americans. This is very serious; we have almost lost an important ally."
  Gerda knocked out a new Soviet tank and squealed:
  - We can do without them!
  Charlotte giggled and remarked:
  - If the baby smiles, maybe everything will be okay!
  Christina said in rhyme:
  - The hippopotamus burst from a smile!
  Magda supported her:
  - The girl has a very greedy mouth!
  And the warriors burst out laughing. They were bursting with sparkling energy, one might even say, in abundance!
  Gerda fired again at the Soviet vehicles and yelped:
  - The next century will be ours!
  Charlotte also hit and confirmed:
  - There will also be flights into space!
  Christina readily confirmed this:
  - Let's fly into space!
  Magda fired a bomb and said:
  - Sitting in the star plane!
  Gerda stuck out her tongue and squeaked:
  - In the new century, the empire of the Third Reich will rule!
  Charlotte confirmed with an aggressive grin:
  - And the fourth one too.
  After which the beauty again destroyed the Soviet tank.
  Christina, the warrior-devil, sparkling her pearly teeth, squeaked:
  - Let there be a new order! And glory to the Great Empire!
  Magda confirmed with frenzied rage:
  - Glory to the empire!
  Gerda fired again and said:
  - Glory to us too!
  And it looks like the girl got into trouble.
  Charlotte nailed it too. And quite accurately, too. She pierced the Soviet tank right in the side. After which she chirped:
  - Let's fight for a new order!
  Magda, firing and hitting her opponents, confirmed:
  - And we will achieve it without any doubt!
  Gerda struck again, and very accurately, and said:
  - We'll achieve this with a large margin!
  And she sparkled with sapphire, very bright eyes.
  Charlotte also fired, hitting the Russian car and yelped, this is the devil with orange hair:
  - Everything will be simply top-notch!
  Magda also fired with frenzied fury. She destroyed the T-34 and squealed:
  - And the future crew!
  Here, however, the girls ran into problems. A KV-14 appeared. It's a very large vehicle. And it has a 152-millimeter gun with a long barrel. It can even penetrate a German.
  Gerda narrowed her eyes and asked Charlotte:
  - Can you cover it with a bomb thrower?
  The red-haired devil replied:
  - Of course there is a chance... But the accuracy of the bomb launcher is insufficient!
  Christina suggested heatedly:
  - Let me shoot it with my 88mm?
  Gerda remarked skeptically:
  "This KV-14 has 100mm of heavily sloped frontal armor. There's no way to take it!"
  Charlotte bared her teeth and remarked:
  - Damn it! And I thought the Russians didn't have a tank like this! It's just rumors!
  Magda suggested:
  - I thought it was disinformation too! But we can see it's not! And the Russian's gun is so long!
  Gerda sang, tapping her bare heel on the armored floor:
  - We will fight without fear!
  Charlotte confirmed her partner's sentiments:
  - We will fight without a single step back!
  Christina suggested:
  - What if you knock out a Soviet tank with a precise hit from a shell into the barrel?
  Gerda doubted:
  - Can you do that, from a long distance?
  Christina confirmed:
  - If you bring a lighter flame to my bare sole, I am quite capable of hitting the target very accurately!
  Instead of answering, Gerda flicked the lighter. Christina turned her bare foot over, and her bare, slightly callused heel glinted in the flame.
  Gerda held the fire to the girl's sole. A burning smell emanated from it. A very pleasant smell, like barbecue.
  Christina whispered:
  - And to the second heel!
  Then Magda lit the fire. Both tongues of flame now licked the bare soles of the very beautiful red-haired girl.
  Then Charlotte yelped and bared her breast. Without ceremony, she took it and pressed the joystick button with her scarlet nipple. The gun fired automatically.
  The shell flew past and landed right on the barrel of the impressive Soviet machine.
  It was as if a giant elephant's enormous trunk had been severed. The Soviet tank, struck with a crushing blow, came to a halt. It was as if the sword had been knocked from its hands.
  What lucky whores!
  Charlotte sang, grinning joyfully:
  - Only fear will give us friends! Only pain motivates us to work!
  Gerda added with excitement:
  - I want to crush your stupid faces even more!
  The warriors of the Third Reich seemed to be very pleased!
  However, even small children fought against the Nazis. Boys and girls threw homemade explosive devices at German tanks, self-propelled guns, and infantry.
  The pioneers fought with great courage. They knew what being captured by the Nazis meant.
  A girl named Marinka, for example, fell into the clutches of the Nazis. Her bare feet were oiled and placed near a brazier. The flames almost licked her bare heels, calloused from long periods of walking barefoot. The torture continued for about fifteen minutes, until the soles of her feet were covered in blisters. Then, the girl's bare feet were untied. And again they asked questions. They beat her bare skin with rubber hoses.
  Then they would apply electric shock... Marinka was tortured until she lost consciousness ten times during the interrogation. Then they would let her rest. When her bare feet had healed a little, they would oil them again and bring the brazier back. This torture could be repeated many times. They would torture her with electric shocks and whip her with rubber hoses.
  They tortured Marinka for six months, until she went blind and gray from the torture. Then they buried her alive. They didn't even waste a bullet.
  The Nazis whipped the pioneer Vasya on his naked body with hot wire.
  Then they seared her bare heels with red-hot strips of iron. The boy couldn't stand it; he screamed, but he still didn't give up his comrades.
  The Nazis dissolved him alive in hydrochloric acid. And that was excruciatingly painful.
  Such monsters, these Fritz... They tortured a Komsomol member with an iron. Then they hung her on the rack, lifted her up, and threw her down. Then they started burning her with a red-hot crowbar. They tore out her breasts with tongs. Then they literally tore off her nose with red-hot pliers.
  The girl was tortured to death... All her fingers and a leg were broken. Another Komsomol member, Anna, was impaled. And as she lay dying, they burned her with torches.
  In short, the fascists tortured us as best they could and as best they could. They tortured and tormented everyone.
  Natasha and her team were still fighting while surrounded. The girls used their graceful bare feet to fight and threw grenades. They fought off the superior numbers of the Fritz. They held their ground very courageously and showed no signs of retreating.
  . CHAPTER ? 3.
  Another reality in a dream that was still going on...
  War has broken out between Russia and the Taliban. The Taliban struck Tajikistan first. Indeed, the timing is opportune, and it's time to expand into Central Asia.
  And the Tajik army proved weak. It collapsed under the Taliban's attacks, some fleeing, some surrendering. The Taliban attacked the Russian base, and the Russians became increasingly uneasy. They had to redeploy troops across several countries and rebuild the front.
  Bloody and brutal battles began to rage.
  And the girls fight with fury.
  The famous four fight near the village of Middle East.
  Natasha fires a burst and throws a grenade with her bare toes.
  Tears apart the Afghans and squeals:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Zoya also fires at the enemy. She mows down enemies, hurls lethal grenades with her bare feet, and squeals:
  - For our Motherland!
  Augustina mowed down a line of Afghans with a burst from her machine gun. She threw a devastating grenade with her bare heel and barked:
  - For the USSR!
  Svetlana also hit the enemy, cut down a mass of Islamic warriors and squealed:
  - For the world of communism!
  And she also hurled a gift of death, destructive and immeasurable in power, with the toes of her bare feet. And she completely tore her enemies apart.
  These girls are just super...
  Natasha noticed, mowing down the advancing Afghans:
  - They literally spread like locusts!
  And the girl again hurled a grenade at the enemy with her bare heel. And she tore the enemies to pieces.
  Zoya also fires a well-aimed burst at the Islamic soldiers. She thoroughly mows them down and coos:
  - For Russia!
  And again, with bare toes, he will throw a lethal gift of death.
  Augustine fired at the enemy and literally mowed down the Afghans, cutting them down like a cultivator, and squealed:
  - For the Motherland!
  Svetlana, cutting down enemies and actually mowing down warriors of the Islamic empire of the Taliban, and knocking them out with mounds, said:
  - For the Fatherland and new victories!
  And again, as if he were throwing a grenade of deadly force with the toes of his bare, sharpened feet.
  The girls really went wild. They pounded the Taliban's numerically superior armies. They advanced in large waves.
  The crew of Elizaveta also fights in the tank.
  The girls here are also barefoot and wearing nothing but bikinis. And yet they fight well. Afghanistan's tanks are outdated and inferior to the Russian ones, but there are plenty of them.
  Some machines were made from wood by the craftsmen of the Islamic Empire. Which is quite progressive, it must be said.
  Elizabeth uses her bare toes to fire a shot that penetrates an Afghan tank, then roars:
  - I'm the coolest chick in the world!
  Ekaterina will also hit, using her bare heel, destroy the opponent and squeal:
  - For the USSR!
  Elena, without thinking twice, fires at the enemy. She tears him to pieces and squeals:
  - For communism!
  Euphrosyne, too, will smash the enemy. She'll destroy an Afghan tank and yelp:
  - For the Fatherland to the end!
  And these girls are simply superb. No force can stand against them. And they are truly the toughest and most agile warriors. And no one can stand against them.
  And if they start fighting, it will simply be a fight between hypermen.
  And Elizabeth will shoot again with her bare toes and squeak:
  - For the new USSR!
  Ekaterina also took turns shooting at the enemy and squealed:
  - Yes, Vladimir Putin is not a very good leader, to put it mildly!
  And the girl twirled her bare, round heel.
  Elena continued to beat the Afghans and chirped:
  - For great communism in the USSR!
  And with her bare toes she added something truly destructive and murderous!
  And then the girl Euphrosyne starts to lash out. She'll destroy the enemy and squeal:
  - For the Goddess Lada!
  This is their combat offensive.
  And the warrior began to mow down the enemies, and how they did not give them mercy, exterminating the Afghans.
  Elizabeth also fired at the enemy, and also used her bare heel and cooed:
  - For communism in the land of Soviets!
  And here she is, such a fighting and militant woman.
  Now the Afghans are being thrashed from the sky.
  Anastasia Vedmakova is a real firecracker in battle. She crushes everyone in sight. She shoots down Afghan planes in the sky and carries out air strikes on the ground. That's how aggressive this girl is.
  And she sang with a laugh:
  - For our Motherland, kill all the Taliban!
  Akulina Orlova confirmed, baring her teeth:
  - The spirit really is a demon, it"s invading the USSR!
  And the warrior shot down another Afghan plane.
  Mirabella Magnetic, crushing the warriors of the Islamic Empire of the Taliban in the sky and on land, using her bare toes, yelped:
  - For our Fatherland!
  This is the triad fighting in the sky. And it's battering the Afghans with great intensity. And it's thoroughly destroying the enemy.
  Akulina Orlova hit the buttons with her bare heel and yelped:
  - For our great country!
  And how he winks at his partners.
  And again, he shoots down the Afghans. And these are very aggressive quirks for girls.
  Anastasia chirped with a smile, baring her teeth, shooting down the Afghan pilots:
  - We are warriors who will defeat any army!
  And again she shot down an Afghan vehicle.
  The girls here have taken up the task of exterminating the warriors of the Islamic Empire in earnest. And they're destroying...
  Alenka also fights desperately, demonstrating her most advanced skills. She knocks down enemies as if they were dummies.
  And the Taliban just keep coming. And they're being killed in colossal numbers.
  Alenka kicked up something with her bare toes and sang:
  - We are white wolves!
  Anyuta agreed with this, mowing down her opponents without ceremony:
  - And we are the best in the world!
  And she also kicked the grenade with her bare heel.
  And now Alla is also firing machine guns. She knocks out a ton of Afghans and roars:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Maria also shoots at the Afghans very accurately. And knocks them out completely. And she also throws grenades, using her bare toes. And she roars:
  - Glory to Svarog!
  Olympiada also strikes the enemy with tremendous, deadly force. She mows down enemies from the Islamic Empire and squeals:
  - For the whole, whole world in the era of communism!
  And again the girl bares her teeth and shoots accurately at the enemy.
  And Marusya, too, is scribbling about the Afghans. And with her scarlet nipple, she presses the bazooka button, knocks out her opponents, and squeals:
  - For great Rus'!
  These are the girls here.
  And here's Matryona, hitting the Afghans with her bare toes, crushing her Taliban opponent and screaming:
  - For the Fatherland and freedom until the end!
  The way these girls are beating up the Afghans is just terrifying. And they're literally being slaughtered, completely and utterly. Apparently, the Afghans are having a really hard time.
  Alenka noted, firing at the Afghans and mowing them down:
  - This is my homeland!
  And with a bare heel he will give a murderous gift of annihilation.
  These girls are simply superb.
  Anyuta noted aggressively, shooting at the Afghans:
  - Glory to communism!
  Combat Alla, firing and pressing the bazooka buttons with her scarlet nipple, squeaked:
  - Glory to the heroes!
  And Maria, pounding the enemy with deadly force, cooed:
  - Glory to the coolest Motherland!
  Olympiada added, crushing enemies and showing increased speed:
  - Great glory to the most prosperous country!
  Matryona, while pounding her opponents and using her bare toes to shoot, squealed:
  - And glory to the coolest warriors!
  Marusya, also scribbling at the enemies and literally mowing them down, cooed deafeningly:
  - And the USSR also has great glory for centuries!
  And the girls sang in chorus:
  - People will be happy,
  Happiness forever...
  The Soviet government -
  The power is great!
  And the warriors burst into loud laughter. And bared their teeth.
  Alenka noted with a big smile:
  - We will give our hearts for our Motherland!
  Anyuta continued with fury:
  - We will stand firm and win!
  These are such wonderful girls, to put it mildly. And they really enjoy fighting at full strength.
  And here are Oleg Rybachenko and Margarita Korshunova in battle.
  The boy and girl look like children of about twelve, but in reality, the immortal time travelers fight so aggressively that nothing can stand against them.
  Alenka, baring her teeth and cutting down her Taliban opponents, sang with a smile:
  - We will fight for a bright tomorrow!
  Anyuta, firing and throwing bombs with her bare toes, added:
  - And our armored train managed to pick up speed!
  And red-haired Alla, jumping up and writhing, added, winking:
  - Let's kiss!
  Oleg Rybachenko made a mill with his swords, chopping off the heads of the Afghans and squeaked:
  - Glory to our Fatherland!
  And the boy, with his bare toes, launched the murderous gift of death.
  The girl also used her swords to perform a butterfly attack. She cut down her opponent and squealed:
  - Glory to the Soviet system!
  And with his bare toes he will also throw gifts of annihilation, destroying enemies.
  And the children, crushing the enemy, sang in chorus:
  - I believe the whole world will wake up,
  The Taliban will end...
  The sun will shine brightly,
  We will tear apart all evil enemies!
  Kids are really cool fighters. They also whistle, unleashing a cloud of stunned and dazed crows on the enemy. And that's incredibly cool.
  Oleg Rybachenko, while cutting down the Afghans, noted with a smile:
  - The youth of the whole planet is with us,
  Our worldwide construction team!
  And the boy, with his bare heel, dealt a destructive gift to death.
  Margarita Magnitnaya, crushing the Islamic warriors, also chirped, baring her teeth:
  - The whole country is marching towards communism!
  And it also cuts through the Islamic ranks. And this, it must be said, is very cruel and harsh.
  Meanwhile, the Taliban captured a boy of about fourteen. They stripped him and tied him to a tree. Then they flogged him, cutting his skin until it bled.
  Then they sprinkled salt on the teenager's wounds. Then they started roasting him with a fire, and they singed the child's bare heels. And it was so cruel. And ultimately, they tortured him.
  the boy to death.
  And once again, fierce battles are taking place...
  And Russian attack aircraft are pounding Taliban positions, using air power. And then they're pounding the Afghans with missiles. And they keep coming, like a toad on a wedge.
  And they leave behind entire mounds of corpses.
  Margarita sang with a smile:
  - We will fight for a bright tomorrow!
  And Oleg Rybachenko, chopping down the Afghans, barked:
  - We managed to figure it out!
  And the boy again, with his bare toes, throws a grenade of deadly force.
  And these Afghans are being thrashed so confidently and dashingly.
  These kids are the real monsters.
  And the immortal creatures fight barefoot and very actively crush their opponents.
  And now a tank from the GDR enters the battle.
  Gerda and her crew enter into battle with the Afghans.
  And the girl shoots with her bare toes and coos:
  - Glory to the ideas of communism!
  Charlotte, who is firing after her, confirms:
  - Glory to the ideas of the Soviet system!
  Christina, firing at the enemy with her bare toes, squeals:
  - For new bright ideals!
  And it also hits the enemy very accurately.
  And the Afghans are getting it badly.
  And Magda shoots at the enemy and squeals, baring her teeth:
  - Glory to our Fatherland!
  And also, as if he were hitting the enemy with his bare toes.
  These are some real fighting girls, to put it bluntly.
  Gerda, shooting at the enemy, chirped:
  - For Russia and victory to the end!
  And he hits again, this time using the scarlet nipple to press the joystick button.
  That's the kind of girls we have here. They're toothy and fanged and can tear anyone apart.
  Charlotte took it and sang aggressively, baring her teeth:
  - Africa is terrible, yes, yes. Yes!
  Africa is dangerous, yes, yes, yes!
  Don't go, girls, to Africa for a walk!
  Christina, baring her teeth and slashing at her opponent, said:
  - Don't walk barefoot in the dark, girls!
  and with his bare heel he will kick the enemy.
  These are women - women to all women!
  And the Afghans are shot down and destroyed without mercy.
  Magda, firing at the enemy and literally sweeping him away, said aggressively:
  - I am the strongest in the world!
  And she'll also smack you with her bare toes. Now that's a girl.
  I must say, it's simply ultra!
  These girls have taken up the Taliban and are beating them with jackhammers.
  The Taliban tortured a Russian Komsomol member. First, they stripped her naked. Then they started pouring water on her. First hot, then boiling, then cold. Then they started whipping her with a red-hot wire.
  And it was so cruel. And then more torture and a light on the girl's bare heels. And they tormented her very cruelly. And then they started pouring acid on her, which made it even more painful.
  And they also tortured the girl to death.
  And then they took her skeleton, covered it in gold leaf, and hung it up for everyone to see. And it was incredibly cruel.
  That's the kind of power the Taliban demonstrated. And try to compete with a country like that. And the girls want to have children. But they cut their bellies open. And they behave very cruelly.
  The battles, by the way, blaze like the flames of hell.
  Oleg Rybachenko, chopping down his opponents, sang:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  And the boy again, with his bare toes, throws the murderous gift of death
  Margarita Korshunova, chopping down the Afghans, squealed:
  - For the USSR!
  And with her bare toes she will throw away that which brings mass destruction. No one can resist such girls.
  The boy and girl are in full and furious excitement and fighting spirit.
  Oleg Rybachenko, cutting down the Afghans with his swords, sang:
  - I got carried away, I got carried away,
  I got carried away!
  I'll just sit on a horse,
  And fortune awaits me!
  And the boy laughed and again took up his sword and chopped down the enemy.
  And then they, along with Margarita, let out a whistle. And a mass of stunned crows will fall upon the Afghans' heads. Now that's something truly amazing, let's just say.
  Margarita Korshunova tweeted:
  - I am the strongest in the world, I will destroy my enemies in the toilet!
  And wink at his partner.
  And the superior forces of the Afghans began to run out of steam.
  Oleg Rybachenko finally pressed the switch with his bare heel. The current struck, instantly turning a mass of Taliban soldiers into skeletons. And it must be said-it was devastating.
  The boy-terminator sang:
  -Let our Land be glorified!
  And how he whistled, baring his teeth.
  What a guy. And he's really quite the fighter.
  And then Soviet missiles hit the Afghans. And they hit them hard. And a lot of fighters are killed.
  Tamara and Veronica aim lethal missiles with needles and pellets, and they explode. And a ton of Afghans are killed right away. And it's so cruel.
  The girls are currently in the bunker, stomping barefoot on the concrete slabs. They're aiming lethal charges at the enemy, utterly destroying them.
  These girls are just super.
  Tamara fires and roars:
  - The great USSR and its leader Stalin are with us!
  Veronica also confirms the same:
  - Let's kick the Taliban's ass!
  And she'll fire at the enemy, too. And she'll do it very harshly. Girls love to kill-those are girls.
  Veronica once asked a question:
  - What is two times two equals five?
  Tamara answered with a laugh:
  - Four and a half!
  And this turned out to be a very witty statement.
  The girls here are so tense.
  Natasha and her team also fire on the Afghans. They kill them en masse and cry out:
  -Long live communism!
  And the tongue will show!
  And then he takes it upon himself to give it a real kick with his bare heel.
  This is a girl, a girl for all girls.
  And formidable beyond all measure.
  Svetlana sang with fury, scribbling about the Afghans.
  And in the starry heights, the mountain silence,
  In the sea wave and furious fire,
  And in a furious, furious fire!
  And then Zoya opens desperate fire on the enemy.
  These girls are really dashing.
  And Augustine crushes her opponents and roars at the top of her lungs:
  - For our Motherland, for the glory of the USSR!
  And of course, China won"t be able to resist such a team.
  And the girls, of course, are very dashing and skilled.
  No technique will work against them.
  Natasha, mowing down another row of Afghans, cooed:
  - I am the strongest in the world, and I will crush you all in the toilet!
  And again, with bare toes, he will throw a deadly explosive package.
  Augustine, this girl of fighting power, chirped:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  And she will also wink with her emerald eyes.
  Svetlana is very aggressive in battle. She crushes Afghans and chirps:
  - Glory to the times of communist victory!
  These are girls...
  And Stalinida exterminates the Afghans without further ceremony.
  And she mows them down as if she really had a scythe with a jet fighter.
  This is a girl, a girl for all girls!
  Stalinida, crushing the Afghans and throwing deadly gifts of death with her bare toes, cooed:
  - Glory to our Fatherland - the USSR! No to Putin's Russia!
  And again the girl lashes out at her opponent with wild force. That's how combative and warlike she is.
  Victoria, shooting at enemies, says with a smile:
  - Great glory awaits the USSR!
  Stalenida nodded:
  - Yes, it is waiting!
  And as she fired, she thought. It was somewhat reminiscent of the Great Patriotic War, except the enemy hadn't managed to catch the USSR off guard. And relying on a surprise attack hadn't paid off.
  But there are so many Afghans. They're advancing, literally showering Russian positions with corpses. And this is their rabid, savage tactic. And they don't care about their losses.
  and they practically don't take care of people. So try to cope with such people.
  Stalenida threw the grenade with her bare heel and chirped:
  - In the name of the USSR!
  And she showed her very sharp teeth.
  Victoria agreed with her:
  - Leaders come and go, but the USSR remains!
  Stalenida cooed excitedly:
  - The USSR is with us forever!
  Serafima, firing at the enemies, will coo and knock down the enemy, saying:
  - We will be a classic force!
  And the girl, too, will launch a gift of complete destruction as if with her bare foot.
  Victoria sang:
  - Glory to my country of communism!
  Serafima readily confirmed this:
  - Communism is light and prosperity!
  And allowing the Afghans to be crushed again.
  Gerda also fights very aggressively and demonstrates her top class.
  But there are no real tricks against Gerda.
  This is the girl who gives the dream to everyone in the universe.
  And she just takes it and starts singing:
  - Glory to my Earth, and to us throughout the universe!
  And once again, with her bare toes, the beauty unleashes a murderous gift of death and annihilation. Now that's a real girl, let's face it.
  Gerda has used up her entire combat kit and is now returning.
  The famous German four, having killed many Afghans, are now secretive.
  Well, and they also play cards.
  Charlotte, holding a deck of cards in her bare toes, said sternly:
  - Now we are at war with the Taliban, but when did we fight with the Russians?
  Gerda nodded in agreement and vigorously:
  - Yes, there was such a time. And we couldn't win then! Kristina, do you agree?
  Christina confidently declared, throwing the card with her bare toes:
  - It's the men's fault! They didn't show fighting spirit!
  Magda confirmed:
  - Yes, men! If more women fought, we would have a real chance of success!
  Gerda nodded in agreement:
  - A barefoot girl, and even with scarlet nipples - that's super!
  Charlotte logically agreed with this:
  - Yes, girls barefoot, that's something colossal!
  And the warriors continued to throw the cards.
  Stalenida remarked aggressively, shooting at the Afghans:
  - We'll give our enemies a real thrashing!
  And with her bare toes the girl throws a grenade. And it's devastating.
  Victoria said confidently:
  - Even though on one side there is no God, on the other He is with us!
  Viola, even the line of fire on the Afghans, mowed them down and confirmed:
  - Yes, God is with us! And colossal forces!
  And the girls burst out laughing and stuck out their tongues.
  Alina will also hit the enemy, mow him down colossally and squeal:
  - I am the most fighting beauty!
  And with his bare toes he will also take and launch it as if with a killing force.
  These are the girls who love to kill. They have so much superhuman strength.
  Stalenida sang with aggression:
  - Our strength is in communism,
  We will give our life and heart,
  We are to our holy Fatherland,
  We will stand firm and win!
  That's the kind of fighter she was. Let's just say she was super. And quite the warrior.
  Victoria chirped:
  - For the USSR with a wise tsar!
  And the warrior stuck out her tongue and winked at her opponents.
  These are some girls...
  Alenka also fights enemies confidently and shows incredible quirks.
  And the girl roars at the top of her lungs:
  - I am a super lady!
  And bares his very pearly teeth.
  Anyuta shoots at the enemy, crushes him with lethal force, tears him to pieces and roars:
  - I am a hyper girl!
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  And her bare toes throw a shocking gift of death!
  And the fighting Alla is also in battle. And so she thrashes the Afghans.
  And the girl also squeals:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  And again, as if he were launching something truly lethal at the enemy.
  And the mass of Afghans will be torn apart.
  Maria, writing about the warriors of the Islamic Empire, took and noted:
  - And who will we find in the forest?
  And then she hits you with a present from a machine gun. That's what a feisty and beautiful warrior she is.
  Olympiada shoots at the enemy. And she does it with extreme accuracy.
  And he bares his teeth and roars:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  Marusya remarked aggressively, crushing enemies and throwing deadly grenades with her bare knife fingers:
  - Glory to the new Secretary General!
  Matryona took a shot at the Afghans and declared:
  - Just not a homosexual!
  Alenka, shooting at the enemies, took and chirped:
  - For great communism!
  And again, she unleashes a deadly burst of fire on the Afghans. What a fighting beauty she is. And she has so much charm.
  Anyuta, also shooting at the enemy and mowing him down, squeaked:
  - For Russia!
  And she'll kick the Taliban with her bare heel. This girl is simply superb.
  Red-haired Alla crushes her opponents and roars at the top of her lungs:
  - I am Lady Hyper!
  And with his bare toes he will throw lethal death at the enemy.
  This is a girl - let's say she's ultra!
  The very beautiful Maria, shooting at the enemy, cooed:
  - I am mega class!
  And again he will hit the enemy with his bare, very round, pink heel.
  The Olympics celebrated by cutting down Afghans and piling up a mountain of corpses of the warriors of the Islamic empire of the Taliban, cooing:
  - I am the highest class!
  And she'll also throw something truly and uniquely murderous with her bare toes. Now that's a girl-a girl to all girls!
  Marusya also smashes and chirps, killing Afghans:
  - I'll wreak havoc on my enemies! It'll be a real madhouse!
  And the girl just bursts out laughing.
  And with a scarlet nipple, he presses the joystick button. And he hacks at his opponents with something truly lethal.
  Matryona also started to pester the Afghans and cooed:
  - Glory to the dawn of communism!
  And her bare heel will wipe out all her enemies. That's what a beautiful girl she is. And these girls, let's say, are super class.
  Or maybe even Giga, or even TETRA!
  These are the kind of girls I use to completely knock out the Afghans. And that's just absolutely fantastic.
  Alenka took it and sang, baring her teeth:
  - I'm the strongest in the world! And two plus two is four!
  And how it hits the enemy with great accuracy. And it blows another Taliban to smithereens.
  And this girl has such fantasies. But the Taliban are up to something.
  Here they're torturing a girl. And how they whip her. And then with barbed wire. And then they burn her heels with a hot iron. And the girl really enjoys it.
  And she wants to be a perfect beauty.
  Alenka sang:
  - For the great communism of the coolest USSR!
  And again he will throw a grenade with his bare toes at the enemy.
  And it's really cool.
  Anyuta, shooting at the enemy, also roars:
  - How great is communism!
  And she mows down the Afghans with a well-aimed burst. What a beauty this girl is.
  And her bare heel gave way, a gift of annihilation.
  And red-haired Alla is also very aggressive in battle. She crushes enemies with wild fury. And she scribbles with colossal vigor.
  And with bare toes he throws gifts of death with deadly force.
  This is a girl - she's just super cool!
  All this is a barefoot army of girls, capable of very great feats.
  Maria, writing about the Afghans, noted:
  -Our greatest strength is our top class!
  After which the warrior winked.
  And with her scarlet nipple, she pressed the bazooka button. And this is her highest pilot and the real construction of the sum of the squares of the legs.
  Olympiada, crushing the enemy, cooed:
  - For the best victories in the universe!
  And with her bare toes, she launches a gift of annihilation at her opponent. And it truly becomes like an act of sheer force-beyond her powers!
  I must say, the girls are incredibly feisty. And if they do anything, it will bring happiness to people forever. And they have so much joy and a truly cosmic sparkle.
  These are warriors of the highest aerobatics.
  Marusya, crushing the Afghans, said:
  - Peace to your home!
  And again she threw a deadly gift of death with her toes, tearing apart her enemies.
  Matryona also took a swing at the Afghan troops. She tore apart the Taliban and yelped:
  - For the greatest socialism on the entire planet!
  And her eyes will sparkle.
  Yes, this is the highest level of shelling of positions.
  And the Afghans are suffering colossal losses, but they still keep coming. And they have colossal human resources. Which, it seems, never end.
  And everything flows in a wave and a continuous stream.
  Alenka, with a big smile and bared teeth, sang:
  - Glory to the era of communism and the Russian tsars!
  And with her bare toes she again threw the murderous gift of death and destruction.
  And the girl, baring her teeth deafeningly (yes, you can bare your teeth deafeningly!), went and yelled:
  - A strong sovereign,
  Reign in glory,
  To our glory...
  Reign to the fear of your enemies,
  Orthodox Tsar,
  Reign for glory, for our glory!
  Anyuta noted with a laugh:
  - You missed the words: God save the Tsar!
  Alenka readily agreed with this:
  - Yes, I missed it! But that's, unfortunately, a given!
  Maria, with a smile like a very cool girl, remarked:
  - The Tsar Father has left, and in his place comes Lenin's work!
  Red-haired Alla chirped, mowing down the Afghans:
  - Lenin's cause lives on, even though Lenin is dead!
  Olympiad logically responded to this:
  - Lenin is immortal!
  And she winked her emerald eyes.
  So, it's immediately clear that these are remarkable girls, capable of fighting the Taliban. And overall, their power is of colossal cosmic force.
  Marusya noted with a smile, shooting at the enemies:
  - The Tsar will return, and Lenin will live!
  Matryona completely agreed with this:
  - Of course it will! Glory to Lenin!
  Alenka continued with a smile:
  -And to Tsar Nicholas II! Great glory to all the heroes!
  Anyuta completely agreed with this:
  - Glory to all the heroes indeed!
  And the girls sang in chorus:
  - Glory to Russia, glory...
  Tanks rush forward....
  Troops under the red flag,
  Greetings to the Russian people!
  Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin finally woke up. He had slept for far too long.
  Now we need to take care of state affairs.
  And Vladimir-Mikhail declared to his entourage:
  "We've been too hasty with democratization and glasnost. We don't need that; we should, on the contrary, tighten the screws and restore order. We will combat drunkenness using other methods. Alcohol production should not be reduced."
  We also need to tighten criminal penalties for moonshining. And increase funding for the armed forces, especially for science and military technology development.
  Mikhail-Vladimir also ordered an increase in the number of Soviet troops in Afghanistan and an intensification of military operations there to achieve a decisive victory. Orders were also given to more actively use combat aircraft against the mujahideen and to increase bombing.
  And other orders, of course.
  All of this had to be put through the Politburo and the plenum. In particular, the discussion touched on whether it was time to adopt a new constitution. But not too quickly.
  In the meantime, they needed to continue strengthening their position. Specifically, remove Yeltsin. Or better yet, jail him. So he wouldn't stink.
  And in general, it"s time to stop playing at democracy.
  Vladimir-Mikhail has decided to become a dictator. Specifically, he's introducing criminal penalties for being late to work. Many people will end up in prison.
  But of course this is not all, but it"s enough for a start.
  In the meantime, you can sleep, and let something aggressive come to you in your dreams;
  And in Afghanistan, very brutal and bloody battles with the mujahideen continued.
  The war between Russia and Afghanistan was waged at full speed...
  Natasha fired at the soldiers of the Islamic Empire, literally mowing them down, and sang...
  Let there always be sunshine,
  Let there always be heaven...
  Let there always be a mother -
  Let there always be me!
  And the girl, with her bare toes, launches a deadly grenade at the Afghans. And tears apart a mass of the Islamic Empire's warriors.
  Zoya also shoots and sings:
  - Glory to you, glory to you, you are our Land!
  Our native forests and fields!
  In the name of the Most High,
  You are our dear, holy family!
  And with his bare toes he also throws something lethal at the Taliban.
  Yes, the warriors of the Islamic empire, the Taliban, are faced with a serious problem.
  Red-haired Augustine continued to mow down the Taliban and squealed as she mowed down their ranks:
  - I am the strongest in the world!
  And how he throws the gift of death with his bare toes, with the deadly force of his feet, tearing apart his enemies.
  And Svetlana also decided to add something deadly and body-destroying to the enemies.
  And after which he coos:
  - Glory to my Motherland!
  And he too will throw with his bare toes a gift of annihilation of lethal force.
  These girls are just awful.
  The warriors have taken over Afghanistan and the Islamic empire is falling to pieces.
  Natasha, shooting at the Afghans and mowing them down, noted:
  - Let us praise God in the name of Svarog!
  And with bare toes he will launch a murderous present of annihilation.
  The girls are truly a testament to their skill.
  Zoya pressed the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple, hit the Taliban, and squealed:
  - For the USSR!
  And Augustine will also take it and hit the Islamic troops. And he will smash the Afghans' mask and squeal:
  - But live as before, but live according to Brezhnev!
  I'm dumb, I'm dumb, I can't!
  And with her bare toes she'll launch something truly terrifying again. What a girl.
  Svetlana is also quite the fighter in battle. She fights fiercely. And she's capable of cutting down a horde of advancing Taliban fighters.
  And the girl roars:
  - Glory to the communism of Svarog!
  And the rest confirm:
  - Glory to communism!
  Elizaveta shoots at the enemy. And she also uses her bare toes. She's got a pretty good tank, capable of piercing through enemies. And this girl, it must be said, is simply...
  super class.
  And she shoots and hits the enemies.
  And sings:
  - In the victory of the immortal ideas of communism,
  We see the future of our country...
  And to the red banner of our Fatherland,
  We will always be selflessly faithful!
  Ekaterina also fires at the enemy, striking through them and penetrating the vehicle turrets. Then she screams:
  - Glory to Lada's communism!
  And also uses bare toes.
  Elena, too, is firing at the Afghans. She's thrashing the Islamic empire. She's striking it through and through, and she's screaming:
  - Our cause is just!
  And Euphrosyne also hits her enemies with great precision. And she sings:
  - In the name of great ideas! The villain will be defeated!
  And he also winks at his partners.
  And Elizabeth's tank leaped forward and began to crush the Afghan troops. And it was savage.
  The girls sang and roared:
  - We are the strongest in the world!
  And again they shot very accurately.
  These were some girls - what you need!
  And they thrashed the Afghan enemies with gusto.
  The girls in the sky also gave it to the Taliban.
  Anastasia Vedmakova, having shot down planes, also moved on to ground targets. She crushed them and screamed:
  - We are brave girls, brave, brave,
  Our boys have very cute curly hair!
  We beat them hotly,
  And then we'll spit over our left shoulder!
  Akulina Orlova, hammering her opponents, said:
  - Bye-bye, on your way!
  And she knocked down the Afghans with her bare feet.
  Mirabella Magnetic also knocked down the Taliban troops and squealed, baring her teeth:
  - There will be many victories!
  And her bare toes began to move.
  These girls were simply superb!
  Alenka and her team fought the Taliban. And it looked very charismatic.
  The girls held the line and threw gifts of destruction at the advancing warriors of the Islamic Empire with their bare toes.
  Alenka kicked the annihilation present with her bare heel and sang:
  -Alek, I'm crying with happiness!
  Anyuta threw gifts of death with her bare toes and squeaked:
  - Her soul sings like a gusli!
  Alla also hit the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple and said:
  - Drip, drip, drip, and tears from Alenka"s blue eyes fall onto the spear!
  Maria tapped with her bare toes and squealed:
  - Straight to the spear! And mummy!
  Olympiada will also laugh and show her pearly teeth.
  She is a girl of rare beauty and charm.
  At this, the warrior giggles and squeals:
  - Glory to the kings of communism!
  And with his bare heel he will deliver a murderous gift of death.
  Marusya is also eager to fight...
  And he fires machine guns at the Afghans with great intensity. And with his bare heel he throws gifts of death.
  And he says:
  - For great communism!
  Matryona also thrashes the warriors of the Islamic Empire. She mows them down with great intensity. And she exclaims, winking:
  - For outstanding victories!
  Alenka aggressively declares, mowing down the enemy:
  - Our Rus' is the first and greatest!
  And he also throws a murderous gift of annihilation with his bare foot.
  Anyuta says with a laugh, cutting down the ranks of Afghan soldiers:
  - Glory to the Red Army!
  And again he throws a lethal gift of annihilation at the enemy.
  And Alla begins to crush her enemies. And her bare toes also crush them soundly.
  And the gift of death, thrown by bare feet, flies.
  Maria, too, is a very feisty girl in battle. Her shots are very accurate and guaranteed to kill the enemy.
  And this girl also has a fighting spirit.
  He shoots himself and squeals:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Olympiada fires at the enemy, mows down Afghans, and says with a smile:
  - Glory to our Motherland!
  And let's start thrashing the Taliban again.
  And with bare toes throw gifts of death at your enemies.
  These are the kind of girls there are in the Red, or rather Russian, army.
  And they shoot at the enemy and hit him specifically.
  Marusya also fires at the enemy. And she does it very accurately.
  The girl screams at the top of her lungs:
  - Glory to the CPSU! Glory to Klychkov!
  And winks with lilac eyes.
  And again she throws a gift of destruction with her bare feet. This girl is simply superb.
  Marusya is a beauty, and almost naked.
  Matryona also shoots at the enemy, and with great accuracy. She hits him and squeals, baring her teeth:
  - Heaven and Earth - my love!
  And the girl also kills her opponent with her bare heels.
  Girls love to kill - these are girls!
  Stalinida is also fighting intensively against the Taliban.
  And this girl will launch a missile at the warriors of the Islamic Empire. And she will tear apart a mass of dark-skinned, bearded soldiers. This girl is just what we need, to put it mildly.
  Stalenida cooed:
  - For the Fatherland - the USSR!
  Veronica also fights her enemies desperately, and throws deadly gifts of death with her bare toes.
  And at the same time the girl squeals:
  - For great communism!
  Victoria is fighting. She pressed her bare, tanned legs against the launcher and smashed the Afghans. She blew them apart and cooed:
  - Believe in my Fatherland!
  And Serafima slammed into the enemy. She laid him out and destroyed a mass of Chinese, barking:
  - For our Fatherland!
  These girls are simply a miracle.
  Oleg Rybachenko, this immortal boy, also fights alongside the girls. He's a real fighter, and the toughest one in the world.
  A boy chops up Afghan soldiers with swords and throws gifts at them using his bare toes.
  And while doing this he sings:
  - If the fortress is on the way,
  The enemy has lined up...
  We need to go around from the rear -
  Take her without firing a shot!
  And again the boy and the girl, along with him, Margarita, began to whistle.
  And the crows, having a heart attack, fall on the heads of Afghan soldiers.
  Margarita Korshunova chops down the Taliban with swords, this dashing girl squeals:
  - Glory to the kings of communism!
  And again she waves her bare foot and throws poisonous needles at her enemies.
  These kids are the real monsters.
  Oleg Rybachenko, writing about his opponents, says:
  - If only my head was intact!
  We'll be in Kabul soon,
  That's all there is to it!
  Margarita confirmed this by exterminating her opponents:
  - Yes, we will be in Kabul!
  And he takes it and with his bare heel he gives the gift of death.
  These kids are the real monsters.
  And they fight like young heroes. Although they look only twelve years old. But they only look like children.
  Now the Caliph of Afghanistan has become such a monster that children are frightened by him. Just like in the old days, they frightened people with Hitler. And this, of course, is also interesting and logical.
  And in some places the Afghans managed to wedge themselves into Tajik territory.
  That's why they are Afghans and are strong in numbers.
  Without a second thought, the troops of the Islamic Empire took control of the captured villages and decided to flog all the women and children, beat their heels with sticks, and simply lock the adult men in a barn and burn them. They were truly dangerous, and the Afghans didn't need their labor force. But they could at least rape the women. So they rounded up all the men and shoved them into the barn. Those who resisted...
  They were shot on the spot. All the teenagers, who were already growing mustaches, were also thrown into the fire along with the grown men. These guys really are ready to fight.
  The Taliban took the place and set it on fire. They burned the men alive. They stripped the boys under fourteen and all the women, regardless of age, and began to whip them.
  And then they beat their heels with bamboo sticks. Several younger children and several old women dropped their hooves from the pain. Others were beaten so hard they couldn't get up.
  And their bare feet were swollen.
  Then the Taliban raised them up and drove them towards them with bayonets. Those are some brutal creatures.
  And so began a new order under the Taliban.
  And this is just the beginning.
  The Afghans have a vastly superior infantry force, but a significantly weaker air force and fewer and inferior vehicles and heavy weapons. Many Taliban tanks are made of wood. This doesn't add to their strength.
  Here's Gerda, in her car, quite skillfully crushing the warriors of the Islamic Empire. And she's shooting them down with great intensity. And her cannon works.
  Gerda struck the enemy with her bare toes and chirped:
  - Glory to the times of communism among the Germans!
  Charlotte also fired with her bare feet and squeaked:
  - Glory to the heroes of communism!
  Christina took it and hit the enemy, pressing the button with her scarlet nipple and squealed:
  - And glory to our Motherland!
  And Magda hits her opponent with her bare toes and squeals:
  - Our Fatherland has a role for centuries!
  And it also hits the enemy.
  And these are the fighting beauties - super and hyper class.
  Warriors of the widest profile and combat-tested.
  Albina and Alvina, combat pilots from the GDR, are also beating up the Taliban.
  And they do it with great enthusiasm.
  And they use their bare toes for this.
  Albina shoots down an Afghan plane in the sky and screams:
  - For communism in developed countries!
  Alvina shot down the plane with her bare toes and added:
  - And in the developmental one too!
  These were really some girls!
  And they crush the Taliban. And then Afghan planes are shot down in the sky.
  And then they move on to ground targets.
  With them is Helga, also a very beautiful blonde girl.
  And he hits the enemy.
  And he will cut the plane with his bare toes and coo:
  - For great communism!
  And Albina will hit the Afghan car, set it on fire and add:
  - For the greatest expanses!
  And Alvina cuts off the Taliban stormtrooper and says:
  - For the goddess Hera!
  And he will laugh.
  Helga, without thinking too long, crushes the Afghans and roars:
  - Glory to our great Fatherland!
  And it shoots down enemies very accurately.
  And Natasha and her team are furious.
  They're exterminating the Taliban en masse. And while they're doing it, they're singing:
  We live on our father's land,
  Grandchildren of Rod and Lada are the light of children!
  - And flies on a winged horse,
  Rus' since distant millennia!
  Zoya also hits the enemy with her bare toes and yelps:
  - For a Russia ruled by Russian Gods!
  Augustina added with a smile, crushing her enemies and using her bare heels for this:
  - For the USSR!
  And also how to add a shot by pressing the bazooka button with a scarlet nipple.
  And Svetlana also specifically exterminates enemies.
  And also uses bare toes. And mows down a lot of Afghans.
  At the same time he sings:
  - We live on our father's land,
  Svarog's grandchildren are glorious children!
  Natasha pressed the bazooka button with her ruby nipple and knocked out a Taliban tank, saying:
  - And we fly on a winged horse,
  We are in distant millennia!
  Zoya, cutting down the Afghans with bursts of fire and piling up corpses from the soldiers of the Islamic Empire, squealed:
  - Rus' laughed,
  And she cried and sang...
  Throughout the ages, that's what Rus' is for!
  Augustina, while firing at the enemy, noted very aggressively, throwing a grenade with her bare heel:
  - We will be the strongest in the world!
  And it also fires at the Taliban. And immediately mows down a whole line of them.
  And Svetlana, too, exterminates the warriors of the Islamic Empire. And with her bare toes, she throws gifts of destructive power, and sings:
  - Glory to the era of communism, believe me,
  I believe we won't have pacifism!
  And the girl will press the bazooka button on the strawberry nipple and completely destroy it.
  And here are other beauties fighting.
  For example, Jane Armstrong. It should also be noted that she was a very interesting and feisty beauty.
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  He crushes the pressing Afghans and squeaks as he says:
  - Summer is coming!
  The girl fired at the Taliban, cut them down and cooed:
  - For the Fatherland and freedom until the end!
  Gertrude also took a hit on the enemy. She knocked out an Afghan tank and squealed:
  - For great communism!
  And Malanya will launch something lethal at the enemy. She'll blow him to smithereens and squeal:
  - I'm going to the grass!
  And Monica will hit the enemy with something deadly and chirp, baring her teeth:
  - I'll look at the clear sky and understand that I'm alive!
  Jane took it and cooed:
  - The bell will ring in the sky!
  Gertrude stabbed her opponent and squeaked:
  - It's going to rain torrentially!
  Malanya charges at the enemy with a squeal:
  - I'm going back to my childhood!
  Monica fired at the Afghans, smashed the enemy's car and sang:
  - Summer rain is coming for me!
  These girls are simply super wonderful!
  Natasha noted aggressively, shooting at the enemies and squeaking:
  - We are the great warriors of Svarog!
  And with his bare toes he will throw a lethal gift of death at the enemy.
  Zoya took it upon herself to fire a burst of automatic fire at the enemy. She knocked him down and squealed:
  - For Rus' Svarog!
  And with her bare toes she threw a gift of annihilation.
  Augustine will also strike the enemy. And with her bare toes, she will hurl a lethal gift of annihilation. She will tear the enemy apart and squeak:
  - For the movement towards communism!
  And Svetlana will also scare the enemy. And quickly extinguish the enemy. And her bare heel will take, and find a deadly gift of death. And she will knock out a lot of enemies.
  And after which the girl will sing:
  - We look very combative,
  I became a girl, a very cool one!
  These girls are just super.
  Natasha has a very combative attitude.
  But Oleg Rybachenko is also fighting desperately.
  And the boy chops the Afghans with swords and squeals:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  And with bare toes he throws a deadly gift of death.
  This boy is just super.
  And Margarita Korshunova thoroughly thrashes her enemies. And destroys them with her bare toes.
  After which he squeals:
  - I'm a super girl!
  And again, with his bare toes, he launches sharp and poisonous games at the enemy.
  And then the children suddenly start whistling. A mass of crows are stunned and fall upon their enemies, piercing them. Their skulls become perforated.
  Let's say this is how the showdown got going in a combat-like manner.
  And children, objectively speaking, are militant and immortal.
  Oleg Rybachenko sang, cutting the Taliban into pieces.
  It was so beautiful,
  Man has become a slave to the collective!
  And once again, with his bare toes, the boy will unceremoniously send a lethal gift of death to his enemies. Now that's a real killer.
  Oleg Rybachenko took and sang:
  - Ta, ta, ta, we're taking a cat with us!
  And again, with bare toes, he strikes the enemy with lethal force. And it's quite aggressive.
  Margarita, crushing the enemies and mowing them down with well-aimed shots, said:
  - Glory to the era of Russian communism!
  And again she threw a lethal gift of death at the enemy with her bare toes.
  Then the children started whistling again. And a mass of crows fell on the heads of the Afghan soldiers. That's how their total extermination began.
  And the children are full of enthusiasm and desire to really fight.
  Alenka shoots at the enemy and squeals:
  - For our Motherland!
  And with his bare, sharpened foot he will throw a gift to death.
  These girls, let's say, are very feisty.
  Anyuta scribbles at the enemy and screams deafeningly:
  - For our great Motherland.
  And with his bare heel he will throw up that which brings destruction and death.
  And Alla fires bursts at the enemy. She mows down masses of Afghans, and with her bare toes she hurls grenades and squeals:
  - To new great victories!
  And it also hits with a lethal burst.
  But Maria also mows down enemies with a deadly scythe. And with her bare heel, she hurls something very destructive at her foes. And, baring her teeth, she says:
  - Russia will be the champion!
  And Olympiada will also strike her opponent with great energy. And she will bring down a murderous fist, or a sledgehammer, on the enemy. And she will also use her bare toes.
  And he will roar:
  - For the most holy Rus'!
  And he will bare his teeth in a grin.
  Marusya is also in a fighting position and squeals, baring her fangs:
  - I will tear you apart, Taliban!
  And with her bare toes she will throw the most deadly gift of death.
  And Matryona will strike her enemies. And she'll feel really bad about it. And Matryona will send a whole bunch of Taliban into their graves. And she'll squeal, baring her teeth:
  - I am the most combative in the world!
  And he will laugh.
  These are the girls here - the voices of beauties are ringing.
  Stalenida also crushes her opponents, exterminates the Afghans and roars:
  - For the great host of Russian gods!
  And he too will throw a grenade with his bare toes.
  And it will tear apart the mass of Taliban.
  These girls are top notch and super.
  Veronica hits the Afghans and screams:
  - For our Motherland!
  And again her bare toes are chopped off by the Taliban machine.
  Victoria crushes the Islamic soldiers. She mows them down like a scythe and, grinning aggressively, pronounces:
  - For our boundless Fatherland!
  And with bare toes, he throws the gift of death again.
  And Serafima will also smash the mujahideen. And from her bazooka, she'll spit out a gift of death, pressing a button with her scarlet nipple.
  This is what she is like - a fighting woman.
  And he will purr:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  And then there's Alice and Angelica fighting. These girls are snipers. And they shoot at the Afghans with great lethal force.
  And they hit the target with colossal accuracy.
  At this point Alice roars:
  - I am the strongest in the world!
  And with his bare toes, he takes and launches the gift of annihilation, exterminating the Afghans.
  And Angelica will also hit the Islamic army. And she'll use her bare toes. And she'll press the trigger with her scarlet nipple and mutter:
  - Glory to my world!
  And he also burst out laughing.
  These are girls, all girls are girls to girls.
  Alice sings aggressively and actively while shooting at the enemy:
  - Let our land be glorified,
  We are all nations - our own family!
  And Alice, too, throws a deadly grenade with her bare toes.
  And Angelica also thrashes her enemies. And with her bare toes she hurls gifts of death.
  At the same time, the red-haired girl sings:
  - Glory to our USSR!
  And her bare heel throws a deadly grenade.
  These are the girls - a redhead and a blonde.
  There is so much that is so special, cool and loyal about these girls.
  Stalenida, firing at the enemy and making accurate shots with her bare toes, cooed aggressively:
  - For Russia and freedom until the end!
  And again she pressed the button with the help of her ruby nipple.
  Stalenida is a very feisty and tough girl. She has so much passion, willpower, and strength.
  The girl sang:
  - Stalin is military glory,
  Stalin of our youth, the flight...
  Fighting and winning with songs,
  Our people follow Stalin!
  Veronica, shooting at the mujahideen and actively exterminating them, squeaked:
  Fighting and winning with song,
  Our people follow Stalin!
  Victoria, firing at the Taliban troops, chirped:
  - We have been given enormous wings,
  We have been given great courage...
  Stalin's collective farm abundance,
  Long live the Soviet country!
  And the girl threw the murderous gift of death with her bare foot.
  Serafima, mowing down the Chinese without further ceremony, said:
  Stalin is military glory,
  Stalin of our youth, the flight...
  Fighting and winning with songs,
  Our people follow Stalin!
  Stalenida picked it up with a smile, singing:
  - Fighting and winning with songs,
  Our people follow Stalin!
  And so the warriors truly took up the extermination of the Afghans without any unnecessary arrogance or fuss. It must be said that they are quite the fighting beauties.
  Stalenida chirped, baring her teeth:
  - Fighting and winning with song,
  Our people follow Stalin!
  These girls turned out to be so feisty.
  Veronica noted with a smile:
  - Our victory will be in the holy war.
  And she stuck out her tongue.
  This is how the girls are here - they have simply the highest and coolest taste.
  Victoria noted, winking at the girls:
  - This is our last and decisive battle!
  And again it hits the enemy.
  And he will hit you with his bare toes.
  These girls are simply great.
  And girls who really love to fight.
  Stalenida hissed:
  - And the Taliban will be trivially in their coffin!
  Victoria agreed with this:
  - Yes, be it! And this Supreme Caliph is far more dangerous than Hitler!
  Veronica agreed with this:
  - He has many more soldiers!
  Serafima noted angrily, mowing down the mujahideen with bursts:
  - He wants to take it by numbers!
  Stalenida said confidently:
  - You're lying, you won't catch me!
  And she flashed her pearly teeth.
  After which, with her bare toes, she threw a grenade of destruction with deadly force.
  Victoria noted with a smile, baring her teeth:
  - Glory to communism!
  And again she threw with her bare toes the murderous gift of death.
  Veronica hit the enemy and squealed:
  - Glory to communism and our party!
  Serafima noted:
  - And glory to Lenin's cause!
  And sent a gift of annihilation to the enemy.
  And that's how these girls got going. And that's how they beat the Taliban.
  Alenka, mowing down Afghan soldiers, noted with fury:
  - For the highest achievements of communism!
  And again a grenade flies, thrown by bare toes.
  And so Anyuta acts very aggressively against the enemy.
  And he mows down his enemies with lethal force. He cuts them down like a sickle. And he squeals:
  - For the glory of the USSR!
  The Taliban's fighting Allah thrashes and squeals:
  - In the name of Perun!
  And with her bare toes she will also throw deadly gifts at the enemy.
  Aggressive Maria noted, mowing down her opponents:
  - For the sake of governing the USSR!
  And also with bare toes, as if he were giving a killer gift to death.
  And Olympiada will hit the enemies and squeal:
  - For the Fatherland until the highest victory!
  And her bare feet also seem to send a killer gift of annihilation.
  This girl is - let's just say - ultra!
  And Matryona took on the mujahideen and started killing them. And she acted with colossal pressure.
  And the warrior sang:
  - The yoke of the Horde is crushing us!
  And Marusya, hammering her opponents and mowing them down like a killer scythe, yelped:
  - The yoke of the infidels is pressing upon us!
  And Olympiada, cutting down the Taliban scum, squeaked:
  - But it boils in our veins,
  Alenka, shooting at the enemy, added:
  - Sky of the Slavs!
  And Anyuta squealed with a smile:
  - And from the sea shores,
  To the icy Kolyma!
  Red-haired Alla confidently added:
  - All this is our Earth,
  This is all us!
  Maria, shooting at her opponents, added:
  - It's all us!
  And with a throw of her bare toes she scattered the mass of Taliban.
  These are the fighting girls. And their drive is, shall we say, superb.
  Alenka noted, laughing into her fist:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Anyuta added with a laugh:
  - Glory to Lenin!
  Alla, shooting at the mujahideen, said:
  - Pioneers here and there,
  They sing a song to Lenin!
  And with her bare toes she threw a grenade of deadly force.
  This girl Maria is such a fighter. And she crushes the Taliban with colossal force.
  And they are literally swept away with a broom.
  Maria, scribbling at the enemies, squeaked:
  - We are pioneers - daughters of communism!
  And again he throws a large portion of explosives at the enemy.
  Olympiada noted, cutting down the enemy like a sickle cutting grass:
  - I'm a super class warrior!
  And her bare, chiseled feet hit the Taliban, colossal and destructive.
  These are these girls. Let's just say they're super.
  Alenka noted:
  - We are pioneers and we sing songs to Lenin!
  Anyuta corrected:
  - No, we are Komsomol members! And we sing songs to Stalin!
  Alla noted aggressively, shooting at the enemy:
  -We will be able to finish off the enemy,
  And there will be a fist festival!
  And Maria, shooting at the enemy, mowed down the enemy and a mass of Afghans were killed.
  The girl squeaked, baring her teeth:
  - For Russia and space!
  Olympiada laughed loudly and winked:
  - For our great Motherland!
  And with bare toes he throws a gift of murderous power to death.
  Marusya giggled and noted aggressively:
  - For the victory over the Taliban.
  Matryona giggled with aplomb:
  - Glory to the USSR! And glory to the CPSU!
  And as the tongue shows!
  These girls are cool.
  And Oleg Rybachenko thrashes the Taliban with swords and roars:
  - For a great USSR!
  And with his bare toes the boy scares off the enemy.
  And chirps:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Margarita chops down the Afghans and squeals:
  - For our Fatherland!
  And with her bare toes, the girl launches poisonous needles. And they stick into the mujahideen's throats.
  And the girl will sing:
  - My great communism will be with us!
  And the children started whistling again and thousands of fainting crows rammed the Afghans' skulls.
  Mikhail-Vladimir woke up. And that was interesting. Yes, the war with the Taliban is cool.
  But it"s time to govern the USSR and issue further orders.
  Specifically, they deployed select special forces and air force units to Afghanistan. They increased defense spending, significantly. They also recruited more contract soldiers, recruited more special guards, and recruited more fighters. The army's size increased.
  An order was also given to prepare a price reform to end subsidies for agricultural and other goods. This would allow for additional funds to be allocated for military expenditures.
  Putin and Gorbachev also ordered a ban on criticism of Stalin and previous leaders. They even introduced criminal penalties for it. Furthermore, they even ordered an increase in the number of Stalin monuments and the restoration of those previously destroyed and swept away. Volgograd was also given the right to return to its historical name - Stalingrad.
  After which Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep;
  The epic battle with the Taliban continued. And now Russian troops are attacking the Taliban along all perimeters.
  And the Russian Army is repelling their advance. A fierce battle ensues.
  Natasha fires a burst and hurls a lethal grenade with her bare toes. She tears apart her opponents and roars:
  - Glory to the era of Russian Gods!
  Zoya also fights her enemies with more than enough confidence. She mows down her opponents and roars:
  - In the name of Great Russia!
  And with his bare toes he will also launch the gift of death.
  That's how these girls got down to business very quickly.
  Augustine, also firing very accurately at the enemy and throwing grenades with her bare toes, growled:
  -For the great USSR!
  And Svetlana fights with the mujahideen, knocking them out in ranks, roaring:
  - For cool Rus'!
  And with his bare heel he will deliver a murderous gift of death.
  This is a team of girls born to kill Taliban. And not just Taliban.
  Natasha giggled and, shooting at the mujahideen, said:
  - Glory to the USSR!
  And with bare toes he launches the murderous one.
  Zoya, continuing to shoot at the soldiers of the Islamic Empire, said aggressively:
  - Glory to our army!
  And with bare feet he will throw down the destructive.
  And Augustine starts to hit the Afghans and coo:
  - Glory to our Motherland!
  And with bare toes he will launch destruction.
  Svetlana also crushes enemies, knocking them out with fury and screaming:
  - For the sacred communism of the USSR!
  These are the kind of girls who fight with all their might. And they fight, and they win.
  Alenka fought very hard and threw deadly gifts with her bare toes.
  And the girl cooed:
  - For communism!
  Anyuta shot at the enemy very beautifully, and hit the Taliban with her bare heel and squealed:
  - For the Russia of communism!
  Alla fought very modestly, yet vigorously. And her bare toes launched themselves with deadly force.
  The girl growled:
  - For communism of the USSR!
  The girl Maria took it and fired a burst, mowed down the Afghans and growled:
  - For our Motherland!
  And with her bare toes she launched a deadly force.
  Olympiada also fired a well-aimed burst, mowing down a horde of enemies. The girl cooed, kicking her bare toes and yelping:
  - For our Motherland!
  Marusya fights with the ferocious fury of a cat, firing at the Afghans. And destroying them en masse.
  And the girl roars:
  - This is very cool!
  Matryona hits the mujahideen with great precision, cutting them down like ears of corn. What a girl.
  And he roars to himself with a roll:
  - For Very Good Communism!
  Stalenida also fought with wild fury and cut down the Taliban troops. That's the kind of fighter she is.
  And she slashed at the enemy very accurately.
  Stalenida sang:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  These are the fighting girls we have here. And very beautiful and fighting.
  The warrior fired a burst at the enemy. She mowed down a mass of Afghan troops and squealed. For Russia and freedom.
  until the end.
  Veronica, shooting at the Taliban, hit them with rockets and squealed:
  - Glory to communism!
  Victoria, firing at the courageous and heroic warriors of Allah, chirped:
  - For the Fatherland!
  These girls are the best and most beautiful. They are truly beautiful and feisty. And they have tremendous strength. Such feisty girls.
  and they crush and thresh, crushing the Afghans.
  Serafima also fired at the enemy, knocking out the Taliban with wild force.
  And the girl threw deadly gifts of death at the enemy with her bare toes.
  These girls are just super.
  Alenka was scribbling about the Afghans and was mowing down the enemies very aggressively.
  The warrior cooed as she cut down the warriors of the Islamic Empire.
  And she roared:
  - For the Fatherland - our mother!
  Anyuta is actively slashing at enemies, mowing them down with her strength. And with her bare toes, she unleashes a lethal and colossal force.
  And the girl chirped:
  - Glory to communism!
  And with our scarlet nipple we pressed the bazooka button and set the tank on fire.
  Here, fighting Alla crushes the enemy with great fury. She shoots and kills, exterminating the mujahideen.
  These girls are very beautiful and fighting, they became heroes.
  The fighting Alla is pounding the country with wild fury.
  This is the military path of the girls. They even became very combative. And they crushed the Taliban quite aggressively.
  Combat Maria crushed with wild force and cut everyone down like a razor.
  And with her bare toes the girl threw grenades of destruction. And the girl tore apart a mass of enemies.
  Here we have the Olympics in action again. And again she crushes the mujahideen. And again, with her bare toes, she flings them down with murder and destruction.
  And it will be rude and very aggressive.
  And the Olympics began to fight and with its bare heel brought destruction and total death.
  This Olympiada is such a fighting girl. What a fighting girl she is.
  And Marusya crushed the Afghans with great fury. And she mowed them down with wild courage.
  And with a strawberry nipple she took and directed the deadly force.
  And a lot of mujahideen in the coffin.
  Alenka declared, shooting at the enemy and squealing:
  - For the strongest communism in the world!
  Anyuta, writing about the Afghans, noted aggressively:
  - Here we are again on a white horse!
  Here's the feisty Alla back in a fierce fight. And the red-haired girl is once again sniping at the mujahideen, screaming at the top of her lungs.
  And it specifically exterminates them.
  and screams at the top of his lungs.
  And the girl fires away like a machine gun.
  And Maria acts with all her wild strength. And she shoots at the Afghans with great accuracy. And she mows down the enemies with precision-every bullet to the eye.
  And roars:
  - For Rus' Svarog!
  Olimpiada was very brutal, killing her opponents and mowing down mujahideen. And she was a very feisty, powerful woman. These girls are simply superb.
  And no one will survive against them.
  The Olympics mow down enemies thoroughly. And knock out the Afghans with their bare toes, hurling deadly gifts of death. The Olympics is, of course, a very good girl.
  The coolest and most combat-ready of them all.
  Well, he will hit the mujahideen and mow them down with the sword.
  And the girl will take and sing:
  - I am a Hyper class beauty!
  These girls are so beautiful and very feisty. They have a colossal degree of passion and strength, a sight to behold.
  Marusya shoots at the Afghans and squeals:
  - For the era of communism!
  And she'll also hit the mujahideen with her bare toes. This girl is simply superb.
  Matryona will slam her scarlet nipple into her enemies with deadly force from a bazooka. And this is truly her hyper-power.
  And the warrior squeaks:
  - For great communism!
  . CHAPTER ? 6.
  These are the girls who fight for the USSR and demonstrate miracles of heroism. No enemy can stand against such girls. Even one as numerous as the Taliban. Even though they are capable of throwing corpses all the way to Moscow.
  Stalenida is fighting against superior enemy forces. And then she presses the bazooka button with her strawberry nipple and squeaks:
  - I'm a super class warrior!
  And wink at his friends.
  Veronica is also aggressively crushing the Afghans, showing them no mercy. And they are being completely exterminated.
  The girl is very combative and has phenomenal cosmic power.
  And Stalinida, who boldly crushes the mujahideen of this force even more. Now that's something truly slutty, let's say.
  Victoria hits the Afghans with great vigor, shocks them, and roars:
  - I'm a hyper class girl!
  And Serafima thrashes the mujahideen with the passion of a shrew, mows them down, and squeals:
  - I'm an ultra-level beauty!
  Albina and Alvina are crushing Afghans in the sky. And Helga is with them. How they've taken on the yellow ones. And they're destroying them thoroughly.
  Albina hit a Taliban car with her bare toes and squealed:
  - For the GDR! Let communism return to the Germans!
  Alvina also shot down an Islamic Empire plane and said:
  - For the greatest heights of communism!
  And Helga, in the sky, covered the Taliban tank with her bare toes and chirped:
  - For victories through the roof!
  This is how the fighting and beautiful girls fought.
  Anastasia Vedmakova also crushed the mujahideen from the sky and sang:
  - Let communism be glorified!
  And with her bare toes she threw bombs from an airplane at her enemies.
  And Akulina Orlova also beat the Afghans and sang:
  - Glory to our Fatherland.
  And dropped heavy and deadly bombs on the enemy.
  These were some real fighters, to put it bluntly.
  Mirabella Magnetic crushed her opponents with colossal intensity and screamed:
  - For great and mighty communism!
  And again the girl winked her lilac eyes.
  These were some girls.
  Anastasia Vedmakova pounded the Afghans and broke through them, howling:
  - My new credo is to defeat everyone!
  And also how to use bare toes.
  Akulina Orlova thrashed her opponents, mowing them down like a comb, and screamed:
  - I am the strongest in the world!
  And then he kicks you with his bare heel.
  And Mirabella Magnetic knocks down the enemies with her colossal force and squeals:
  - I'm a super girl!
  And with a scarlet nipple he presses the button.
  These girls are just super and hyper.
  Alvina crushed the Taliban and screamed with great force:
  - For communism!
  And she presses her bare heels like pedals. This girl is simply superb.
  And Albina will start pounding the Afghans. And she'll give them a complete shock.
  And it will take and lay waste to a mass of enemies at once.
  And she will do it all with her bare toes.
  And he will sing:
  - I'm the coolest girl in the world!
  Helga also thrashes the Taliban. She destroys them colossally and actively. But then she guides a missile with her bare toes and destroys an Afghan bunker.
  And this is absolutely super.
  And the girl laughs...
  But Elizabeth, in her tank, will take on the mujahideen and cause them complete destruction. And she'll wipe out a whole bunch of Taliban in one fell swoop.
  And it will tear the turrets off the Taliban tanks.
  Elizabeth is a girl who is a superman of the highest order. She crushes enemies with her bare toes and literally buries them in the ground.
  This Elizabeth is just Hyper.
  And her tank will hit the mujahideen.
  Not a girl at all, but something super active and militant.
  And Catherine thrashes the Afghans. She has incredible strength and agility. And with her bare toes, she exterminates the soldiers of the Islamic Empire.
  What a girl, and she's already killed so many Afghans.
  And she took it and sang:
  - I am ultra!
  And Elena thoroughly thrashes her enemies. She shows them her super class and roars:
  - I am Hyper!
  And with her bare toes she kicks the Chinese. What a girl.
  And Euphrosyne exterminates Afghan fighters in a very aggressive manner. And she shoots with great precision, using her bare toes.
  And at the same time it purrs:
  - For the Fatherland and Russia, our Svarog will be the Messiah!
  Girls, let's put it this way - warriors of honor.
  Elizabeth, firing at the Afghans, remarked:
  - I actually like Russian Gods more!
  Ekaterina fired her bare heels, pressing the button, demolishing the Taliban tank and squealed:
  "I also prefer Russian gods! Why do we really need a Jesus circumcised on the eighth day?"
  Elena squealed with rage:
  - I am ashamed of Prince Vladimir!
  Elizabeth agreed with this:
  - And you should be ashamed!
  Elena agreed with this:
  - Of course it"s shameful for Russians to worship Jewish saints!
  Catherine took it and growled:
  - We must have Russian saints and gods!
  Elizabeth agreed with this, baring her teeth:
  - Yes, we should!
  And she winked at her opponent.
  Euphrosyne noted energetically, firing a cannon at the mujahideen:
  - We will defeat the Islamic empire...
  And again Elizabeth hits the enemy with lethal force.
  Gerda also fights with great skill. She strikes the mujahideen with deadly force and screams:
  - For great communism!
  and she is such a warlike and famous beauty!
  Charlotte also crushes the Taliban and squeals, baring her teeth:
  - This is super!
  and such a fighting girl of mega class!
  Kristina will also hit the Afghans with her bare toes. And she'll definitely kill them.
  And he will take it and howl:
  - I am Aryan number one!
  And Magda will hit the Afghans, and kill a lot of them and hiss:
  - For the USSR and the GDR!
  And she winks with her sapphire eyes. This girl is simply hyper!
  No, the Taliban can't handle super and hyper class girls.
  And they girls are so warlike.
  And they sing with passion:
  - And who will we find in battle,
  And who will we find in battle...
  He won't joke with that,
  We'll tear you to pieces!
  And the warriors burst into tears. These are some girls.
  And they even shoved their bare feet into the faces of captured Taliban soldiers and forced them to kiss their bare, round heels.
  These are girls in bikinis.
  And the Taliban tortured the Komsomol member. They twisted her arms behind her back and hoisted her onto the rack. And lifted her up. And twisted the girl inside out on the tree. And lifted her higher. And then they took her and let her go.
  And the girl plummeted down. She hung there, right by the grass. And froze. And the mujahideen laughed maliciously. Then they picked the girl up again and hoisted her higher, to the very top of the tree.
  And then they let her go again. The girl plummeted down and hung suspended at the very bottom again. The rope tightened, and the beauty howled in pain. And they began to yank her higher again.
  They pulled it all the way up. They gave it a good toss, let it hang for a bit. And then they let go again with wild fury. And the girl fell down again, her insides twisting.
  joints. And in general, she was completely naked. and how much pain she was in.
  Then they lifted her up again for the fourth time and shook her vigorously. Afterwards, they secured her to a thick branch and began to stretch her. They attached a block to the girl's bare feet,
  And they started hanging weights on her. The Taliban hung a pood weight on one side, then on the other. Then they started beating the girl with a whip. They beat her until her skin split.
  And then they started pouring salt on the Komsomol member's wounds. And then they went and used red-hot wire. And they beat the girl with painful force. Then the Afghan executioners greased the soles of the girl's bare feet and lit a brazier under her. And without further ado, they began to burn the beauty. And then the Taliban executioners greased the girl's chest. And after
  which lit a fire on her chest. And they began to thoroughly burn the girl.
  And the mujahideen roasted the warrior, her breasts and heels. Then they greased her backside and brought a torch to her buttocks. And they began to thoroughly burn the girl. And then the fire touched her pubis. The hairs covering the grotto of Venus instantly charred. This girl is simply superb. And such torture awaited her.
  The Afghan executioners burned the girl's breasts, her ass, her vagina, and the soles of her bare feet. They roasted her thoroughly. Then the Taliban executioner took a red-hot rod and, without thinking twice, shoved it into the girl's anus. And lo and behold, she screamed in uncontrollable pain.
  That was so painful for her. And these girls are so mischievous and beautiful. But the Afghans tortured the girl severely. And such beautiful warriors. And they thoroughly fry the warrior.
  And so the executioners took the girl and began to break her long, graceful fingers with red-hot pincers. And it was so painful. The executioners broke the girl's fingers, starting with the little finger.
  And they broke literally everything on her. And then the Komsomol member's ribs began to burst. And at the same time, the red-hot pincers dug into her breasts. And the iron, red with heat, began to twist and her scarlet nipples. And the girl's breasts were torn off. And it was so cruel and painful.
  This is the kind of torture that took place here.
  Gerda, firing at the mujahideen, noted:
  - Glory to communism!
  Charlotte remarked with a devilish intensity and a very aggressive tone. And squeaked:
  - For the Fatherland!
  And with his bare toes he will strike the enemy.
  What a girl. And so warlike.
  Christina took it and hit the Taliban with her bare toes and squealed:
  - Glory to the era of Russian Gods!
  Magda also hit the Afghans with her bare toes and cooed:
  - For our Motherland!
  And these girls are really cool.
  Gerda, while shooting at the enemy from Afghanistan, said:
  - For the great communism of Germany.
  These girls are such fighting beauties.
  Gerda answered cheerfully, scribbling about the mujahideen:
  - I am a simply super girl.
  And Charlotte noted aggressively, shooting at the enemy:
  - Glory to Aryan communism!
  And using her bare toes, she cooed:
  - For the great Fatherland!
  Christina also hit the enemy with great accuracy, she noted:
  - For Russia and Germany in friendship!
  Magda also fired at the mujahideen and squealed:
  - Long live our era!
  And again he winks at his partners.
  These are the girls here.
  And Jane Armstrong started firing a cannon at the Taliban.
  The girl was very beautiful.
  Jane hit her opponent with her bare toes and squealed:
  - Glory to the Fatherland!
  And so Gertrude will strike desperately at the enemies, and they will be completely covered and destroyed.
  And he coos:
  - For Britain!
  And Malanya hit the enemy and committed hara-kiri on him, and squealed:
  - For English victories!
  Monica also hit the enemies with her bare toes and squealed:
  - For Soviet victories!
  Both Tamara and Sulfiya fight the Taliban and kill the bearded warriors that come in waves.
  And these girls sing:
  - People will be happy,
  Happiness forever...
  The Russian authorities -
  The power is great!
  Tamara fired a burst and pointed her bare toes and cooed:
  - For my opinion about communism!
  Sulfiya will also hit the enemy, kill a lot of Taliban and squeal:
  - Let's put in a word for Russia!
  And both girls burst out laughing.
  Tamara fired a burst. She mowed down a mass of Afghans and squealed:
  - For the best strength of the Fatherland!
  Sulfiya will also give the enemy a good slap and coo:
  - For scarlet communism in the USSR!
  And winks with sapphire eyes.
  These girls are simply top class and flying.
  And here Alice and Angelica are fighting.
  Blonde and red-haired queen.
  They are strong girls and shoot sniper rifles.
  And at the same time they sing to themselves:
  - Glory to the USSR! We will set an example for everyone!
  Alice fired at the enemy with a sniper rifle. She fired with her bare toes, and
  squeaked:
  - Glory to my country!
  Angelica also hits the enemy, throws a grenade with her bare toes and squeals:
  - For the greatest Rus'.
  And winks with her emerald eyes.
  These girls are simply top-notch pilots. And they're crushing the Afghans like that. They're fighters, the coolest and smartest in the world.
  Alice chirped, winking:
  - Glory to the times of the CPSU!
  Angelica readily agreed with this:
  - Great glory to the Heroes of the USSR!
  And again, with her bare toes, she threw a grenade of deadly force at the enemy.
  Here she is, a woman with an ordinary flaw in an extraordinary appearance.
  Alice took it and chirped:
  - In the name of the immortal ideas of communism!
  And with her bare toes she threw a gift of deadly power.
  Angelica also took and hit the enemy.
  She cut it off as if with sandpaper and squeaked:
  - For Rus' and Russian Gods!
  These were really feisty and tough women.
  Alice, shooting at the enemy, took and with her bare toes launched a gift of annihilation at the enemy.
  And that was a really cool move.
  Angelica also pounded the enemy, literally destroying him and demonstrating her colossal power. And she said with a smile, playing along:
  - This is a colossal undertaking!
  And her bare toes launched a message of death and destruction!
  This was a girl - simply super class.
  Alice took it and roared at the top of her lungs:
  - I am the strongest and coolest in the universe!
  Angelica launched a whole barrel of explosives with her bare soles and squealed:
  - And I'm in the megaverse!
  These girls are very beautiful.
  Alice noted while shooting at the enemies:
  - Faith in communism is great!
  And throwing deadly grenades with bare toes.
  And Angelica shoots at the mujahideen and roars:
  - Our faith is very great!
  And with his bare toes he will throw a grenade with destructive force.
  And the warriors took on the enemy and carried away these Taliban in such a way... It"s impossible to tell in a fairy tale or describe with a pen.
  Alice made a logical point as she fired her sniper rifle and shot down a Taliban attack aircraft.
  Alice took it and chirped:
  - I believe the whole world will wake up,
  There will be an end to fascism...
  And the Sun will shine -
  Lighting the way for communism!
  And again the girl, with her bare toes, takes it upon herself to launch something extremely deadly.
  Volunteers from Japan are also fighting against the mujahideen, including female ninjas with communist beliefs.
  The blue-haired ninja girl slashed at the Afghans with a windmill and chopped them up.
  Then she threw peas of destruction with her bare toes and squeaked:
  - For communism in Japan!
  The yellow-haired ninja girl also performed a butterfly move with her swords. She cut down a ton of mujahideen. And then her bare feet
  They took and threw a grenade with lethal force.
  After which the girl squealed:
  - Glory to the USSR and Japan!
  The red-haired ninja girl also took it upon herself to slash at the Afghan soldiers. And threw her bare toes,
  something killer as a gift. And she squealed:
  - Glory to Russia and the USSR!
  A white-haired ninja girl performed a barrel roll. She then slammed into the Taliban soldiers, cutting off their heads. Then she threw
  with a bare, sharpened foot, a murderous destruction and squeaked:
  - Glory to the Red Army!
  And all four ninja girls kicked up peas of destruction with their bare heels, and took out an entire battalion of Afghans with their tanks. These girls are simply amazing!
  This is beauty - the girls are really cool.
  Oleg Rybachenko also hacks down mujahideen with swords. And with him is a girl named Margarita.
  These immortal children are simply super.
  And they crush their enemies. Now that's what kids are like there!
  And then the boy and girl whistled. And the crows, having suffered a heart attack from the child's whistle, fell to the ground. And their beaks pierced the skulls of the Taliban.
  These children are natural destroyers of everything and everyone.
  Oleg Rybachenko sang:
  - Glory to our Soviet people,
  Glory to my party...
  Our union of all children's hearts,
  We are all a friendly family!
  Margarita Magnitnaya, crushing the enemies, energetically declared:
  - Glory to our cosmic Rus'!
  And the girl, with her bare toes, launches something absolutely lethal at the enemy.
  Oleg Rybachenko, while chopping down the Taliban, sang:
  - Margarita, the window is open,
  Margarita, you haven"t forgotten,
  How it all happened!
  This is a cool and warlike boy. This is a Terminator boy.
  These kids here are so cool and feisty.
  It should be noted that the girls are not at all simple.
  Alice also fires at the Taliban. And hums to herself:
  - One, two, three, four, five! The bunny came out for a walk!
  And the girl fired again with great accuracy.
  Angelica was a very skilled shot, and she fired powerful shots at the enemy.
  And as he presses with his scarlet nipple, he takes the bazooka and fires.
  And the warrior continued to shoot at the enemy very accurately.
  Angelica took it and cooed:
  - Long live our Communist Party!
  And again, it hits the enemy with great accuracy. And again, the Taliban plane crashes.
  And Alice also fired very accurately, and the Islamic Empire's attack aircraft caught fire.
  These are the girls.
  Angelica noted with a chuckle:
  -The USSR is a wonderful country in which all nations are a friendly family!
  Alice fired again, knocking down three mujahideen with one shot and replied:
  - For the great party of Russia!
  And the girls burst into laughter. They are warriors with very different views.
  But all the girls carry the idea of communism in their hearts. And they want a real paradise on planet Earth. And that would be quite beautiful.
  Angelica noted, shooting at enemies with great accuracy, and breaking skulls.
  - Communism will never fold its wings and crawl into a shell!
  Alice agreed with this:
  "Communism will never fold its wings! Our ideology is to build happiness on planet Earth!"
  And both girls started screaming:
  - Glory to Russia! Glory! The barefoot girls are running forward...
  Division of barefoot women... greets the Russian people!
  And the warriors show aggressive and sexual delight.
  Alice squealed, baring her teeth and squeaking:
  - We all stand together for the USSR!
  And the warrior again struck at the enemies.
  Angelica also fired at the enemy, knocking off their heads. And she cooed:
  - Glory to our Fatherland!
  And the warrior was extremely combative and red-haired.
  And her hair in the wind, this copper-red head of hair flutters like a proletarian banner.
  These girls are very beautiful and sexy.
  And so many mujahideen have already been buried...
  There are also other girls working...
  Here Viola and Dominica are shooting at Afghans.
  The girls fire a bazooka at tanks and Asian infantry.
  Here Viola fired, using her scarlet nipple to press the bazooka button, releasing a rocket.
  And a mass of Afghans were torn apart.
  Viola sang again:
  - I believe in great communism!
  And Dominica is also firing specifically at the mujahideen. And eliminating them in large numbers.
  At the same time, the girls throw grenades with their bare toes.
  And with a scarlet nipple he will press the bazooka button, utterly destroying the enemies.
  These girls are such beauties. And how amazing they look when they fight in just their panties. And they are warriors of the highest caliber.
  Viola noted, firing at the enemy again with the strawberry nipple:
  - I love fighting! It's so great!
  Dominica giggled and noted:
  - What's wrong with men?
  Viola laughed and, without answering, threw a grenade at the enemy with her bare toes and squeaked:
  - Of course it's normal! And some are just lovely!
  These are some very feisty and beautiful girls here.
  Dominica noted:
  - How long will this war last?
  Viola fired at the mujahideen again using her crimson nipple and squealed:
  - I think it will take a long time!
  Dominica took it and sang:
  - War is raging in the universe,
  To destroy, to kill without reason...
  Satan has broken loose from his chains -
  And death came with him!
  
  And who will stop the flow,
  Rivers of blood and rage..
  A laser beam will hit your temple,
  And in a flash the man disappeared!
  Viola added, throwing a grenade with her bare toes:
  And such chaos
  Filled the universe with itself...
  The sad lot of humanity -
  Endure pain, suffering!
  These girls are such cool singers.
  And Oleg Rybachenko chops up Afghans with swords.
  The boy throws gifts of death with his bare toes of murderous force and sings.
  The son of the earth will answer no.
  I will never remain a slave...
  I believe there will be a dawn of freedom,
  The wind will heal a fresh wound!
  
  For the sacred Fatherland in battle,
  The Great Svarog himself calls...
  Rise up, valiant knight, in the morning,
  The darkness will go away and the roses of May will bloom!
  This boy is such a hero...
  And the girl Margarita, crushing the mujahideen with her swords and throwing grenades with her bare toes, adds:
  And the pulsation of the heart and veins,
  The tears of our children, mothers...
  They say we want change,
  Throw off the yoke of cruel chains!
  And the children whistle again. And the black horses faint, losing consciousness. And they literally ram the skulls of hundreds of mujahideen.
  . CHAPTER ? 7.
  Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin continued counter-reforms.
  In particular, punishment for anti-Soviet propaganda and separatism was tightened.
  Gorbachev-Putin then proposed awarding Stalin a third Hero of the USSR star for outstanding services and a third Order of Victory.
  Other ideas followed, including including China and North Korea in the Warsaw Pact.
  North Korea immediately agreed, while China gave an evasive response.
  Further ideas for constitutional reform: the establishment of the post of president, who is popularly elected by the people.
  And also ideas for parliamentary reform.
  After which Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep again and dreamed.
  The girls fought against the Taliban troops quite successfully.
  Natasha scribbled on the advancing warriors of the Islamic Empire, using her bare toes.
  She cooed:
  - For our great Fatherland!
  Zoya, pounding her opponents with her scarlet breasts and pressing the bazooka buttons, said:
  - For the happiness of people on Earth!
  And red-haired Augustine, writing about the Taliban, noted aggressively:
  - For the greatest communism on planet Earth!
  And he too will take and throw a deadly gift of death with his bare toes.
  Svetlana shot at the enemy with great accuracy, hitting him dead on target. Then, using her bare heel, she squealed:
  - For the Fatherland that is above the whole world!
  The four girls thrashed the Taliban with great skill, and killed them.
  And the girls cried at the top of their lungs:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  And let's beat the Afghans even more intensely.
  Natasha very wittily noted, scribbling at the enemy:
  - Our land is glorified,
  Happiness flies over the planet...
  We are all one family,
  The songs of the people are sung!
  These girls are top-notch in everything they do.
  And the way they crush the Taliban is a sight to behold.
  And the warriors are just super.
  Zoya, shooting at the Afghans, chirped:
  - The happiness of the Fatherland is in the girls!
  Augustine agreed with this:
  - Of course, in girls - especially with red hair!
  Svetlana hit the Taliban and squeaked:
  - And it will be great!
  And again, the warriors of the Islamic Empire are being pounded. Now that's a girl, let's say!
  But other beauties fight too.
  Here is Alenka fighting.
  And her team of girls in bikinis.
  They throw gifts of death at their enemies using their bare toes.
  And they squeak:
  The tie blossomed into a glorious scarlet flower,
  Soon the girls will have to join the Komsomol!
  Alenka threw a deadly gift of death at her enemy with her bare toes,
  and she took it and squealed:
  - I believe in communism to live!
  Anyuta also wrote about the Taliban troops. She was active, and her bare toes hurled very harsh death-signals.
  The girl squealed:
  - Our world will be communist!
  And red-haired Alla scribbled at the Afghans. And she did it with extreme accuracy. And she mowed down the Taliban troops with great intensity, she did this with a sickle. And the warrior desperately
  She threw grenades with her bare toes and chirped:
  - For new victories of communism!
  And again the girl laughed and squealed.
  Combat Maria also mowed down enemies. And entire mounds of Taliban corpses were erected. The girl also used her scarlet nipples, pressing them against
  bazooka button.
  And it shot down Afghan soldiers, but a rocket hit a tank.
  The Olympics are also aggressively exterminating the Taliban.
  Her bare soles throw a whole barrel of explosives at once.
  The Olympics roars:
  - For great communism,
  Just not a step up!
  Marusya also fires at the enemy. And she does it with exceptional accuracy. She knocks out a ton of Taliban soldiers. And all the while, she sings:
  - Glory to the land of communism,
  In the luxury of scarlet banners...
  We defeated the fascists,
  The world has been saved from fire!
  And again, with bare toes, he will throw a deadly gift of death.
  These are the girls here.
  Matryona also shoots at the Afghans, and hits them very accurately. And she squeals:
  - I believe there will be a world of holy communism!
  There's a whole battalion of them, barefoot and almost naked. And these girls are pretty and very sexy.
  Stalenida kills the Taliban and roars at the top of her lungs:
  - Our holy Fatherland is glorified -
  We will grow from edge to edge!
  This is a Komsomol girl. And then she presses with her strawberry nipple. And the enemy is completely stunned.
  Veronica fired very accurately at the Afghans and cooed:
  - Glory to my Fatherland!
  Victoria, accurately and correctly hitting the enemy, cooed:
  - For mighty communism!
  And with her bare toes she threw a lethal gift of death.
  Serafima, writing about the enemies, very logically noted:
  - Our strength is growing!
  And with her bare toes she threw an extremely lethal gift of death.
  Stalenida remarked aggressively, mowing down the Afghans:
  - Am I the strongest at throwing grenades?
  Alenka answered doubtfully:
  - We are all strong in this matter!
  And also how he will throw deadly gifts of death.
  Anyuta, writing about the Taliban, quite logically noted:
  - We are very strong in military affairs! And this is our happiness!
  And he will also throw up destructive power with his bare heel.
  Red-haired Alla, shooting at her opponents and mowing them down, logically noted:
  - Glory does not come to the lazy!
  And how he throws something absolutely lethal at the enemy with his bare toes.
  Combat Maria also fired a very accurate shot at the enemy. She mowed down a horde of Afghans. And with her bare toes, she launched a wave of destruction at the enemy.
  And then he will take it and press on the enemy with his strawberry nipple.
  This is one warlike girl.
  The Olympics are also bashing the Taliban. They're doing it with vigor and roaring:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  And she also shoots with the help of a ruby nipple. And this is a very powerful move of hers. This girl is simply superb!
  Marusya, firing at the Afghans, noted:
  - How long can we glorify communism?
  Olympias growled:
  - To the last drop of blood!
  And again the girl threw a grenade of deadly force with her bare toes.
  Matryona, writing about the Taliban, quite logically and wittily noted:
  - Our victory will be in the holy war!
  And again the girl will throw the gift of annihilation with her bare toes.
  This is truly a top-class girl.
  But this is the girls' everyday life...
  When there was a break and a pause in the fighting, the warriors played cards for a while.
  Alenka noted with a smile:
  "This isn't a war with the Germans. There were fewer of them than us. And these Afghans are simply flowing like a dark river."
  Anyuta nodded in agreement:
  "It was much easier with the Germans, though. They practically showered us with corpses."
  Red-haired Alla noted with a chuckle, throwing an ace with her bare toes:
  "But the enemy's technology is weaker than ours. Besides, the enemy is brave but stupid. We are both brave and smart."
  Maria noted with a chuckle, slashing at the enemy with deadly force, literally mowing him down - even if only in her thoughts:
  - The battle is tough, but we really won"t give up!
  Olympiada logically and judiciously noted:
  "It's all just talk and demagoguery. It would be really good to capture the Taliban leader. Then the war would end!"
  Marusya doubted, throwing down the card:
  "That's unlikely. His entourage there is no better. The fight with the Taliban will be long and hard."
  Matryona added with a sigh:
  - Until common sense prevails among everyone!
  Alenka nodded in agreement:
  "Yes, we can only rely on common sense. You can't kill all the Afghans because there are too many of them. And the war could drag on for a long time."
  And the girls laughed sadly.
  Well, we've gotten ourselves into a war with the Taliban empire.
  But in the sky, the female pilots fight desperately. Take, for example, Alvina, Albina, and Helga. The girls also fight with the Afghan air force in the sky.
  And it's made of plywood there.
  Or they fire at ground targets.
  Alvina went and shot down a Taliban plane out of the sky with her bare toes and squealed:
  - This will be my victory!
  Albina cut off the Taliban fighter, deftly stunned him, scythed him with her bare toes and yelped:
  - For our Fatherland!
  Helga fired at the Afghan tank and cooed:
  - Where there is communism, there is our Fatherland!
  These are warriors who are a real hurricane and phenomenal cosmic power and destruction.
  And together there is creation.
  Albina destroys Taliban planes. They're far behind Russian ones, many of them home-made. But the Taliban are trying to outnumber them. And they're putting a lot of pressure on them.
  thoroughly.
  But the girls are definitely shooting down Afghans. And they're incredibly accurate. It's like they're actual monsters.
  Alvina also knocks down the Taliban with her bare toes and sings:
  - Communism is not just an idea,
  I'm speechless with happiness, girls!
  And the warrior is once again pounding the planes of the Islamic Empire with lethal force.
  And then it moves on to ground targets.
  It's really dangerous to get involved with the Afghans. They're a powerful country with a huge population. They have a lot of infantry and they're throwing it into battle. Women, it must be said, are in Russia too.
  Germany's fighting.
  But how strong the enemy is in numbers.
  Helga, fighting with the enemy and accurately striking the enemies, noted:
  - I am a girl who is a real dream and beauty for everyone.
  And again he will knock down the enemy using the bare toes of his graceful feet.
  Now this is a specific girl, let's say.
  No, enemies can't cope with such beauties.
  Elizabeth fights with Afghans in a tank.
  And it's not easy for her. But she wins and knocks down her enemies.
  And roars at the top of his lungs:
  - Glory to the times of communism in the USSR!
  Ekaterina, also firing, logically noted:
  - We will have victory!
  Elena also hit the enemy, penetrated an Afghan tank and said:
  - I am a super beauty!
  Efrosinia also fired at the Taliban and squeaked:
  - For our Motherland!
  That's how these four - the four E's - took on the enemies of the Third Reich. And they started crushing the Chinese. Against girls like these, the Taliban, even with their wild
  in numbers - weak.
  Elizabeth was an extremely feisty and aggressive girl. And she loved men, especially when they were handsome and fair-haired.
  Elizabeth sang, shooting her bare toes at the enemy:
  - For the Fatherland and victory to the end!
  Elena, firing at the Afghans and cutting them down like sandpaper, squeaked:
  - For communism!
  And the girl used her bare toes.
  Ekaterina, writing about the Taliban, said:
  - For the Fatherland!
  And he will also put his bare toes into action.
  Euphrosyne also beats the enemy with her bare toes and squeals:
  - For ideological communism!
  What a quartet they are. How they crush and destroy their enemies. Not girls, but generals. And they knock out the enemies so much that it's terrifying.
  These are girls of the highest flight and aerobatics.
  Elizabeth noted with a chuckle:
  - Our abilities are very great!
  Yes, these are girls on land... And here they are in the sky.
  Anastasia Vedmakova shoots down an Afghan plane with her bare toes. And squeals:
  - For great ideas!
  Here's Akulina Orlova striking at the Taliban with her bare toes and squealing:
  - For communism throughout the world!
  And Mirabella Magnetic beats the troops of the Islamic Empire and squeals:
  - Glory to our Fatherland!
  These female pilots are simply delightful and superb. They have so much beauty and wonder about them. All over the world, these girls were at the top of their game and became legends.
  The Taliban revered them as Valkyries and placed high bounties on their heads.
  Anastasia Vedmakova covered an Afghan tank from the air and cooed:
  - Glory to the invincible USSR!
  Akulina Orlova fired from her position at the Taliban infantry and muttered:
  - Glory to our great Motherland!
  Mirabella Magnetic, pounding the countless enemy army of the Celestial Empire, roared:
  - Glory to the CPSU!
  Anastasia Vedmaka, having shot down another Afghan plane, squeaked:
  - CPSU - SS!
  Akulina angrily remarked, shouting at Mirabella:
  - Don't you dare joke like that!
  And the girl hit a large, wooden Taliban tank.
  Anastasia Vedmakova giggled and replied:
  - It's a joke, just a joke!
  Mirabella hit the Afghan car with her bare heel and squealed:
  - You can't joke with communism!
  These are the kind of girls who have already received gold stars of Heroes of Russia for the war against the Taliban. These are the kind of fighting girls they are.
  And Gerda from Germany is also fighting with her crew.
  These girls are just super cool!
  Gerda shoots at the enemy with her bare toes and squeaks:
  - For the Fatherland!
  Charlotte also fires at the Afghans and squeals:
  - For our Motherland!
  And he also burns using his bare toes.
  Christina also hits the Taliban with her bare toes and squeals:
  - For Rus' and the era of communism!
  Magda hits the Afghans, cuts them down and screams at the top of her lungs:
  - For the Fatherland from edge to edge!
  These are the girls on the tank. And this is their aggression and full strength, and the greatness of fighters.
  These are beautiful girls...
  How do female warriors from Japan fight?
  The blue ninja girl will take and run the mill with swords, chop off the heads of Afghans. And then with her bare toes she will launch
  poisonous needles that will pierce a lot of Taliban.
  After which he will sing:
  - For the glory of our Japan!
  A yellow ninja girl chops off the heads of Afghan soldiers, and at the same time throws peas of destruction with her bare toes and squeals:
  - In the name of the Motherland!
  The red ninja girl cuts the Taliban into pieces with her swords and screams:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  A white ninja girl chops off the heads of the troops of the Islamic Empire, cuts them apart and screams:
  - For the greatest communism of Japan!
  And again he will throw with his bare toes the murderous peas of death.
  These are girls... And of course, they're in bikinis. And they fight like that. And if they spit, it's a complete disaster.
  The blue ninja girl squealed as she chopped off Afghan heads:
  - We are warriors - ultra and super!
  And with his bare heel he throws a homemade explosive device. And it causes so much destruction.
  These girls are simply hyper!
  And here are Jane Armstrong fighting.
  A beautiful girl hacks at Afghans from a tank without any problems.
  And it does this with great aggressive force.
  Jane says with pleasure:
  - Glory to communism!
  And again he shoots at the Taliban.
  And Gertrude fired, and quite accurately. After which she gurgled:
  - Glory to communism!
  And of course I also used my bare toes.
  And so the girl Malanya went and hit.
  And she did it with extreme precision. She pierced her opponent and squealed:
  - For the USSR!
  And I also used my bare toes.
  And that's how Monica hit it. And she did it with extreme precision, too. She smashed the Afghan car and muttered:
  - For the great ideas of peace!
  These are the girls - the highest level of aerobatics in the universe.
  Jane, though she did press down with her bare heel, noted:
  - Come on, regarding the universe, this is already too much!
  Gertrude noted with a chuckle:
  - Gerda's team is no worse than ours!
  And again he will take and shoot at the enemy with his bare foot.
  Malanya, hitting the enemies with great accuracy, noted:
  - For a great Russia!
  Monica, mowing down the Afghans with colossal speed, yelped:
  - For great Britain too!
  Jane agreed:
  - Britain is a great country and we will get all our colonies back!
  Gertrude squeaked with a laugh and, pressing her bare toes on the buttons:
  - Forward for the Fatherland!
  Malanya also tapped her bare toes and cooed:
  - For Great Britain!
  Monica will also hit the Afghans and yelp:
  - For the best army in the world, England!
  These girls are simply top-notch tank pilots.
  These are allies...
  And Oleg Rybachenko and Margarita Korshunova are also fighting against the Taliban. The immortal children have come to Russia's aid because there are too many Afghans. And they should at least
  Thin them out a bit. Especially since there are more men than women in the Taliban. And killing them is morally easy.
  Oleg Rybachenko carried out a mill with his swords, chopping off Afghans and their heads, and then chirped:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  And with his bare toes the boy launches something deadly at the Taliban.
  Margarita Korshunova also chopped at the Afghans, cutting them down like a sickle, and cooed:
  - Glory to the Motherland!
  And with her bare toes she threw peas with explosives.
  And tore apart a mass of Taliban soldiers.
  After which, the immortal children will suddenly start whistling loudly. And a mass of stunned crows will rain down on the heads of the Afghan soldiers, piercing them.
  And it makes a strong impression.
  These guys are super and ultra class!
  Oleg Rybachenko, the eternal Taliban boy, chopped it off again and squeaked:
  -For great communism!
  And with bare toes the immortal child will launch destruction.
  Margarita Korshunova chopped at the Afghans again, dissected them, and with her bare toes gave them a gift of death and yelped:
  - For our Fatherland!
  And now the children are whistling again and a mass of crows, having suffered a heart attack, descends on the heads of the Afghan fighters.
  The Taliban are certainly very brave. But their leadership, led by the old man, or not quite old man, Haibatullah Akhundzada
  frankly crazy.
  So the warriors of the Celestial Empire desperately push forward.
  And in the captured territories they commit savage cruelty.
  In particular, they hoisted the captured Komsomol member onto the rack and began to stretch her. They shackled the girl's bare feet in stocks and hung weights on them. And then they began
  burn her heels with a hot iron. And then they flogged the girl with a whip, then beat her with barbed, hot wire. And it was so painful. And then the beauty
  They took and broke the toes on her bare feet. And then they burned her chest with torches, and tore out her nostrils with red-hot pliers. And how did the Taliban not mock the Komsomol member, torturing her to death?
  And the torture continued. In the captured villages, everyone, both children and adults, were beaten with sticks on their bare heels. Children were beaten with sticks on their bare heels, especially
  cruel. And there was not an ounce of mercy in it.
  All kinds of torture were used.
  Tamara is also fighting the Taliban...
  Also a combat class warrior.
  And more and more missiles are falling on the Afghans like a real tidal wave.
  Tamara and Dominika aim the launchers at the Afghans.
  And they press the buttons with their bare toes.
  And Dominica even used a scarlet nipple.
  And she chirped, baring her teeth:
  - I am a super girl!
  Viola and Aurora are also hitting the Taliban with launchers.
  And they do it with great precision, singing all the while:
  - Long live our communism, long live it!
  We will destroy fascism!
  Viola, pressing the joystick button with her scarlet nipple and sending a missile at the Afghans, noted:
  - We are fighting the Taliban, and they are communists!
  Aurora responded with a chuckle, sending blasts of lightning at her opponent with her bare heel:
  - Perverted communism, or Islamism is worse than perverted fascism!
  Viola laughed, threw the gift of death at the enemy again with her bare toes and noted:
  - There is no such thing as fascism that is not perverted! It is perversion itself!
  Aurora, having sent a gift of a scarlet nipple to the enemy, noted:
  - Communism can be quite perverted! Even under Stalin, many unnecessary people were exterminated and killed!
  Viola, in response, sent another rocket at the Afghans and sang:
  In a difficult time, he inspired us,
  Having strengthened the will, they became...
  He saved the world from the plague -
  Dear comrade Stalin!
  
  In many images measured,
  In the infinite universe...
  You have opened the right path for us -
  Pointing it out forever!
  These are girls with bare, tanned legs.
  Alenka, shooting at the Taliban and shaking her breasts with scarlet nipples, noted:
  - Communism will be!
  And with her bare toes she threw a very deadly gift of death.
  Anyuta fired a burst at the Afghans, mowed them down, and cooed:
  - To the great victories of the girls!
  And with a scarlet nipple he presses like a bazooka button.
  These girls are just great.
  And the Chinese are being mowed down with great, and perhaps even enormous, enthusiasm.
  Red-haired Alla, smashing the Taliban, yelped:
  - For the Fatherland and our mother!
  And how he will throw a lethal gift of annihilation at the enemy with his bare toes.
  And then Maria will strike, also using her bare toes. And she will tear apart a mass of Afghans.
  After which he coos:
  - Glory to the era of communism!
  Olympiada, shooting at the Afghans, cheerfully and cheerfully noted:
  - For the new leader of the communists!
  And the girl again threw with her bare toes a deadly gift of death and destruction.
  And these girls are just hyper.
  And they are so warlike.
  Marusya, pounding her opponents and launching death gifts at the enemy with her bare feet, squeaked:
  - For the greatest victories of the Fatherland!
  Matryona, scribbling on the Taliban, cooed:
  - For the Fatherland that is above all the roof!
  And again the girl will shoot at the Afghans with a bazooka, pressing the button with her strawberry nipple.
  This girl is the highest of all classes.
  This is how the girls took up the Taliban and cooed:
  - The great mystery of the Motherland,
  To your faithful, wise, glorious honor...
  Let us strengthen your unity -
  We will be together with the Fatherland forever!
  Stalenida, while shooting at the Afghans, was quite aggressive and positive. And she threw her bare toes
  a gift of death. And she will tear apart the masses of warriors of the Islamic Empire. She is a warrior of the highest order.
  Stalenida sang with a smile:
  - Let communism be glorified,
  Mao, we will destroy you...
  Only we are going up, not down.
  Let's punch the bandit in the face!
  CHAPTER 8
  That's the kind of warrior she is. And she's crushing those damn Afghans like that. And nothing can stop her.
  Veronica, fighting with the Taliban, said:
  - For the victory of communist ideas throughout the world!
  Victoria, scribbling about the warriors of the Islamic Empire and throwing grenades with her bare toes, squeaked:
  - For Russia and freedom until the end!
  And again she threw with her bare toes a murderous gift of annihilation.
  Serafima smashed the Afghans, mowing down the Taliban with great ease, and threw gifts of death with her bare toes.
  After which she cooed:
  - For the ideas of holy communism!
  Stalinida, lining up the Afghans, sternly remarked:
  - When you hear the word "holy", it immediately smells of falsehood and lies!
  Veronica giggled and noted:
  - Vladimir is no saint!
  Stalenida threw a grenade at the Taliban with her bare foot and squeaked:
  - Our president is not particularly outstanding!
  Veronica, baring her cradle and scribbling about the Afghans, sang:
  - Believe the devil, believe the devil, believe the devil,
  But live as before! But live according to Brezhnev! I'm not a mother!
  No ma! I can't!
  Victoria noted with a chuckle, scribbling about the Afghans:
  -Everything will be fine!
  Veronica agreed with this:
  - We will definitely win!
  Stalenida agreed:
  "We can't lose! Because we're Russian! And Russians are the kind of nation that even when they're constantly losing, they'll just go and win with incredible fury!"
  Victoria nodded:
  - It's like a boxer who will be losing for fourteen rounds, but in the fifteenth he will come back and decisively win!
  Veronica laughed, baring her teeth:
  - Yes, it's quite possible! Well, if he wins, he wins!
  Serafima remarked aggressively, baring her teeth:
  - We will be the strongest in the world and defeat everyone!
  And with his bare toes he will once again launch a unique gift of death at his enemy.
  These girls are top-notch.
  With a girl like that, I think anyone could go crazy, or have their lid blown off its hinges.
  Stalenida crushed the Taliban and sang:
  - We are the strongest in the world,
  We'll flush the Taliban down the toilet...
  Moscow doesn't believe in tears,
  We'll give the Caliph a good beating!
  This is the kind of delightful girl she is, Stalenida. One could call her simply hyper and super.
  With girls like these, you can look to the future with confidence. Even though there are almost a billion Taliban, they, unlike Russia, have far more men than women.
  And the Taliban love to fight.
  But they are not very good at it.
  The front line became jagged. Where the Taliban had made inroads, where the OCCB or Russian troops were.
  No one has a big advantage.
  Stalenida, writing about the Afghans, suddenly squealed, baring her teeth and winking:
  - For the Fatherland until the very end!
  Victoria squealed with wild rage:
  - Give the Dragon President total death!
  Veronica agreed with this:
  - Death to the Dragon President through Tumba-yumba!
  And the Americans, of course, are ready to help the Taliban. They're even willing to sell them weapons on credit. And that's a brutal policy for the US. That's how they pressure the Russian army.
  But as long as there are female heroines in it, Russia cannot be defeated.
  Here's Alice and Angelica fighting. Such fierce and classy warriors. And they're thrashing the Afghans with fury and force.
  Alice fired a sniper rifle, pierced the Taliban, and threw it with her bare toes.
  knife, a deadly gift of death, squeaked:
  - For the Fatherland USSR!
  That's the kind of fighter she is. She's full of both strength and aggression.
  Angelica is a healthy, red-haired warrior. She'll pound the Taliban like crazy. She'll knock out a colossal mass of them. And then she'll roar:
  - Glory to the new Komsomol members!
  And how he laughs.
  Alice, shooting at the Afghans and accurately hitting them, logically noted:
  - We are capable of defeating any horde!
  And Alice fired from the bazooka using the scarlet nipple of her breast.
  This is a girl who shows real class.
  Angelica also hits the enemy, mows down a mass of Taliban and yelps:
  - For the Fatherland!
  These women are so aggressive and capable of, let's say, a lot.
  Alice remarked with a smile, mowing down her enemies:
  - Our motherland, we will kill the yellow ones!
  Angelica noted with wild fury, crushing the Afghans:
  - We communists will become stronger in the world!
  And with his bare toes he takes hold and throws a grenade with a charge of TNT.
  That's how the girls went wild.
  And they destroy enemies with colossal force.
  Natasha, shooting at the Afghans and pressing the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple, noted:
  - For Russia, there is no such problem as the number of enemies!
  Zoya, writing about the Afghans, agreed:
  - We can defeat any enemy army!
  Fighting girl Augustina, writing about the Taliban troops, fired a bazooka with a strawberry nipple and yelped:
  - I am the beauty of death!
  And Svetlana will hit the Afghans. And she'll run barefoot at the mujahideen and yelp:
  - For the USSR in a new light!
  Natasha spanked again, using her ruby nipple to press the button. And it was beautiful. And quite aggressive.
  Natasha noted with a laugh:
  - We think we can and do everything!
  Zoya objected with a smile:
  - Not all of them! We can't catch the Caliph!
  Natasha remarked with a sigh, slashing at the enemy with her bare heel:
  - We'll catch the Caliph too! He's old, he'll die soon too!
  Zoya laughed and replied:
  - Another one might come, even more rabid!
  Augustina, cutting down the Afghans who were crawling forward in large numbers, also hit them with a crimson nipple from a bazooka and squealed:
  - Everything will be fine, girls! I'm sure of it!
  And she added, giving a gift of death with her bare heels and tearing the Taliban apart.
  - Evil is not infinite!
  Svetlana logically noted, mowing down the advancing Taliban fighters:
  - Our country will become more glorious and modern!
  And it will also just like the Afghans and hit them.
  And this is her aggressive understanding and colossal strength.
  Girls, of course, can do a lot when they are angry and even more when they are kind.
  Albina and Alvina fight very fiercely in the sky.
  Albina shoots down an Afghan Air Force plane and coos:
  - The goddess Lada is for us!
  Alvina shot down a Taliban attack aircraft and noted:
  - Goddess Lada is a Deity with a capital D!
  These are truly the girls. And extremely cool.
  And Helga, from her attack aircraft, is still hammering the Afghans on the ground. And she's a very capable fighter. And she so deftly took the turret off a Taliban tank with a precise hit.
  This is a girl...
  And he coos:
  - For the construction of communism throughout the world!
  Albina noted, while attacking the mujahideen with great accuracy:
  - For the best Soviet minds!
  And also how he cut off the Afghan car.
  These girls are probably of the highest caliber.
  Alvina, while smashing the Taliban, logically noted:
  - We can do anything - and we will show it to everyone!
  And shot down another Afghan contraption.
  Girls are what constitutes the highest class.
  But a boy can also be a very good fighter.
  Especially if it's an immortal boy.
  Here Oleg Rybachenko sang with great enthusiasm:
  - Glory to the Fatherland of Communism,
  We love you, our native country...
  We will destroy the troops of fascism,
  Even if Satan attacks us!
  And the boy will start slashing at the Taliban with his swords again. And then he'll do a fan-like spin. And with his bare toes, he'll take and throw a very lethal gift of death.
  to the enemy.
  This guy - let's just say he's a super guy!
  Margarita Korshunova, chopping down the advancing Afghans and throwing gifts of death at the enemy with her bare toes, squealed:
  - Beyond the Russian borders beyond Kabul!
  Oleg Rybachenko, chopping down the enemy, nodded vigorously:
  "We'll still have our lines beyond Kabul. But the enemy is especially strong in numbers!"
  Margarita Korshunova agreed with this:
  - The enemy is very strong! But we will still win!
  And with his bare toes he launches the lethal gift of death.
  Oleg Rybachenko, writing about the mujahideen, quite rationally noted:
  - Our army will be in Kabul!
  Margarita Korshunova agreed:
  - I hope so! If we don't bleed to death in the process!
  The boy terminator answered confidently:
  - Our victory is inevitable!
  The warrior girl, throwing a lemon with her bare foot, agreed:
  - I believe it! I really believe it!
  And like a warrior, she just laughs.
  And then the immortal children suddenly started whistling in unison. Their whistling made many thousands of crows faint. And they, losing consciousness, fell to the ground.
  Afghans and smash their skulls.
  And they drill holes in the heads of the soldiers of the Islamic Empire. And they drive the enemies into the grave.
  After whistling, Margarita noted with a laugh:
  - You and I are just like the Nightingale Robbers!
  Oleg Rybachenko nodded in agreement:
  - Just like nightingales!
  And the boy burst out laughing...
  And again the immortal children whistled. And the crows were in great pain. They lost consciousness and fell like raindrops. And a mass of Afghans were killed.
  After which the children sang in chorus:
  - Black warrior in the face of death,
  The victim awaits at midnight...
  Believe better than anyone else in the world,
  We will bury you in the ground!
  These kids are truly what it takes! And they're a real fighter.
  Oleg Rybachenko swung two swords, cut off the heads of seven Afghan soldiers at once, and sang:
  - It"s not for nothing that I"m known as a strongman,
  Seven with one blow!
  Margarita Korshunova, cutting down the mujahideen, noted:
  - We will be the first on Mars, and everywhere else!
  Oleg Rybachenko, having once again slashed the Taliban, noted:
  - We will be the first everywhere!
  And the bare foot of a boy of about twelve years old threw a grenade of lethal force.
  Thus, children, gifted immortality by the Russian gods, fight desperately and bravely. And they act with colossal energy.
  Gorbachev and Putin began issuing orders again. He introduced an additional five percent tax.
  He ordered the creation of his own anti-missile defense system. He ordered Beria's reinstatement to the rank of Marshal Lavrenty Palych. He also ordered the rehabilitation of Yagoda, Yezhov, and Abakumov.
  They say Stalin was right and they didn't imprison enough people. And that they should imprison even more and shoot them.
  Yeltsin was removed from his post as head of the Moscow City Council and imprisoned. And that's perhaps the most important thing.
  After which the dictator just went and fell asleep.
  The girls continued to fight against the numerous Taliban.
  Natasha fires at the troops of the Islamic Empire and throws a grenade with her bare toes. Then she roars:
  - For great communism!
  Zoya, firing at the Afghan troops and mowing down the troops of the skilled empire, yelped:
  - For the great USSR!
  Augustine, shooting at the enemy, began to throw gifts of death with her bare toes, and cooed:
  - For our Motherland!
  Svetlana noted aggressively, scribbling at the Taliban and throwing a lethal gift of annihilation with her bare feet:
  - For communist strength!
  Natasha shoots at the enemy with great accuracy. And with her bare toes, she unleashes destruction. And pierces the enemy.
  And he will mow down a mass of Taliban and squeak:
  - For the USSR of communism!
  And winks again.
  Zoya also nails the enemy and mows him down. And with her bare toes, she hurls a lethal grenade, tearing apart the mujahideen.
  After which she squeaked:
  -The anthem of our Motherland USSR!
  Augustine cooed, baring her teeth and throwing the gift of death with her bare foot:
  - For our Motherland!
  Svetlana, fighting the Taliban and firing lethal shots at the enemy, squealed:
  - For great communism!
  And the girls fought confidently. That's how beautiful they are.
  Oleg Rybachenko fights alongside them. He looks to be about twelve years old, and is, of course, a daredevil.
  And with his bare toes he launches a lethal weapon at the Afghans.
  After which he will roar:
  -For the ideas of communism of the USSR!
  Margarita Korshunova is also a warrior, feisty and tough.
  She exterminates the mujahideen and roars:
  - For communism in the USSR!
  That's the kind of fighting bitch she is. And she sweeps away the Taliban, throwing grenades with her bare toes. And she squeals:
  - Our motherland!
  And then the immortal children whistled. And thousands of crows fell upon the heads of the mujahideen. And this was quite cool and awesome, just like falling upon one's own head.
  throw a watermelon.
  Natasha, giggling and shooting, said:
  - For the great space!
  Zoya agreed with her:
  - For the greatest space in the universe!
  Augustine noted, baring her teeth and whistling:
  - Everything will be great, girls - we will win!
  Svetlana noted, baring her teeth and throwing a lethal grenade at the enemy:
  - Of course it will all be hockey!
  Meanwhile, Stalenida was scribbling about the Afghans and growled:
  - We will be the greatest in the world,
  God has placed his bets on the desperate guys...
  There is no one cooler than us, even on the big planet...
  Veronica, crushing the enemy, picked up:
  - Kill the evil monster!
  Victoria threw a grenade with her bare foot, tearing apart the Chinese and squealed:
  - Kill the evil monster!
  Angelina, scribbling at the enemy and mowing down enemies in whole ranks, squeaked:
  - Blood is flowing like a river here again!
  Natasha added wittily, knocking out the enemies:
  - Your opponent looks tough!
  Stalenida flipped the tank over with a well-aimed throw of her bare foot and yelped:
  - But don"t give in to him!
  Veronica hit the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple and said:
  - Evil monster - return to darkness!
  And the warriors sang in chorus, stitching together hundreds of Afghans:
  - If you are a human being and not a cowardly louse,
  You will boldly kill the star monster!
  And again the girls stick out their tongues. They truly are the bravest of the brave.
  Victoria kicked the explosive packet with her bare, round heel and yelped:
  - In the holy war - we will win!
  Stalenida noted:
  - And not just a victory, but a crushing victory!
  Meanwhile, Albina is fighting the Taliban army in the air. She demonstrates the highest level of piloting skills.
  And he shoots down enemy planes with great enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Albina sings:
  - We have rockets, planes,
  The strongest Russian spirit in the world...
  The best pilots are at the helm -
  The enemy will be crushed to dust and fluff!
  And again, like a whistle. And then, with the help of our bare feet, we'll knock down another enemy vehicle. A drunken barrel will perform the trick.
  Alvina also fights the Taliban army. She's a feisty and very aggressive girl. For example, what about her signature move-the ladder?
  You must agree that this is also simply a miracle!
  Alvina hissed:
  - We will not miss our victory!
  Albina agreed with her partner:
  - Of course we won't miss anything!
  Helga also fights with great desperation. What a warrior she is. Helga mostly hits ground targets. She's a pretty devastating girl.
  blows.
  And here's Anastasia fighting. A warrior who's a super veteran. What hasn't she done? What a warrior she is.
  She makes an aggressive turn in the sky, knocking down opponents like dragonflies with a net. And it's, of course, incredibly cool.
  Here comes the girl diving, and a Taliban tank bursts into flames like a fire from a spark. And more fires and destruction.
  Anastasia sang:
  - I guess girls know how to do it,
  To bring all the nonsense of the movie into reality...
  And what is in the world is not the delirium of a mental hospital -
  Creates the best light in the world!
  Akulina Orlova, writing about the enemy and shooting down Afghan planes, summed it up:
  - Everything in the world is relative, and God is not an angel, and the Devil is not the devil!
  Anastasia, writing about the enemies, objected:
  - Well, God may not be an angel, but where is there anything good from the Devil?
  Akulina shrugged and replied:
  - Maybe it was thanks to Satan that we ate the forbidden fruit and became much smarter! We learned, in particular, to invent!
  Mirabella Magnetic shot down another enemy plane and nodded:
  - They've really learned to invent things! And that's awesome!
  Anastasia sang, baring her teeth:
  - We cut down our enemies without leaving a trace,
  Our wild onslaught will be back again...
  The challenge is thrown down - the gauntlet is in flight,
  And the enemy is just a stupid elephant!
  Akulina Orlova, while shooting down the Taliban, confirmed:
  - This is a really good war!
  And with her bare heel she sent another deadly gift of death at the enemy.
  Anastasia noticed while knocking out her opponents:
  - War is never good,
  Now victory can be wonderful!
  Mirabella took it and growled:
  - A great victory awaits us,
  We are the most beautiful of all...
  Even our grandfathers are proud of us.
  Celebrating the girls' success!
  Akulina Orlova noted, baring her teeth:
  - There is a raging fire raging inside me,
  It is undoubtedly too late to extinguish it -
  Putting all the force of rage into the blow -
  Trampling the sky, shaking the stars!
  Anastasia Vedmakova, while shooting down another Taliban plane, noted:
  - I have a simply wild temperament!
  These girls are just great.
  But Natasha is also a monster in battle. The four of them attacked their opponents and gave them a figurative beating. Natasha is simply a super-class girl.
  And her bare heel sends a grenade flying. And the mass of Taliban are torn apart at once.
  Natasha sings:
  Karabas, Barabas,
  He kept an eye on the girls...
  I'll have lunch now,
  but being beaten is not for us!
  Zoya confirmed, mowing down another line of opponents:
  - This is really not for us!
  And the girl's bare, round heel again sends a gift of destructive power.
  Augustine noted, winking and spitting so hard that half the enemy battalion burned:
  - Neither Karabas nor Baba Yaga will stop us!
  Svetlana noted aggressively:
  - We will never stop and relax!
  Natasha, having mowed down another row, turned it over, throwing a gift of death to the tank with her bare toes and yelped:
  - We will be in the enemy's capital!
  Zoya started firing at her opponent, knocked him down considerably, and agreed:
  - Of course we will!
  The warriors here are very brave, but of course, that's not all.
  They are also heroines - class - super!
  Augustine, while battering her opponents, noted:
  - Our strength is great,
  Let's tear the rooster apart!
  And her bare heel will take it and throw up another gift of death.
  Svetlana noted with a laugh:
  - What we know how to do most is laugh,
  And believe me, we can always fight!
  Natasha, having mowed down another Afghan line, noted:
  - But fighting is not good at all!
  Augustine noticed, baring her teeth:
  - What is good, actually?
  And her bare heel tossed up a murderous pea of death.
  Zoya logically noted, mowing down the Taliban:
  - It's good when the work of creation is underway!
  The red-haired girl, who was exterminating the enemies of the USSR, nodded:
  - One cannot disagree with this!
  Svetlana noted, baring her teeth again:
  -Yes, that's true, but sometimes you have to shed blood!
  There are all kinds of girls. Here's Elizaveta with her crew of four E's, crushing the Chinese in a tank.
  The girls, of course, fight in bikinis and barefoot.
  Elizabeth fired at the enemy and squealed:
  - Glory to our Motherland - the USSR!
  Ekaterina also hit the enemy and squealed:
  - Great glory to all our heroes!
  And she kicked the projectile with her bare heel.
  Elena fired at the enemy, destroyed the Taliban tank and squealed:
  - May the force be with us!
  Euphrosyne noticed, pressing her bare, chiseled feet on the pedals:
  - Cosmic and phenomenal power is always with us!
  Elizabeth sang:
  - Lenin raised us for the glory of the people,
  And Stalin the Great illuminated our path...
  He raised the nations to a just cause -
  He inspired us to work and to achieve greatness!
  And from her bare heel comes such a deadly shell, and it blows the turret off an Afghan tank.
  Yes, the four are cool. And no force can stand against them.
  Elizabeth noted, baring her teeth:
  - We are great phenomena,
  Don't be afraid of change!
  And the girls laugh.
  And here's Alenka fighting the mujahideen. This girl is a masterclass. And not just any Karabas. If she's going to do something, she's going to do it.
  A girl fires a machine gun at Afghan troops.
  And then, with a scarlet nipple of the breast, he takes and presses the bazooka button.
  After which he chirps:
  - This is what a cool girl I am,
  And I can overcome from edge to edge!
  Anyuta also shoots at the mujahideen and squeals:
  - I am the strongest in the world, and it will be a real banzai!
  And her bare, pink heel will send a deadly gift to death.
  These girls are top-notch. Unless you consider there's a goddess-level level, too.
  Red-haired Alla noted, scribbling at the enemy with great accuracy:
  - If I do something, it will be one hundred percent!
  And now her ruby nipple will press the bazooka button. Such girls are always in demand and capable of working miracles.
  But this, of course, is not enough.
  You also need skill. What these beauties have is beyond belief!
  These are girls who can stop not only a horse at full gallop.
  And the fight continues.
  Here comes Maria, shooting at the mujahideen. And she does it with monstrous accuracy. And of course, her bare heels are, as always, on point.
  And the girl with golden hair sings:
  - The light will be glorified forever,
  May my dream come true!
  Olympias also fights, sending deadly gifts of destruction.
  And at the same time he sings:
  - We will be in glory forever!
  And throws grenades of lethal power.
  Marusya also scribbles about the Taliban and squeals:
  - Glory to communism!
  And her bare foot, like something wonderful, will launch, with great destruction.
  Matryona began to hit her opponent very hard and squeal:
  - For great Rus'!
  And again from her bare heel flies a gift of destruction.
  . CHAPTER ? 9.
  And so the girls, the whole team, the whole brigade, barefoot beauties in bikinis, began to sing;
  We are proud girls of Svarog,
  Brave, courageous fighters...
  We serve faithfully in the Name of the Family,
  Let our grandfathers and fathers be proud!
  
  We proudly joined the Komsomol,
  They boldly swore an oath to Stalin...
  We girls are simply eagles,
  Gathering a generous harvest in battle!
  
  People are attacking the fascists,
  Defeating the hordes of infidels...
  After all, the Russian army is invincible,
  Mighty in battle Ivan!
  
  Believe with us Lada forever,
  We swear by her in great faith...
  Let your dream come true, believe me,
  Less superstition, people!
  
  Never know the word coward,
  Let us warriors be braver...
  Russian, Ukrainian, Belarusian,
  We will become more powerful than ever, believe me!
  
  I believe we will win the battle,
  Having certainly defeated the enemy army...
  Even though sometimes a thief attacks us,
  Fighting us is a stupid idea!
  
  No, don't believe it - women are not weak,
  Men aren't stupid either...
  Although sometimes coffins grow in battles,
  And the girls are barefoot in the snow!
  
  Don't get me wrong, girls,
  They'll shoot you right in the eye with a machine gun...
  We will have a bright love,
  We will not know the end of battles!
  
  Glory to communism, gentlemen,
  This bright, valiant idea...
  The horde will be reflected in rage,
  Just don't talk nonsense!
  
  The roles of light are Russian fighters,
  Glorious in battles and wars...
  Let the fighters be proud of the girls,
  The enemy will not receive tribute from the Russians!
  
  There will soon be grace in the world,
  We will not be under the dragon's heel...
  Our boys are not used to waiting,
  And the enemy will not escape defeat!
  
  I believe there will be happiness for centuries,
  Just know that you won't find cooler girls...
  So that people don"t know the fool,
  We will disperse the clouds over the planet!
  
  Soon there will be light in the universe,
  Lada will illuminate you with pleasant happiness...
  We will greet the dawn playfully,
  We must move forward to victory, brothers!
  
  We are delighted with the great destiny,
  Rus' will become more powerful and beautiful...
  I wanted to fight for the Fatherland,
  For the happiness of Mother Russia!
  
  We bring admiration to the Earth,
  We all want to strive for constancy...
  And we will save the planet from disaster,
  Let the kingdom be filled with light and happiness!
  
  These are the kind of wise people,
  To create joy in the universe...
  The blacksmiths built something,
  Do not betray your strength in battle!
  
  No, in Russia people are not cattle,
  Never lie down under the oligarchs...
  And there will be no unnecessary fuss,
  We don't need constant gasps!
  
  God Svarog and reason in people,
  They will make the universe happy...
  Believe me, the villain will not defeat us,
  Our business is work and creation!
  The girls sang very well and killed a lot of mujahideen.
  These are beauties - simply super.
  Natasha, shooting at the fighters of the evil empire, squeaked:
  - And we will be super too!
  Zoya completely agreed with this:
  - Yes, without any doubt we will!
  Augustine sang:
  We girls are not simple,
  With the name of Svarog...
  Yes, you know, barefoot in the cold,
  under the protection of God!
  Svetlana suggested, winking at her friends:
  - Maybe we should sing?
  Natasha nodded and confirmed:
  - Let's sing!
  And the girls began to sing;
  The great country of the USSR,
  The coolest of all in the universe...
  A million problems happened,
  But our business is work and creation!
  
  Believe me, the enemy will not defeat the country,
  The most beautiful and strongest of all...
  We will soon put up a reliable shield,
  And we will finally, believe me, be smarter...
  
  Yes, Uncle Sir decided to help,
  After the change of power in the Reich, the Nazis...
  And the Nazis' power was renewed,
  The enemy wants to tear the USSR into pieces!
  
  Now we have to fight seriously,
  With the fascists, what are the strong and dashing?
  but we will strike a blow to the enemies,
  To the glory of our mother Russia!
  
  No, you know, Russian is simply not broken,
  We know how, we love to fight bravely...
  So the Wehrmacht decided to attack us,
  But he can only collapse and not do push-ups!
  
  In Russia, every warrior from the nursery,
  The child reaches for the gun...
  Let the sorcerer be very smart,
  Who created this planet!
  
  Hitler couldn't take Moscow by storm,
  He got hit in the face really hard...
  I don"t understand why he went to Rus',
  He can't kill a bacillus with a sword!
  
  Yes, near Moscow the enemy got a beating,
  The girls kicked him with their bare heels...
  You, Fuhrer, are obviously just an idiot -
  If you encroached on the distances of communism!
  
  Here come the pioneers singing,
  They rush into the attack with the beat of drums...
  Let the Fuhrer be kaput now,
  And we will drive the Fritzes in a line of prisoners!
  
  The boy stepped barefoot onto a snowdrift,
  Without fear he advances...
  He knows the fascists will soon be driven into the grave,
  And the roses will bloom in radiant May!
  
  And soon Hitler will have a cabin,
  He will enter the coffin, and his drunken successor...
  We'll soon put the Fuhrer on a hook,
  although sometimes the gingerbread is heavy and prickly!
  
  We will create a beautiful Russian world,
  In which Rus' will rule, believe me...
  Shakespeare did not dare to compose such a thing,
  Even if the devils attack Rus' with force!
  
  Satan's cruel onslaught is visible,
  His former ally is helping him...
  It"s not for nothing that the girls" moans are heard,
  There will soon be no place in sight in paradise!
  
  Yes, Uncle Sir changed the route,
  And he sends tanks and planes to the fascists...
  The unit is very cool in its aspirations,
  To drive more communists into the grave!
  
  It's gotten worse, even though it's Stalingrad,
  He gave the fascists a good beating...
  such an uncontrollable situation arose,
  under this sky, absolutely clear!
  
  Well, what can you do? It"s not in the girls" hands,
  The horde is hiding from the Fuhrer in battle...
  And boots don't suit girls,
  They always know how to fight, believe me!
  
  For girls, frosts are not scary,
  When they fought near Moscow,
  They were almost naked and barefoot,
  Throwing a grenade with your bare foot!
  
  so what did you want, fascist?
  Well, you thought the devils would help you right away...
  And he imposed utter chaos,
  And the girls just moan with wild anger!
  
  There are some very bloody battles going on,
  Girls, believe me, never give up...
  We won't have zeros in our accounts,
  And a powerful RPG is included in the backpack!
  
  Warriors are a beauty,
  Lada itself is ready to fight for them...
  They contain the sacred purity of doves,
  Let it simply be the highest award!
  
  Yes, I believe that the God of Powers Svarog will come,
  And the dead in battle will rise again...
  And the hunter will blow his glorious horn,
  And the winnings will be the most honest!
  
  There will be no more sorrow on Earth,
  And then the bitter tears will dry up...
  We will live in one family, know-
  And the evil devils will simply die!
  
  The young pioneers boldly went into battle,
  barefoot boys are running through the snow.
  I believe that Rus' will always be with you,
  Even if the saucers get broken sometimes!
  
  God Jesus will resurrect all the fallen,
  And will rule together with the White God...
  Let us raise our shield boldly for the Fatherland,
  Serving Russia will be a glorious duty!
  
  Yes, the devil is cunning, simply sly,
  His quite understandable desires...
  He's now spreading his tentacles towards Moscow,
  And evil trials await the Fatherland!
  
  But Lada and Lord Perun are with us,
  And Lenin, Stalin, and the wisest Trotsky...
  Which apparently bent the army,
  And the most important nightingale is Vysotsky!
  
  In short, there will be a host of holy Gods,
  We will win the battle against the enemy...
  And we will raise a mass of strong fists,
  To the glory of the greatest soldier!
  
  Girls attack barefoot,
  They run and don't fear the frost...
  Don't drag them into battle, consider them by force,
  Know the scarlet rose shining in the light!
  
  In short, fighters for their homeland,
  May you serve proudly in selflessness...
  let our grandfathers and fathers be proud,
  Don't expect gifts from heaven for a pittance!
  Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin continued to take steps to restore order. He made new arrests at the top, first of all, jailing Yakovlev. And other equally unreliable people.
  He established the Orders of Stalin, Peter the Great, and Ivan the Terrible.
  Then he ordered the arrest of Garry Kasparov as well - he thinks too highly of himself.
  And Garry Kasparov was imprisoned.
  A decision was also made to increase police presence. Penalties in the Criminal Code were also revised to make them harsher.
  After which Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep again;
  In Afghanistan, girls also sang and danced while exterminating mujahideen.
  That's how the girls composed an entire poem all at once. And they mowed down a great many Taliban at once. And it was truly an extraordinary achievement.
  These are women - especially when they throw gifts of death with their bare feet.
  And here Gerda is fighting with her crew.
  The girl shoots at the enemy with her bare toes, knocks out a tank and roars:
  - Glory to the panther girls!
  Charlotte fires after her, knocking out a mujahideen and squealing:
  - For the Fatherland common to all!
  Christina also struck, hit the enemy and squealed:
  -Glory to the strong guys!
  Gerda asked ironically:
  - Where will the weak go?
  Christina muttered:
  - Let the loser cry -
  The scoundrel is jealous!
  Magda also hit the enemy, knocked down an Afghan vehicle and squealed:
  - To new frontiers, without end!
  These are girls who are also heroines, albeit in their own way.
  So they started crushing the Taliban with their tracks, without any ceremony or hesitation. And what can you expect from them? They're just devils!
  And Alice and Angelica are fighting. Such beautiful and very sexy girls.
  They shoot accurately and hit often. These warriors are simply superb. Every shot hits you right in the forehead.
  Alice fires from a sniper rifle and sings:
  - Long live our native communism for centuries,
  The girls will have hands of steel!
  Angelica, shooting accurately, noted:
  - Of course it will!
  and how he throws a grenade with his bare toes.
  Alice, firing, noted:
  -Is it true that there is no one stronger than us?
  The red-haired heroine Angelica noted:
  - I'm not like a horse -
  I can stop an elephant in its tracks!
  And how the girl shows off her biceps. And they're like a mountain.
  Alice chirped:
  - We will go for the power of the Soviets,
  And we will sweep all enemies into the sand!
  And here's Natasha and her team of Afghans crushing each other again. They even use elements of magic.
  The warriors here are incredibly brave and courageous. No one can stand against them.
  Natasha sang, throwing the gift of death with her bare foot:
  - Our devilish power!
  Zoya fired a burst, mowed down a line of mujahideen and squealed:
  - For the great victories of the USSR!
  Augustine also fired at the enemy. She destroyed a Taliban tank with a bazooka and squealed:
  - Rus' will forever shine like the sun!
  Svetlana also hits the enemy with her bare heel and yelps:
  - For communism in our lifetime!
  Natasha, writing about the enemy, sang:
  - The greatness of the Russians is recognized by the planet,
  Fascism was crushed with a blow of the sword...
  We are loved and appreciated by all nations of the world.
  We will soon build holy communism!
  Zoya confirmed with a song, scribbling at her opponents:
  - Glory to our free Fatherland,
  Friendship between peoples is a pillar of strength for centuries...
  Legitimate force, free will -
  After all, the common man is for unity!
  Augustine smiled and noted:
  - The common man, naturally, is for unity? And the authorities?
  Svetlana pressed the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple, hitting the enemy tank and chirped:
  - Power is not a simple word,
  She is above the law...
  He orders everyone to fall on their knees.
  This is power!
  Natasha said with irony:
  - Yes, the government is cruel... But we are building it ourselves!
  Zoya said with enthusiasm:
  - Glory to communism!
  And the girls started singing in chorus, making things up as they went along;
  Glory to the country that blooms in the sky,
  Glory to the great sacred Russia...
  No, there can be no silence in eternity -
  The stars of the field have watered the pearls!
  
  The great Supreme Svarog is with us,
  Son of the Almighty formidable Rod...
  That this warrior helped in the battle,
  We must glorify the Russian God!
  
  The girls have no doubts, believe me,
  The girls furiously attack the horde...
  The mad beast will be torn to pieces,
  And the enemy will get his share in the nose!
  
  No, don't try to break the Russians,
  The enemy will not bring us to our knees...
  We will defeat you, evil father,
  Our great grandfather Lenin is with us!
  
  No, never give in to enemies,
  Barefoot girls fought near Moscow...
  We will not show weakness and shame,
  Let's deal with the big Satan!
  
  May God end his battles,
  And to destroy the hordes of the Wehrmacht with flying colors...
  So that we don"t end up with zeros,
  So that it is not quiet in the cemetery!
  
  Give the girls freedom, you fighters,
  So they'll do something like this to the fascists...
  Our fathers will be proud of us,
  The enemy won't milk us like cows!
  
  It is true that spring will come soon,
  The ears of grain in the fields will turn golden...
  I believe our dream will come true,
  If necessary, fight for the truth!
  
  God means all people love,
  Faithful, strong, in eternal joy...
  Even though violent blood is shed,
  The girl is often carefree!
  
  We crush the enemy in battle,
  Things are somehow airy...
  Even though a storm rages over the worlds,
  And a sultry eclipse comes!
  
  No, people will stand there until death,
  And they will not give in to the fascists one bit...
  You write the boys down in a notebook,
  And sharpen all your sabers for battle!
  
  Yes, it is true, there will be a dawn without boundaries,
  Believe me, everyone will get joy...
  We open another believe light-
  The girl's hand reaches up into the sky!
  
  We can do this, believe me,
  Something we don"t even dare to dream about...
  We see clearly the brightest goal,
  No, fighters, you're talking nonsense!
  
  Let's fly to Mars as a joke,
  We'll open fields of rubies there...
  And we'll shoot the fascists right in the eye,
  Hordes of cherubs hover above us!
  
  Long live the Soviet country,
  What communism gave to the peoples...
  She is given to us by our family forever -
  For the Motherland, for happiness, for freedom!
  
  In Russia, every warrior from the nursery,
  The baby reaches for the gun...
  Therefore, you villain, tremble,
  We call the monster to account!
  
  May our family be friendly,
  What will communism build in the universe...
  We will become true friends,
  And our business will be creation!
  
  After all, communism is forever given by the Family,
  So that adults and children are happy...
  The boy also reads syllable by syllable,
  But the flame of the demiurge shines in the eyes!
  
  May there be joy for people forever,
  Who fight together for the cause of Svarog...
  We will soon see the banks of the Volga,
  And we will be in God's place of honor!
  
  Yes, the enemies of the Fatherland will not break Rus',
  It will be stronger even than steel...
  Russia, you are the children's dear mother,
  And believe me, our father was the wise Stalin!
  
  There are no obstacles for the Fatherland, believe me,
  It goes forward without stopping...
  The king of hell will soon be checkmated,
  At least he has tattoos on his hands!
  
  We will give our hearts for our Motherland,
  We will climb higher than all the mountains, believe me...
  We girls have a lot of strength,
  Sometimes it even blows your mind!
  
  The boy also gave a subscription for Rus',
  He said he would fight fiercely...
  And in his eyes there is sparkling metal,
  And the RPG is hidden securely in the backpack!
  
  So let's not play the fool,
  Or better yet, let's all stand together as a wall...
  Passing exams with only A's,
  May Abel rule, and not the evil Cain!
  
  In short, there will be happiness for people,
  And the power of Svarog over the sacred world...
  You can defeat the fascists playfully,
  Let Lada be your happiness and idol!
  The girls sang a beautiful song. And then burst out laughing. And their teeth are like pearls.
  Alenka also fights against the mujahideen.
  And the girl demonstrates a level - simply super.
  And with his bare toes he throws grenades of deadly force.
  And all this while the beauty is still firing machine guns.
  The blonde sings:
  - Catastrophes, cataclysms...
  As if we don"t know God!
  And the theater of this life -
  It will drive the girls to their graves before their time!
  Anyuta cooed, baring her teeth:
  - For the USSR!
  And with his bare toes he will throw another gift of annihilation.
  And Alla fights with great fury. She's a real fighter. And with her bare heel, she'll throw a lethal gift of death.
  And he will roar:
  - For communism of the most holy level!
  After which the girl will stick out her tongue.
  Maria also fights with great desperation. And she fights like a true warrior in a skirt and bikini. And her bare legs once again throw a gift of annihilation.
  Maria cooed:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  Olympiada gurgled, baring her face and sending a gift of death with her bare soles:
  - Glory to our times of communism!
  Marusya noted, mowing down the Afghans, and squealed:
  - Glory to Rus' and freedom!
  Matryona, having mowed down another row, yelped:
  - For victories in the holy war!
  And then he barks...
  CHAPTER ? 10.
  The girls sang in chorus, making it up as they went:
  We will fly above the planet above the stars,
  The sun will shine brightly...
  The heroism of the Komsomol girls is praised,
  Turns the hunter into the hunted!
  
  The times will become hard,
  Where a thunderstorm sparkles over the world...
  The apple tree is in full bloom,
  Spring is certainly coming!
  
  There will be an era of communism, believe me,
  Where every person is a demiurge.
  We will wash away the stain of fascism from our face,
  If necessary, we will plough and plow!
  
  Russian gods will stand over the world,
  Will bring joy and laughter to people...
  we will anoint the hairs with a miter,
  May there be success in this glorious undertaking!
  
  Yes, Russia is a global country,
  The holy land of communism...
  The girl ran barefoot,
  She was given by birth to be a bride!
  
  Yes, love the beauties of Russia,
  What created metal from stone...
  People will become happier, believe me,
  Let napalm rain from the sky!
  
  Don"t look for happiness without your family,
  He will give you eternal love...
  Under the heel of Svarog in battle,
  The blood of monsters is being shed!
  
  There is no country more beautiful than the land of giants,
  It has elves and dwarves in the ranks...
  We are forever united with the Fatherland,
  We will win in any fight!
  
  So why is the man so sad?
  You have come to know the power of Svarog...
  They evoke decent feelings,
  Our Lada is the ideal of love!
  
  The universe will become better, believe me.
  If communism begins to rule...
  We are the happy children of Svarog -
  Let's scatter fascism into quarks!
  
  Soon the Earth will become radiant,
  There will be great success soon...
  And Yarilo will rise like the glorious sun,
  and will bestow radiance upon everyone!
  
  Let's drink to the Fatherland, guys,
  So that Rus' may prosper forever...
  So that the salary would be endless -
  Something you won't be ashamed to dream about!
  
  Let Rus' rise above the universe,
  and will show everyone God's grin...
  With his incorruptible strength in battles,
  We will expose the most cunning deception!
  
  Soon the sun will shine brighter,
  Space will become like an inner courtyard...
  So make the fire hotter,
  Sharpen the steel axe!
  
  And then with the song of the great Lada,
  That gave birth to mighty Gods...
  We will be able to cut down the tribe of wild ones,
  Orthodox sons with swords!
  And these warriors will laugh...
  And with their bare heels they will synchronously throw up murderous gifts of death!
  These girls were something special, especially when they picked up flamethrowers and pressed the buttons with their scarlet nipples. And sent fiery, searing jets of fire at the enemy, charring everything.
  The girls shouted in unison:
  The greatness of Russians is recognized by the planet,
  Fascism was crushed with a blow of the sword...
  We are loved and appreciated by all nations of the world,
  The people of the whole country are marching towards communism!
  Alenka fired the bazooka, pressing the button with her scarlet nipple. And a deadly gift of death would fly out and tear the mujahideen apart.
  The girl sang:
  Stalin, Stalin, we want Stalin,
  So that they can't break us...
  Rise up, master of the Earth...
  Anyuta tossed a grenade with her bare toes. Then she pressed the button with her ruby nipple and chirped:
  Stalin, Stalin, the girls are tired,
  A groan goes through the whole land...
  Where are you, master, where...
  Where are you!
  Red-haired Alla, hitting the enemy, cooed, baring her teeth:
  - Where are you!
  And her bare heel will also toss up a gift of annihilation. And lightning will fly from her strawberry nipple.
  And it'll hit the mujahideen. These girls are just superb!
  Maria, the girl with golden hair, also kicked with all her fury with her bare toes.
  And she'll fire a burst at the Taliban. And she'll squeeze that crimson nipple again. And the girl is pretty cool.
  And she chirped:
  - For communism!
  Olympiada aggressively attacks the enemy. And with her bare toes, she launches a boomerang.
  And he will cut off the heads of the mujahideen. After which he will sing:
  - For great communism,
  Only up, not a step down!
  Marusya will also hit the mujahideen and sing:
  - Glory to God Svarog,
  To hell with all the Taliban!
  And her bare toes hurled a lemon at the enemy. And then, with her scarlet nipple, she cauterized the enemy.
  Matryona scribbles at the enemy, and her bare heel will also be used to destroy the enemy.
  And the girl will roar:
  - Otherwise I"ll bark, or else I"ll howl,
  Or else I'll eat someone!
  Alenka picked up a six-barreled mortar. She and Anyuta lifted it. And suddenly it went off, hitting the mujahideen. The girls' bare heels even hit the ground from the recoil.
  And they chirped:
  Stalin is military glory,
  Stalin of our youth, the flight...
  Fighting and winning with songs,
  The girl goes barefoot to Eden!
  You have to give the girls credit here, of course. When they fire, they can wipe out a whole squadron of mujahideen.
  Albina and Alvina, let's fire missiles at the enemy from the air. And spin them into a spiral.
  Albina pressed her bare heel on the pedal and chirped:
  - For the Fatherland, our mother!
  And then, with a scarlet nipple, he presses the button.
  Alvina also acts quite aggressively. She sends missiles at her opponent with her bare toes. And presses buttons with her ruby nipples. And she does it in an enhanced mode.
  Alvina sang:
  - We can't win our argument,
  I believe we will soon overthrow the dictatorship...
  We will defeat the dragon of rain,
  The enemy will be rejected in battles!
  These girls are simply super and top notch!
  These are the girls pilots. They fight barefoot and in bikinis. Why do girls need clothes? They only get in the way!
  Albina chirped:
  About this barefoot girl,
  I will never forget...
  She has a heavy braid,
  And like a bright star!
  And again the beauty presses with her bare, round heel.
  A girl like this really is unstoppable. She's such a beauty.
  And both blondes started singing:
  - Fight for your Motherland and be brave,
  Then you will build a paradise in the universe!
  These girls are top notch. They are obviously a super-class product.
  But Elizabeth will strike her enemy with deadly force and blow him to pieces.
  And that's how her tank works. It turns its turret and fires a deadly shell.
  Ekaterina pressed her bare heel on the lever and yelped:
  - I am the most formidable in the world!
  Elena will also press the button with her scarlet nipple and squeal:
  - For the glory of communism!
  Euphrosyne squeaked:
  - For great achievements.
  These girls are truly something special. And they have so much temperament.
  And so it drives and shoots. And the machine guns rattle at the enemy. You can't stop such a machine so easily.
  Elizabeth hissed:
  - And all around it"s like a parade,
  We will throw the mujahideen into hell!
  And again, a projectile flies, sent by the pressure of a strawberry nipple. These are girls of the highest class!
  Angelica and Alice also use sniper rifles.
  Alice shoots down a plane. Then, with the bare toes of her graceful, tanned foot, she throws a grenade and squeals:
  - For Russia and freedom until the end!
  Angelica also pierced three mujahideen with one bullet and gurgled:
  - Officers, Russians...
  And her bare heel will throw a murderous gift to death.
  Alice, continuing to fire, took and fired, hitting an enemy on a motorcycle:
  - Let freedom shine...
  And her bare toes, as they launch total destruction.
  Angelica will also take and fire from a long barrel, releasing a gift of death and yelling:
  - Making hearts beat in unison!
  These girls are top notch and super!
  Oleg Rybachenko and Margarita Korshunova will also take up arms and cut down the mujahideen with their swords.
  And then the boy and girl started whistling. And the stunned crows rained down on the Taliban's heads. Now the extermination was total.
  And the children sang in chorus:
  Will we fight in Afghanistan?
  Believe me, we will defeat the evil Taliban...
  Something is floating in the smoke fog,
  And know that a cherub hovers above us!
  Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin, waking up, decided to visit China and try to establish allied relations.
  It's not that simple. For example, even in Afghanistan, China sided with the mujahideen. Plus, the USSR is powerful, and the Chinese themselves fear it. Plus, of course, the US is flirting with China, which is no economic competitor.
  For now, Ronald Reagan is president of the United States. However, it is already June 1987, and the US presidential election is coming soon.
  And in the USSR, the first nationwide presidential elections are planned for August.
  Of course, there is no alternative.
  And it's clear who will win. There's repression in the country, and dissidents are being jailed. Novodvorskaya was sentenced to death. Seriously, why bother with trifles?
  They wanted to reinstate Academician Sakharov, but he was stubborn. What should be done with Solzhenitsyn?
  Gorbachev-Putin ordered him to be finished off like Bandera. And the KGB promised to do it.
  Relations with the United States continued to deteriorate. Gorbachev and Putin were unwilling to compromise and issued threats. In particular, the USSR began establishing a new military base in Nicaragua. And in Cuba, too. And the situation began to escalate.
  So Gorbachev-Putin began to flex their muscles.
  And at the same time I fell into a sleep of a slightly different level;
  Once upon a time there lived a boy, Prince Albert. And he had a rich court, wonderful parents who ruled a prosperous and very rich state. And the boy had
  Absolutely everything one could have in the late Middle Ages. Of course, he didn't have a television or a computer, but he had plenty of other entertainment.
  For example, the prince was very fond of knightly tournaments. They were held, however, under new rules to ensure maximum safety for the participants, even to the point of injury.
  murders rarely occurred.
  The prince himself took part in tournaments, although he was only thirteen years old, and, miraculously, he always defeated older and more mature opponents.
  Now the boy put on special armor with soft pads and cast titanium - which is both strong and light at the same time - and tested the spear.
  Now the son of a neighboring king must fight him. A most august boy of about his height and age.
  The mentor told the prince that he needed to rise to the occasion and win.
  The prince said haughtily:
  "I'm ready! I've defeated bigger and bigger men! What does some peer of mine matter to me?"
  The mentor remarked with a sigh:
  - I won't hide it, prince. They gave in to you!
  The prince squeaked in rage:
  - What? How dare you say such a thing!
  The mentor said quietly:
  - In any case, this boy, just like you, defeated big, grown men in your kingdom! And he's a champion too!
  The prince stamped his foot on the grass and declared:
  - Well, if I have to defeat him, I will definitely win!
  And the boy went to train. And he prepared diligently for the fight.
  But the next day, the duel arrived. The two princes were to face each other.
  The duel was to continue until one boy knocked the other off his horse. Prince Albert was fair-haired, while his opponent, Louis, had red hair.
  Both boys donned their armor and mounted their small but spirited horses. Albert sang confidently:
  - And even the enemy wheezed at times,
  Hiding the fear that I am the king!
  That I am the king!
  And the boys spurred their horses' flanks. And they raced towards each other. The boys were about the same weight and equally trained. So, having collided,
  Both of their elastic spears bent. And they parted without causing damage to each other.
  Albert noted:
  - He's stronger than I thought!
  The boy Louis noted with annoyance:
  - Yes, he's a stubborn boy!
  And so the two princes met again and collided. The sound of cork hitting titanium armor was heard. And again, neither gave in to the other. The boys cursed.
  and looked at each other angrily.
  Albert said dreamily:
  - I wish I could fry your heels!
  Louis remarked:
  - I will conquer you and hang you on the rack!
  The boys were indeed angry and furious.
  So they met and clashed for the third time. And it was a laugh. How much blood was spilled at once. Or rather, only in the imagination of the august boys. In reality, they are so
  They didn't even knock each other out. They parted ways only to come back together again. And it was like a stubborn clash of titans.
  Princess Margaret, Louis's sister, remarked:
  - It's kind of stupid for boys to butt heads like that. Maybe they're better with swords?
  The boys raced ten more times without success, and were completely exhausted. Afterward, a break was announced for lunch and rest. The boys were still ready for heroic deeds and the fight for victory.
  Albert was gloomy; he hadn't managed to unseat his opponent. He'd always succeeded before. And this, of course, evoked a feeling of intense frustration.
  The boy ate with a golden spoon and fork, glaring around him. Suddenly, he spotted a girl. She was blonde and dressed in a luxurious, elegant dress, like a fairytale princess. And surprisingly, only Albert saw her, while the others seemed oblivious.
  The girl approached the boy and asked him with a smile:
  - Can't defeat the enemy?
  Albert growled fiercely:
  - Yes! He is unusually persistent!
  The girl smiled and replied:
  - Yes, you can receive the gift of an invincible warrior! And win every tournament fight!
  Albert perked up and muttered:
  - How is that?
  The girl nodded:
  - And so...But you need to agree in exchange, for example, sell your soul!
  The boy shook his head vigorously and negatively:
  - No, I won"t sell my soul!
  The girl nodded her head and answered:
  - Well done! Only he who has his soul can sell it, and he who has it will not sell it!
  Albert said with a smile:
  - I can give gold! Lots of gold!
  The girl shrugged:
  "I don't need human gold! I can make mountains of it. But if you don't want to sell your soul, then sell your body!"
  Albert asked in surprise:
  - A body? What do you mean?
  Satan Girl replied:
  - Here you go! You will sign a blood pact that, in exchange for the gift of winning tournaments, you will give your mortal body to the Devil for eternal use!
  The boy shrugged and remarked:
  - Mortal for eternal use?
  The girl nodded in agreement:
  - Exactly! And you'll benefit greatly from this - you'll never grow old!
  The prince smiled:
  - I see! Then I sign!
  The Satan Girl handed over a parchment with a seal on it, on which the Devil's condition was written, and a copper needle.
  The boy pricked his finger and dripped blood onto the gold pen. Then he wrote his signature. So red and beautiful, like a royal person.
  The girl's eyes flashed and she chirped:
  - Now you're mine!
  And before Albert"s eyes everything seemed to spin and turn upside down.
  Before the boy could blink, he found himself in the desert. A caravan was moving, carrying child slaves bound with rope. Albert felt pain in his bound hands and a burning sensation in his bare feet.
  children's soles, and a strong fatigue in the body. Plus, his throat was dry from thirst. And his skin was sore. Albert glanced at himself. How he had changed. Instead of a luxurious
  and rich clothes, a naked body, in only swimming trunks. Albert was surprised at how thin he had become and how tanned he was. The boy's body had dried out, and he himself began to look more like
  mummy. The bare soles became very rough and calloused, but they still felt the scorching heat of the desert. Albert, who had been a noble prince just a minute ago, had turned into
  a slave boy. And he remembered... For many days now, captive boys have been led through the desert, to the slave market. And they wander, hungry and tormented by thirst, and the hot sands
  the deserts burn their bare feet.
  Albert sees how his recently beautiful and muscular body has become emaciated in the passageway. And his ribs stick out under the thin, fat-free, chocolate-colored and dusty skin, as if
  A basket. And on his back and sides, fresh marks from the whip, both healed and visible, were stinging. The boy felt a deep sense of shame and humiliation-his person, of royal blood, was being lashed with whips, as if he were some commoner. And the boy-prince snorted contemptuously. And received a blow across the back. Which seared the boy with both pain and humiliation.
  Albert cursed and received another blow to the ribs from the whip. The boy of august blood was filled with anger, but at the same time, he was overcome with intense fear. The prince realized that
  Satan, disguised as a beautiful and elegant girl, gained power over his body. And now he's the Devil's slave forever. And here's the first test: you're a slave.
  The prince cowered in fear and quickened his pace. He moved further into the desert. And beside him walked boys, either slightly older or slightly younger than him. The prince had become a slave.
  And now his life has changed for the worse. Radically, actually.
  The boy sighed and walked along with the caravan. He remembered Goethe's Faust. There, too, Satan tempted the professor to sell his soul. But in return, Faust received both youth and
  the beautiful girl Margarita, and wealth, honor, and power. And what did he get, Albert? Now he's walking almost naked with his hands bound under the overseer's whip?
  And is this true?
  Albert was dejected; his muscles, strained from the walk, especially his calves, ached, and the hot sand burned the soles of his bare feet through the crusted calluses. Yes, this was a nightmare.
  Plus, you're tormented by a weak, dull hunger, and a much more agonizing thirst. To distract himself from the unpleasant sensations, Albert tried to reason. Satan is the most beautiful, intelligent, and perfect angel. If that's true, then does he need anything from Albert? And it's clear that the most perfect angel in the universe doesn't need gold, or
  Some kind of power that kings have. The only thing Lucifer values is power over souls. But what will power over Albert's body give him?
  After all, Satan didn't sign the agreement for nothing. He has some kind of goal. But if we take Faust, what does Lucifer want from him? His soul? But most people
  and so he goes to hell and into the power of Satan. It is clear that this alone is not enough.
  Maybe Lucifer wanted to play around, to see when a person would say: "Stop, moment-you're wonderful!" But in this case, Albert is experiencing a terrible moment.
  Although, when a naked, beautiful boy is beaten with a whip, it might be interesting to someone, but does the most perfect angel need this? The prince has already kissed
  He was with girls and showed interest in the opposite sex, but he didn't yet love women as an adult. But they did appear to him in his dreams. And that was very interesting in its own way.
  Albert sighed...At fourteen, they would already be looking for a bride for him, and that would be wonderful. He would be able to make the best and most passionate choice.
  Albert sighed. In front of him were naked, thin, whip-scarred boys, and behind him too. And they looked exhausted and tired. Albert wondered, what next?
  And finally, they stopped for a rest. They were given a little something to drink and eat, and then they set off again until sunset.
  After eating and drinking, Albert felt the urge to sleep. But he had to walk through the desert. And instead of Margarita's tender embrace, he felt a cruel whip lashing him.
  The boy walked along and thought. What an idiot he was, after all, to agree to a deal with Satan. He'd led the happiest and richest life of his time.
  He had everything a boy could want. And then he got into trouble like that.
  Albert remembered being warned that Satan was the enemy of mankind and that no good could come from him! And that it was foolish to give in to his promises. But now you
  He was a prince, but became a slave boy. And that's where you feel really creepy.
  Albert was prone to howling like a wolf, and from time to time he was burned by the whip. Indeed, what did he get? He was a boy, after all, and now he found himself enslaved.
  And so he walked until the sun set. And the slaves were allowed to eat and drink again, and go to bed. And this is a very interesting pastime.
  Albert lay down on the sand next to another half-naked boy. He curled up and fell asleep. And he dreamed...
  Here he is, competing in a martial arts competition with Ivanhoe and Richard the Lionheart. They are quite the fighting team.
  Albert on his snow-white steed. He's a boy, and all around him are grown-up, towering knights. Some even mock the child. But Albert is confident.
  Here comes the gong and the first strike.
  Against him is Baron von Babeuf. He's so big, so fat, a real bull, and on his shield is a bull with horns. He's at least three times heavier than Albert.
  The boy nodded and squeaked:
  - The bigger the cabinet, the louder it falls!
  Baron von Babeuf roared:
  - I'll crush the puppy!
  And so they meet. Albert's opponent has a huge black horse.
  The boy holds his shield. The enemy strikes, and Albert shifts slightly to the side. And the heavy spear slides off the shield. And the boy prince strikes.
  the enemy right in the visor and he falls.
  Albert laughs and sings:
  - Fall on your face, prostrate, prostrate,
  You have been given this right!
  Before the king, fall on your faces,
  In slush and mud anyway!
  The first enemy was defeated. Then the next appeared. It was Count Boleventura. He, too, was a very powerful warrior and quite agile.
  Albert chuckled and remarked:
  - Glory to my Fatherland,
  We are all one family!
  And so the boy galloped toward the enemy. And Count Boleventura galloped toward the boy.
  Albert purred:
  - The athletes are eager to fight,
  Everyone believes in victory passionately...
  And from now on we are together with the Devil,
  And we can overcome any barrier!
  Here they met with Count Boleventura. And again the boy shifted to the side, causing the spear to slip, and then slammed his weapon straight into his throat. And the arrogant count went flying.
  And the boy won the second fight.
  His next opponent is the Duke of Guise. He's also a very strong and powerful fighter, renowned for his participation in numerous tournaments and competitions. He's competed in countless competitions and demonstrated all sorts of feats. He's a serious foe.
  The boy Albert even sang in delight:
  - And I see a serious one,
  In Ivan the Terrible's dream...
  The land in Siberia has been distributed,
  To you, my native Rus'!
  Here Albert caught himself at his word: what is Native Rus' about? What does it have to do with him?
  . CHAPTER ? 11.
  The boy is generally in a fighting mood.
  And so they both mounted their horses. The prince on the snow-white one, and his adversary on the red-brown one. And they galloped towards each other.
  Albert seemed very small against the backdrop of this red-haired giant.
  The boy expressed himself aggressively:
  - The little snake is the most poisonous!
  And so the Duke of Guise, whose spear was longer, tried to strike the boy at the body of his armor rather than aiming at his shield. Although this was illegal, Albert deftly dodged it.
  He ducked under the spear. Then, with all his might, he slammed it into his opponent's visor, accelerating his body movement even further. The Duke of Guise was literally knocked down by the powerful blow.
  The boy chirped:
  - Glory to the glorious knights!
  And de Guise was dragged from the battlefield. His horse, armor, and weapons went to the victor.
  Albert sang:
  We look like falcons,
  We soar like eagles...
  We don't drown in water,
  We don't burn in fire!
  And we don"t groan in battle,
  There are cherubs above us!
  The boy really turned out to be a very excellent fighter, capable of a lot.
  And here's his next opponent: the knight Lionheart himself. Bravo, congratulations on such a competitor. And it's going to be a real fight.
  Albert sang joyfully:
  The whole world is in our hands,
  We are the stars of the continents...
  They broke it into corners -
  Damn competitors!
  The boy truly does look like a cocky, ruffled rooster. After all, this is the Lion King himself, Richard the Lionheart.
  Albert growled:
  - If you are a lion, then roar,
  The victories of all Mother Earth are with us!
  To have fun in such a company,
  That every boy is a cool person!
  Albert had a little snack before the battle. They brought him roast goose with a side dish, and a small sponge cake in the shape of a cocked hat. So the boy had a good time.
  to eat. The princess sat next to him and kept asking about the heroic deeds Albert had performed. The boy eagerly told, fibbing.
  "So I met a seven-headed dragon. And we started fighting. I cut off his head. It falls, and immediately, in place of the one cut off, two grow!"
  The little princess whistled:
  - Well, well! How can you even defeat a dragon like that if its heads just keep getting bigger?
  Albert answered confidently:
  - You cut off his head and sprinkle salt on his wound! And then the severed head won't grow back!
  The young princess cooed:
  - How smart you are!
  The prince puffed himself up and said:
  - Well, why not? I am Spinoza in my mind!
  After lunch, the boy went to the stables. He donned his armor and mounted his horse again.
  The prince radiated confidence in victory and a thirst for a fight.
  The boy was significantly shorter and lighter than Richard the Lionheart. Moreover, the King of England was very strong physically-he could break horseshoes. And against such a mighty man
  Try to resist.
  But the boy was determined to fight. And that turned him on. He suddenly wanted to feel the princess kissing him on the lips, and how sweet and pleasant it would be.
  Here they came out onto the lists. And at the sound of the gong, they began to approach each other.
  Albert sang:
  - Ta-ta-ta-ta! Hooves are clattering,
  Tra-ta-ta-ta! The beam gun hit...
  The French army is completely defeated,
  And no one will defeat the Spanish army!
  And so they drew closer. Richard the Lionheart tried to stab his enemy with his heavy spear. But Albert dodged and struck his enemy in the visor. But this time Richard the Lionheart
  Heart, albeit with difficulty, he managed to stay in the saddle. Although it seemed that this move was irresistible. And both riders rode away, and the judges declared the first fight a draw.
  Richard the Lionheart roared:
  - He's a clever little devil!
  Count Balistro noted:
  -And your Majesty, hide a needle with poison in your spear!
  Richard the Lionheart objected:
  - This is vile, and I am a noble king, and besides, it"s useless, you can"t hit this little devil!
  Count Balistro bowed:
  - As you know, your Majesty!
  Meanwhile, Alberto was preparing for his second attempt. And then, once again, a very beautiful, golden-haired, and luxuriously dressed Satan girl appeared before him.
  She flashed her pearly teeth and cooed:
  - Well, my dear boy, do you like winning?
  Then Albert remembered and croaked:
  - And you made a slave out of me!
  The girl answered with a smile:
  - To each his own! Your body is now in my power!
  Albert growled:
  -Deception!
  The girl noted, stamping her foot in her precious slipper:
  - It's all fair! Now you win any tournament!
  Albert looked at the beautiful golden-haired girl. Could this really be Satan himself? But Lucifer is an angel, and doesn't have a human body, being a spirit. Therefore, he can accept
  any appearance, including that of a beautiful, innocent-looking child. Yes, it's impressive.
  Satan Girl nodded:
  -Fight, and as for your body... Everything in life depends on the heavenly heights... But our honor, our honor depends on us alone!
  Albert nodded and rushed into battle.
  Here they were again facing the great master of tournament fighting, Richard the Lionheart. And it was a brutal fight. Richard reached maximum speed, trying
  to throw off the impudent youth, or rather, child. Albert was collected and ready. Dodging the king's slashing spear, the boy brought his weapon down on the boy's neck.
  And the mighty Richard the Lionheart was thrown from his saddle for the first time in the history of tournament fighting. The blow to his throat was very painful and deadly.
  The herald declared Albert the victor. Thus, the great king of the Middle Ages and a true legend, a hero of various tales and fables, the hero of the Crusades, was defeated.
  just a boy of thirteen, who hadn't even started to grow a moustache and was just beginning to look at girls.
  This is the great sensation of the fight.
  However, this is not the end. The finale features the most interesting fight with Ivanhoe himself. Although Ivanhoe is already twenty-five years old, he looks younger and his beard is almost nonexistent.
  mustache. Because of this, he's thin and short, resembling a teenager. His advantage in height and weight over Albert is small. Although it's clear that the man is about twenty-five,
  will be larger than a teenager of about thirteen in any case.
  Prince Albert had seen Ivanhoe defeat knights far taller and heavier than himself. And he knew he was a most dangerous opponent, one he would not easily face.
  But in any case, there's a finale, and whoever wins will receive a valuable prize. But what good is a prize received in a dream?
  The Satan girl appeared to Prince Albert again. She shook her golden curls and replied:
  "Don't be afraid! Soon you'll wake up and find yourself a slave boy again! But if you've read the Bible, you know that the Almighty subjected his servants to cruel tests."
  And you will have to overcome difficulties in order to become stronger and tempered in soul and body!
  Albert nodded with a smile:
  - Even though a body without a soul is not a body, how weak is the soul without a body!
  And the boy prince laughed, baring his teeth.
  And so they came out onto the lists - this fighting pair. The famous Ivanhoe, and the rising star of the tournament: Prince Albert. And here they are, a frail man and of ordinary size for
  A thirteen-year-old boy comes together. Ivanhoe's horse is beautiful and also white, like Albert's. And it's great when two agile and skilled warriors are about to fight.
  according to the rules of chivalry.
  And then the gong sounds and two outstanding fighters meet. They gallop toward each other, shaking their spears. And then they clash. Ivanhoe is agile, and manages to hit Albert's shield.
  True, the spear slipped. And Albert aimed for the visor, but also missed. And he didn't do it very well. Ivanhoe pulled his head back at the last moment, and the spear
  slid down the helmet.
  The first round ended in a draw. And once again, the knights rode off in different directions. A five-minute pause, and then they converged again. And they galloped with great energy and force.
  Albert now saw that his opponent possessed great speed and agility. And his speed would be a great asset.
  Here they meet again. This time Ivanhoe aimed for the visor, but Albert dodged and struck the center of the shield with his spear. The impact broke the spear, but Ivanhoe managed to stand firm.
  in the saddle. So the duel again ended in a draw.
  The two knights rode off in different directions. Then the Satan girl appeared to Albert again. She was beautiful and cheerful. The Lucifer girl cooed:
  - Well, my boy, are you ready for battle?
  Albert jokingly sang:
  A soldier is always healthy,
  A soldier is ready for anything...
  And dust like from carpets,
  We knock you out of the way,
  And it won't stop,
  And don't change legs...
  Our faces shine -
  The boots are shining!
  Satan Girl nodded:
  - Yes, I see you're ready! And quite healthy!
  Albert chirped with a smile:
  -I intend to fight desperately!
  The Satan Girl replied with a smile:
  "You're a brave fighter! Well, the third fight will be decisive!"
  Here are both fighters back on the lists, ready to face each other. Albert, getting in the mood, sang:
  - Who is used to fighting for victory,
  Let him sing with us...
  He who is cheerful laughs...
  Whoever wants it will achieve it,
  He who seeks will always find!
  And so they began to approach, urging their horses on. And their lances moved as they trotted. This time Albert had come up with a trick. And allowing his opponent to hit him in the visor, the boy
  Only at the very last moment did he dodge the spear thrust into Ivanhoe's leg. He screamed and flew head over heels from his horse. And again the triumphant cry rang out: victory!
  And so Prince Albert is declared the winner. And he is presented with a prize: a golden horse. The boy takes it for himself, but it is too heavy for him to lift alone. Four muscular peasant girls pick up the steed and carry it on their shoulders.
  Albert sang:
  - Karate boy,
  You will receive a prize!
  And then the Satan girl appeared and nodded:
  - I've been dreaming about a stallion made of pure gold for a long time!
  Albert was surprised:
  - Do you really need gold!?
  The Satan Girl replied with a smile:
  - Of course not! But this horse was made by knightly masters and it contains special magical energy. And even the most perfect and beautiful person needs valuable magical artifacts.
  to an angel in the universe!
  The boy prince nodded:
  - Will I stop being a slave?
  The Satan Girl shook her head:
  - Not yet! You haven't yet earned your gift! But you must admit that Genghis Khan was once a slave!
  The young beauty stamped her heel. The horse disappeared. And before Prince Albert could blink, he... woke up!
  Once again, he's just a barefoot boy in just his swimming trunks. He's given a bowl of slop for breakfast and harnessed to a cart with the other boys. This time, one of them
  The camels died, and they decided to force the children to pull the cart as well.
  They found new flour, hauling the load and urging the boys on with whips. Albert pulled the cart like a steer pulling a plow. And he wasn't feeling particularly cheerful. His mood was gloomy.
  The boy sang to cheer himself up:
  Your fate hangs in the balance,
  The enemies are full of courage...
  But thank God there are friends,
  But thank God there are friends...
  And thank God for friends,
  There are swords!
  When your friend is covered in blood,
  From the sacrifice there is love...
  You can become him,
  Like his father...
  But don't call me a friend,
  You are a coward and a liar!
  The boy felt quite elated and combative after such a song. He pushed the cart energetically, pushing his bare, childish feet into the hot sand, feeling like a true knight of the Order of the Star.
  After this dream, Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin decided to amend the Criminal Code. Specifically, to introduce criminal liability starting at age ten. Which is, of course, cool. And smart at the same time.
  Several dozen enemies of the people and dissidents were executed. Many other purges were carried out.
  At the same time, they jailed Sobchak and many other democrats-Gavriil Popov and others. And that was incredibly harsh.
  After which Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin went and fell asleep;
  Albert was once again walking barefoot and in just his swimming trunks through the desert. The joy of the tournament victories he'd won in his dreams quickly evaporated. Moreover, he wasn't just walking, but
  He was pushing a heavy cart with other children. And it was really unpleasant. He was in deep trouble. And he had to carry this load. And the only thing he got in return was a whip.
  Albert sighed heavily and pushed the yoke, his bare feet digging into the hot sand. And it made him feel uneasy.
  I wanted to fence and fight with swords.
  And be like Alexander the Great. The boy tried to imagine something more pleasant. For example, a girl carrying a jug. And she was wearing a simple peasant dress, and her legs were tanned, graceful, bare, and chiseled. The girl looked simply wonderful, captivatingly beautiful.
  And she brings a jug of water to the tired, sweaty boy, and wetting his lips, asks:
  - Why are you barefoot and almost naked, being a prince?
  The boy replies with a sigh:
  - I sold my body to the Devil, and now I suffer!
  The girl was surprised, stamping her tanned, bare foot:
  - Body? Usually they sell their souls to Satan!
  Albert wittily stated:
  - I sold the temporary to save the immortal!
  The girl nodded and kissed the boy back on the lips, saying:
  - Dear child, do you even understand what you have condemned yourself to?
  The boy nodded in agreement:
  - Yes, I understood, although it was very late!
  The girl took it and sang with enthusiasm:
  - Better late than never,
  Better late than never...
  So you and I got it,
  Best years, years!
  The boy felt the girl thrust the jug of water at him again, allowing him to sip the healing liquid. Then her hands ran over the boy's skinny ribs.
  She noted:
  - You've lost weight in slavery!
  Albert stated decisively:
  -I don"t need extra fat even for free!
  The girl nodded with a smile:
  - It's like doing fitness for free!
  The boy nodded with excitement:
  - Yes, many people could do with losing weight!
  The girl sang with a smile:
  - And here's the diet, don't eat either this or that,
  And may your legs not get tired of walking more...
  Here's a diet to make fat pay,
  And yet they don"t get fat and they sing about love!
  Albert became more cheerful and sang:
  - What kind of dishes, what kind of delicacies,
  I wish I could take it all with me,
  It's a pity they don't execute me often,
  They feed us to the point of slaughter!
  And the boy felt like he was in seventh heaven from all this.
  This is truly an achievement of a fighting boy.
  The girl was gorgeous.
  They started clapping their hands and laughing.
  And the boy found it more fun to push the cart. One of the young slaves fell down, exhausted.
  The overseer began to beat him with a whip. The boy struggled helplessly, unable to stand up.
  Albert shouted indignantly:
  - Don't hit him! Can't you see he's in grog!
  In response, the overseer hit Albert as well. The boy howled. Two large men immediately began beating the young prince.
  The boy desperately tried to break the ropes that bound his hands.
  The merchant in a luxurious turban ordered:
  - Enough! This boy must be sold at market! And give that other one some water, so he can pass unharmed!
  They stopped beating Albert. He moved, tightening the rope and, together with the other boys, began to drag the cart again.
  The mood became much more somber and vile. On the other hand, the merchant showed pragmatic mercy and didn't sell the goods.
  It is better to sell a slave than to kill him...
  Albert dragged a heavy load, smelled the sweaty, dirty bodies of the boys with his nostrils, and felt thirsty and tired.
  Tried to cheer up again.
  I remembered how he knocked Richard the Lionheart out of the saddle, and it was really cool. Richard was defeated, it was so beautiful.
  And here are the boys with him: thin, sweaty, dirty, sinewy. And they're straining themselves with extreme effort. And it's very hard. It's quite harsh here.
  Albert imagined the princess being led to the scaffold. They stripped her of her expensive clothes, all her jewelry, and roughly ripped her earrings from her ears. Then came her expensive pearl-studded shoes.
  And then the underwear... In return, they give her only a gray sackcloth. And she, barefoot, almost naked, in a short sackcloth, goes to the scaffold. And the public gazes greedily at her naked,
  Bare legs, almost to the thighs. But the princess, with golden hair falling over a gray sackcloth and bare, slender legs, looks even more beautiful.
  And the audience literally purrs with delight.
  Albert has a vivid imagination. Here she is, such a beautiful girl. Her gray prison uniform highlights her sweet, healthy white complexion and her golden, wavy hair.
  And how beautiful and graceful her bare feet are, their perfect, perfect shape. And how her gray robe accentuates the slenderness of her figure and its ideal proportions.
  She approaches the deck, where a huge, bull-like executioner awaits the princess. His axe is huge and sharp, gleaming in the sun.
  The girl turned even paler, but maintained a semblance of calm. The executioner bared his large but poorly groomed teeth. Numerous guards stood around, and the crowd cheered.
  The men were especially excited by the sight of the beautiful girl about to be beheaded. She looked so touching and beautiful.
  Meanwhile the herald announced:
  - Due to the particular danger of the criminal and the lack of repentance, the humane death penalty by beheading is replaced by public torture and torment in the presence of a crowd.
  And the torture will continue until the criminal gives up her spirit!
  Tolka greeted this announcement with glee-it meant the princess's torture would be prolonged. The girl, however, turned even paler. A terrible fate awaited her.
  Several powerful executioners, who had previously hidden, appeared. They were dragging a rack to the scaffold and carrying torture devices and pincers. The fireplace was already ablaze.
  They began heating up pincers, hooks, rods, crowbars, drills, and other implements. The torture promised to be long and sophisticated. Barefoot maids also brought a vessel.
  with olive oil, buckets of water with ice floating in them, and bags of salt and pepper. A harsh interrogation awaited the princess.
  The executioners took the girl's gray robe and tore it off, revealing her beautiful, seductive body. It was truly remarkable. Such a beauty, standing naked before the executioners.
  The senior torturer gave the signal. The princess's arms were twisted and she was dragged to the rack.
  She was now about to endure serious torture. The princess desperately tried to resist. But the forces were unequal. The executioners overpowered the fragile girl and tied her up.
  her hands behind her back. Then, they hooked her tied wrists and began to lift them up.
  The princess howled from the pain in her shoulders and veins and began to bend. The executioners yanked her shoulders and twisted them. A pitiful groan came from the princess's throat. She was naked and stretched out.
  appeared on a rope. Her bare feet spun like a bicycle. The executioner hit her bare legs with a whip. Then the executioners grabbed the girl of the august blood by the legs and tied them
  An oak block was placed on them, clamping it tightly in the holes. The girl's body weight increased, and she howled in increasing pain.
  The senior torturer nodded. The executioners hung a heavy weight on one side and on the other. The princess's body stretched out, and her moans grew louder. Sweat trickled down the girl's naked body.
  The order followed:
  - Ten lashes with care.
  The executioner began to strike the princess's body. The skin on the girl's back swelled, but did not burst. And the work continued. The girl gritted her teeth and howled.
  The torturer finished beating him. He looked at the elder. He said:
  - Now fry her heels!
  Some executioners began to grease the girl's soles to make the skin burn longer and prolong the torment. Other torturers placed oil under her bare soles.
  thin firewood to light it and make the fire burn.
  The princess wheezed in pain. A flame ignited beneath her bare feet. At first, the girl froze, listening to her sensations. Then she began to scream.
  The crowd roared with approval. Some of the younger men and boys even reached into their pants to satisfy their lustful itch. This really was amazing-this kind of torture.
  And the princess was crying... You could even make out:
  - Don't torture me! I'll tell you everything!
  But here, information wasn't needed from her. Simply a painful and cruel execution.
  The senior executioner ordered:
  - Five strikes without saving!
  The executioner, spreading his legs wide, began to beat the princess. With the first blow, the skin split and blood gushed. The girl screamed at the top of her lungs. He whipped her a few more times.
  Then the senior executioner ordered:
  -Add some fire under your feet!
  The executioners stoked the flames even more, and the princess began to scream without ceasing.
  The chief torturer ordered:
  - Now set her chest on fire!
  The executioners rushed to smear the girl's naked bust with oil. She shuddered from the stinging touch of their hands and howled in wild pain. The executioners, meanwhile, smeared her breasts and laughed.
  Then, having finished smearing, they brought a torch to it. And a flame flared up.
  The princess screams again. And the crowd is in wild delight. People love watching cruel torture. And hearing the girl's screams. And also the smell of it reaching them.
  fresh roasted meat. And how delicious it is and such a pleasure to sense.
  And they burned the girl's chest and the soles of her bare feet simultaneously. Then they began to beat her with the whip again. The blows again split her skin and caused blood to flow. It was extremely painful.
  But apparently this was not enough for the executioner.
  The torturer ordered:
  - Lubricate her ass!
  And the executioners began to grope the girl's buttocks, smearing them with oil. And then the princess howled in humiliation and pain. And they smeared her all over again, and brought the fire to her buttocks.
  The torch blazed. And the girl felt such terrible pain. And she cried as they roasted her breasts, heels, and butt all at once.
  Then the chief executioner ordered that Venus's womb be anointed with it. And that was even more humiliating. And how the crowd got excited, how the men and women roared with excitement.
  It all looked so grandiose and shameless. Many were masturbating, both men and women, and even having sex right there in the square.
  CHAPTER ? 12.
  So the princess girl's womb was lubricated.
  And after that, they brought a torch to him. And the princess was in so much pain. She screamed at the top of her lungs and literally writhed in pain. There was so much horrific suffering within her.
  The girl was in pain and was crying, straining herself like a beluga.
  And the executioners worked, roasting. Then, on the orders of the senior torturer, one of the khat took a red-hot rod from the brazier and began to beat the girl with the steel, the metal scarlet from the heat.
  back. Another used pliers, also red-hot, and began to break the girl's toes with them. And it was extremely painful. And the princess suffered greatly.
  She was simply suffering unbearably, floating on an ocean of boundless pain. And then another executioner took a red-hot rod in his hands. And brought it to the girl's backside. And then he shoved it
  into her anus. The princess screamed wildly and lost consciousness from the pain. Immediately, a bucket of ice-cold water fell on her. The girl was caught in its streams and came to.
  They continued to roast her: her bare feet, her breasts, her vagina, her ass. The executioners broke her toes, shoved a red-hot rod into her anus, and beat her back with a steel whip, red from the heat. And it was utterly savage and cruel.
  And the crowd was simply thrilled with delight: this is torture, this is torment...
  And the slave prince felt disgusted. How could he mock a girl like that? This was pure, sophisticated sadism. And it couldn't be done. The boy found the strength to move on.
  So they spent the night again. The chief merchant announced that they would be in town tomorrow, and the boys would be sold there.
  Prince Albert ate a little, greedily drank a basin of water, and lay down on the still-warm sand. The boy closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately. And he dreamed...
  As if he were a slave boy from Spartacus's army. And he knows something. Specifically, that the Greek woman Euthybida is plotting treason and wants to reveal the leader's cunning plan to Crassus.
  rebellion. And this must be prevented. Prince Albert, in his dream, already has some memory of his previous exploits. How, in particular, he led the Romans into a trap.
  Although to do this, he had to endure interrogation under torture. Not trusting simple words, the Romans, just in case, flogged the boy scout and burned him with a hot iron.
  The child's calloused heels. Albert did not change his testimony. And then the Romans moved around the gorge and fell into a trap, where they were destroyed.
  Spartacus was now facing Crassus. Spartacus had approximately seventy-eight thousand soldiers, while Crassus had about eighty thousand. Moreover, the Romans had a significant advantage in cavalry.
  So the chances in battle are uncertain. Not all slaves are well trained. However, Crassus also has many new recruits in his army. In any case, Spartacus has set a trap.
  Allegedly, Chris, due to disagreements, separated from Spartacus and set up a separate fortified camp.
  Crassus, of course, must attack Chris, and then, while storming the slaves' fortified positions, Spartacus will strike from the rear. The Greek woman, Euthybida, is a very beautiful girl who fell in love.
  Spartacus was head over heels. But Spartacus remained faithful to Valeria, Sulla's widow. And then Euthybida decided to take revenge out of jealousy. She had already succeeded in seducing Oenomaus. And two legions of Germans perished. And Oenomaus himself fell, pierced by many swords. Euthybida herself was then wounded and almost died. So there were no witnesses left,
  and she enjoyed Spartacus's complete trust.
  Euthybida skillfully concealed her jealousy. Albret, however, knew from the book that Euthybida was the traitor who would betray Chris. And then the tide of the war would turn against the rebels. For the death of thirty thousand Spartacists was a great loss.
  In addition to conveying Spartacus's plan to Crassus, Euthybida also lured Chris out of his fortified positions. Understanding this, Albert decided to intercept the girl on her way to Crassus.
  They were acquainted with Euthybida. The Greek woman, seeing the handsome, blond, muscular boy, became friends with him. She even taught him a lesson in love, which was quite pleasant.
  Indeed, teaching a boy to please a woman is a very cool and enjoyable experience for a girl who was essentially an expensive prostitute. And prostitutes are often drawn to innocent boys. They get simply incomparable pleasure and the most natural orgasms from this. Albert was a young virgin. And the beauty's touch made him alternately hot and cold. Especially since Euthybida only looks young, but in reality, she's already in her thirties and has tried so many men.
  She made a fortune and ransomed herself from slavery by providing sexual services to wealthy patricians. And then she came across a boy, and such a handsome one. How could she not seduce him?
  Albert, of course, really enjoyed this game, although you're so nervous that it feels like your heart is about to jump out of your chest. And after several mutual and stormy orgasms, you're so exhausted,
  that you fall asleep right on the pillows in the tents.
  Albert, of course, meant no harm to Euthybide. But somehow the rebels had to be saved from the trap. Remembering the tender caresses of what appeared to be a young girl, but was in reality a sophisticated woman.
  Albert remembered that he himself was the son of a noble patrician who owed Crassus a large sum of money. And then the family was sold into slavery. The boy was stripped of his beautiful tunic, trousers, boots, and cap. He was stripped naked and sent to the slave market. How shameful that was. He and his brother were bought by a patrician and sent to the quarries. Although the boys
  He was only seven years old. The girls and their mother went to the plantations to work in the fields. At least there they were in the fresh air. Together with their brother, they were naked and whipped by the overseer's whip,
  They pushed a wheelbarrow big enough for one adult slave. They worked hard. Summer in southern Italy is hot, of course, and when you're working hard, but in winter it's cool.
  The children quickly adapted to the stress. And within a year, they had noticeably strengthened. Even though they were eight years old, their bare feet had become calloused by the sharp stones. And then they were given the opportunity to push.
  A heavier wheelbarrow. And they began using them for other jobs as well. The slaves were fed well. They alternated work in the mine and on the surface so they wouldn't die so quickly.
  So the boys grew up and became stronger. And they were even accepted into the gladiator school as students. There, Albert and Geta met Spartacus, who had already won his freedom.
  and earned a good living as a fencing teacher and prepared an uprising.
  Initially, the slaves weren't very lucky-the plot was discovered. But a small band of slaves still managed to escape from the school. Reinforced by other escapees, they fled to Vesuvius.
  The Roman legionnaires' first attack on the summit was repelled. But then Spartacus was trapped. The slaves would have starved to death there. But Spartacus had the good sense to weave ladders.
  The slaves descended and suddenly slaughtered the Romans with a blow from the rear. This glorious victory made Spartacus famous, and he soon assembled a large army. He inflicted several defeats on the Romans, even defeating two consuls. And now his opponent was Crassus. Not only was he a fabulously wealthy patrician, but he was also a member of the triumvirate-Sulla, Pompey, and Crassus-and had battle experience. Julius Caesar refused to lead the Roman army against Spartacus. Besides, Julius was too young at the time and hadn't yet achieved much renown.
  authority. And Rome's most popular and best general, Pompey, was fighting in the East. So Crassus must be considered the best candidate. And Albert had his own scores to settle with him.
  His mother, wearing a tattered tunic and barefoot, toiled in the fields with her three daughters. She was deeply tanned by the sun, and her bare feet had become rough, but she looked even better.
  A forced diet and constant exercise had made her slim and muscular. And his mother, who was already in her thirties, had the waist of a young woman. The three daughters had grown up and gained strength. Their hair had bleached in the sun, and their skin had become darker. In short, the mother and five children had survived slavery. But where was the father?
  Did he perish in the campaigns or become rich? That's still a question!
  Albert, wearing only a loincloth, was running down the road. Something had to be done. Simply shooting down Euthybida with an arrow wasn't the answer. What else could he think of? How could he stop her from galloping up?
  To Kras? There may be many ideas, but they all have their flaws.
  Just like with Oenomaus. Albert hadn't had a good idea back then. Besides, he hoped Spartacus would arrive in time and prevent Consul Helius from defeating Oenomaus.
  But the calculations failed. The German accepted an unequal battle and even allowed the superior Roman forces to encircle two legions. And so they were trapped and annihilated.
  Spartacus, however, arrived a little late and didn't manage to save Oenomaus. True, the Romans were exhausted from the battle with the Germanic legions, and Spartacus's men quickly routed them.
  Defeating two Roman consuls with slaves was an unheard-of achievement. This made Spartacus truly invincible, and he was considered the greatest military leader of all time.
  But Spartacus did not march on Rome, but moved to northern Italy, where he again defeated the Roman troops that were supposed to protect the empire in the event of a Gaulish invasion. Albert himself then
  He fought like a hero. He was strong beyond his years, and like most boys, very agile. Albert, having been hardened in the quarries, always walked barefoot in a loincloth.
  bandage. Winter in Italy is quite mild, and frosts and snow are rare. Although, of course, when it does fall, and you run barefoot across the white, fluffy, and cool,
  It's even nice. The boy's soles are so calloused that they don't feel the cold. He runs around barefoot and naked in any weather, even in the rain, and doesn't even sneeze.
  And Geta is also his brother - almost a twin and the same age, almost as agile, seasoned and strong.
  Albert decided to ask his brother for advice on what to do.
  He quite logically suggested:
  "We have a tincture of sleepy berries. Come to Euthybida, pretending to want a love lesson, and slip it into her glass. And she'll sleep tonight and won't gallop off to Crassus's camp!"
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - Right! But we have to hurry!
  Euthybida was a short, dark-haired, fragile girl with small breasts. She could even be mistaken for a teenager. Albert didn't think she was old at all, and he eagerly went to learn a lesson in love. Euthybida took great pleasure in loving a child of such an age that he was just barely big enough to give pleasure.
  The girl. Although she was old enough to be Albert's mother, she looked so innocent and luscious that Albert was immediately overcome with a passion.
  Euthybida, however, wanted to finish faster this time. And there she began to shower the handsome boy Albert with kisses. Then she mounted him... And carried him away, in a wild ride. Albert was jumping on the swing of happiness. He felt wonderful and simply wonderful. Indescribable pleasure. And the boy, too, squealed like a piglet with delight, and moaned voluptuously.
  From Euthybides' wild orgasms. The hardest part is stopping. The Greek woman was very attractive and was carried away by the pursuit of pleasure. Albert, however, had developed phenomenal endurance in the quarries and the constant and brutal training of gladiatorial warriors. So he was capable of much. And both lovers had sex for several hours.
  By the end, they were exhausted, and Euthybida fell asleep on the boy's muscular stomach. Albert, with an effort of will, overcame sleep and poured a drop of tincture into the Greek woman's glass. Afterwards, Albert fell asleep with a clear conscience.
  Euthybida had indeed woken up and automatically reached for the goblet of wine, quickly finishing it. Then she resolutely headed for the exit. She had to inform Crassus of Spartacus's insidious plan. She was confident she would take revenge on the leader of the rebellion. Euthybida slipped on her sandals. She didn't want her feet to become rough. Although it was pleasant to tickle her bare, round,
  The boy's rough heel. He's so handsome, and his calloused sole hasn't completely lost its sensitivity, and you can tickle him to make him laugh.
  It would be a shame if such a boy were captured. But she would ask Crassus to give the boy to her, and he would become her domestic slave. And he would please her until he grew up.
  And then she will send him to the quarries... There is no better place for a gladiator to go to the circus, he fights very well with swords and will earn much more money in the arena.
  The girl galloped off on her horse. But before she could even get away from the camp, she spun around and fell off her horse. The sleeping berries had worked.
  At dawn, Spartacus broke camp to hide in ambush in the forest. Euthybida was found unconscious. No one could revive her. She was fast asleep. They placed her in a wagon used for transporting the wounded.
  Albert was very pleased that he had managed to free Spartacus's army from danger and that he had achieved so much.
  Meanwhile, Spartacus and Chris split up. The slaves had erected substantial fortifications and were thus able to withstand the assault of Crassus's army. Spartacus's men had covered all traces and camouflaged themselves.
  Every random shepherd was rounded up and detained. Not even a fly could get through.
  Crassus, having indeed received information that Spartacus and Chris had fallen out, moved his army to intercept them. He hoped to crush Chris and then take on Spartacus in earnest.
  Crassus's army was large, but also well-disciplined. Spartacus himself also managed to train slaves, and they defeated larger armies. And his army wasn't made up entirely of slaves.
  Many free citizens from the poor joined Spartacus. And this was truly a popular movement.
  Crassus advanced on Crisus, who, with thirty thousand rebel slaves, had holed himself up in a fortified area. Crassus threw six legions into the fray. They stormed the high rampart behind which the rebels had taken refuge. Crisus himself, a fighter slightly above average height, but very broad-shouldered and agile, one of the finest gladiators in Rome, rushed into the fray.
  She fought with two swords at once and stood on the walls. Slaves hurled stones and incendiary pots they had prepared in advance. The Romans suffered significant losses, and then their attack petered out. Many warriors from Crassus's army fell beneath the walls. Then, in a rage, Crassus ordered the deployment of eight more legions-practically his entire infantry. And the fierce assault resumed with renewed vigor.
  The Romans pressed forward, heedless of losses. They literally pelted every approach with their corpses. But they kept pushing. Chris fought alongside them.
  Albert also fought, deciding to remain with the rebels, who were almost three times outnumbered by the Romans, to cover them at their weakest point. Albert was a very agile and strong boy. His tanned and muscular body literally glistened with sweat. He fought like a true hero and demonstrated unwavering courage.
  And his bare heel hits the legionnaire in the chin. He passes out. And the boy chops again. He performs a windmill with his swords, and the severed head of the Roman falls.
  This is his courage and strength.
  Albert is an unyielding boy. And again the Roman soldiers fall and fall. And again the boy prince's bare, round heel breaks a legionary's jaw.
  Finally, Crassus throws his last reserve of fifteen thousand cavalry into battle. The entire army-and with reinforcements from Rome, it has reached eighty-five thousand-is thrown into the assault. And they are already overflowing.
  But Spartacus, seizing the moment just in time, leads forty thousand infantry and eight thousand cavalry out from behind the ambush. And a new battle begins. The slaves attack the Roman army.
  to the rear. And the blow and the onslaught are terrible.
  Spartacus himself goes into battle. He fights with two swords, so he can cut twice as hard. A true giant, as if woven from steel muscle. No one knows exactly how old Spartacus is.
  He was born free, but was captured as a boy. He was only nine years old then, but looked twelve, and was sent to the quarries. There he demonstrated his remarkable strength and endurance and was sold for large sums as a gladiator. The strongest and most agile slaves from the quarries were often sold to the schools of death. There one could
  Make a big profit. And whoever became a gladiator had a chance at freedom. All they had to do was survive a hundred fights. Spartacus survived and became famous.
  And after gaining his freedom, he joined the Roman army as a legionary. There, for valor and courage, he received the rank of centurion and several awards. But then, when the Romans invaded
  He fled Thrace and fought alongside his compatriots. He was captured again and sold as a gladiator, this time without the right to freedom. But he continued to shine in the arena.
  And ultimately, he was seduced by Sulla's beautiful wife, Valeria. And after Spartacus's latest resounding victory, she persuaded her formidable husband to pardon the hero.
  And Spartacus was freed again.
  Yes, he was a great man. And considered the finest gladiator in the entire Roman Empire. Now he was fighting with such menacing force, like a true hero from a bylina.
  The Romans were under double attack and were dying. It was a complete annihilation. Crassus, of course, was trying to save his own skin first and foremost.
  Clearly, he was no match for Spartacus in a sword fight. And yet, Spartacus' men defeated the Romans.
  Albert, while fighting, broke a Roman general's jaw with his bare foot. That's how brave he was. And that was his heroic epic. How this brave boy fought.
  And how the other warriors fought. Including Chris, Grannikus, and the rest. It was despair and bloodshed. The gladiator army was victorious, but the Roman army perished.
  The moisture of the Roman Empire fell into the earth. And this was a real catastrophe.
  And Crassus, riding a black stallion, fled the battlefield. And it was the rout and destruction of a large army. More than thirty thousand Romans were killed and more than fifteen thousand were captured.
  The army that stood in the way of Rome effectively ceased to exist. And now Spartacus's path to the Eternal City is open.
  At one time, slaves refused to return to their home countries. They wanted to march on Rome. And they experienced a remarkable triumph in this world and a defeat in real history.
  That's how the wheel of fortune turns. And what will happen next...
  Albert didn't have time to see this, because... he woke up and was hit by the overseer's whip.
  Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin flew to China after their nap. The conversation was constructive, but nothing concrete was discussed other than trade agreements. Unexpectedly, the Chinese offered to send their prisoners to Siberia, and that suited them.
  Then Gorbachev-Putin returned and ordered the construction of monuments to Mao Zedong and Deng Xiaoping.
  Afterwards I went to bed again and saw;
  Albert walked toward the city. He expected a change in his fate. And this inspired him. Soon he would be sold like cattle. And it would be beautiful.
  More accurately, it's disgusting. Who wants to subject themselves to such humiliation?
  The boy stamped his bare feet on the sand and sang:
  -Proud descendant of kings,
  I'm wandering like a slave and a fool!
  And then the guards hit him with a whip. He was forced to shut up. Once again, the august child was pulling a heavy cart, along with other children.
  The boy tried to imagine something pleasant.
  For example, he's a boy, attacking Attila's army, which is attacking Rome. And he fights with swords against the barbarian army that's encroaching on the empire's positions.
  Albert kicked the leader of the attacking horde in the jaw with his bare heel. He fell dead, and her teeth flew out of her mouth. And it's funny.
  Albert, fighting with the enemies, made a mill with his swords - cutting down the barbarians and sang:
  -Nobody could prove it,
  That we are all one...
  But believe there is a God,
  It's completely naive!
  Although the boy immediately remembered he was wrong. Satan, that is, and he had sold him his body. But how he could fight the horde. And the Devil in the form of a girl is so beautiful.
  Truly the most beautiful and perfect angel in the universe. Lucifer is the light-bringer! Now that's true power and strength.
  Albert imagined a girl in rags walking barefoot through the snow, leaving graceful footprints. Now that would be truly wonderful.
  The boy felt like he was in a fairy tale. And he really wanted to jump and leap. There he was, with two swords in his hands, rushing toward the guards leading the girl through the snow.
  Naturally, they're torturing her with the cold this way. And Albert himself, wearing only swimming trunks, is already hacking away desperately. He swings his swords in a windmill and chops off three heads at once.
  After which he says:
  - We are the strongest in the world!
  And the boy throws needles with his bare toes, striking the guards.
  Then he takes the girl by the arms and says:
  - Come with me!
  A teenage girl asks him:
  - Who are you?
  The boy replies with a sigh:
  -I'm a former prince!
  The girl declared decisively, stamping her bare foot on the snow:
  - There are no former princes!
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - Yes, I am a slave, but in spirit I am a king!
  And they, leaving traces of their bare feet, moved through the snow. In some ways reminiscent of Kai and Gerda.
  The girl asked Albert:
  - Do you have a kingdom?
  The boy replied:
  - Yes, I have!
  The girl nodded in agreement:
  - And we will be kings!
  Albert confidently confirmed:
  - Yes, we will!
  This is how wonderful it is to walk with your love. Even if in reality there is burning sand under your rough, bare soles, and in your imagination, icy snow.
  Yes, I must say this is very wonderful. And you are a boy and you are happy.
  And so the prince once again imagines himself fighting. And he bravely swings his swords, cutting down his enemies. No, the Roman Empire will last forever. One of Rome's problems is the frequent change of emperors and the lack of a stable dynasty. The most stable system in the world: the Vatican, managed to exist for two thousand years without losing its stability.
  But the Roman Empire didn't last that long, although it possessed fabulous qualities and resilience.
  And what would have happened... Albert imagined himself saving the emperor, Julian the Apostate, who had brought paganism back to Rome. And let's say a boy-terminator intervenes.
  into the course of history... And he cuts down the Parthians with his swords, saving the emperor. And Ancient Rome is victorious. And so Parthia becomes a Roman province. And Julian rules so long that he has time to have sons and grandsons. And his dynasty becomes stable and glorious. And Julian is called the Great. And the fashion for Christianity has passed. Although it did not remain without influence.
  In Rome, the chief god and creator of the universe, Cronus, emerged. He is the father and creator of other gods. That is, a semblance of monotheism. And the Sons of God, the Roman emperors, arose.
  Ancient Rome did not collapse; on the contrary, it survived for a long time, and humanity was united by the Romans into a single empire. It began to explore space.
  Yes, it was really very cool.
  The worldwide Roman Empire. And the most fashionable religion became Archhomotheism-that God is first and foremost man. And man truly became the most powerful being in
  universe spreading throughout the galaxy. So be it!
  Albert stamped his bare foot and squeaked:
  - Man, this sounds proud!
  And I thought that people are pathetic creatures, after all, for believing in the crucified Christ as if He were the almighty God. Indeed, believing such a thing is madness.
  How can people believe such things? Islam seems more logical, simpler, and more appealing in this regard. Follow the rules of Islam, and a harem, a palace, feasts, and slaves await you for eternity.
  Although, to be honest, why does Allah need Namaz or Ramadan? Really, why? Or what does the Hajj to Mecca give Allah? Remove burdensome commandments from Islam like
  Ban wine and pork, and the whole planet will follow suit. And really, what's wrong with pork? It's delicious, and pork matures quickly and is profitable. And what a juicy, plump little pig!
  Albert noted with a smile:
  - It's stupid to deprive yourself of good food because of a fairy tale!
  And drinking isn't bad either. Of course, in moderation, and good wine. Drinking a little red wine can even be beneficial. It's not like drinking ink or moonshine. And vodka is also beneficial, if you don't overdo it!
  Albert sang:
  - He really wanted to drink,
  He wanted to have a snack...
  He wanted the general,
  Give me a black eye in the face!
  And then the whip fell upon Albert. "There's no point in a naked slave singing," he said.
  But it's still much more fun. It's like when you think about something close to home. And how people lose joy and peace because of faith. Will people ever truly become smarter and more progressive?
  And will they fly to the stars? And will they dissolve and degenerate in a religious haze!
  Albert sighed heavily... Religion wasn't what he wanted at all. It was far better to sin and misbehave with impunity. That truly was the supreme sweetness.
  And when you fight enemies and win, it's even more so. And that's incredibly cool.
  The boy sang with enthusiasm:
  - I love you sin and I hope it's mutual!
  And the boy was hit on the back with a whip again... You won't get bored...
  They arrived in town late in the evening. The slaves were to be sold the following day. The boys were hosed down and fed... and this time, they were given a much more generous meal than usual: fish, meat, vegetables, and fruit. They were led to bunks with straw and blankets. They were then told the young slaves could sleep a little longer. And gain strength.
  In short, sleep well, handsome men.
  And Albert fell asleep and saw the continuation of his wonderful dream about Spartacus and his uprising.
  CHAPTER ? 13.
  Indeed, Crassus was defeated, and now the slaves were marching on Rome, their army growing. Within two weeks, more than twenty thousand slaves had joined Spartacus's army, bringing it to ninety-five thousand. The cavalry had also been reinforced.
  Spartacus stood near Rome. The remnants of Crassus's army, having received new reinforcements, gathered fifty thousand soldiers and settled in Capua. If the assault on Rome dragged on, they could attack from the rear. The Senate, terrified by Crassus's defeat, urgently recalled Pompey from Asia and Lucuma from Spain. But covering such great distances by ship required time. So now Spartacus faced a dilemma: should he storm Rome or finish off Crassus first? Crassus, too, was holding a fortified position in the city, and it wouldn't be so easy.
  Capua. And even if they did take it, the rebels' losses could have been so high that they wouldn't have had enough forces to attack Rome.
  Albert advised Spartacus to take Capua first. Moreover, the boy would try to find an underground passage there to capture Crassus's army with a surprise attack.
  Spartacus agreed. Every day, thousands of slaves and poor, formally free people, arrived to him. Slaves also escaped from Rome.
  Albert donned a dirty woman's tunic and washed his lush white hair. This made him look more like a girl with his pretty face. He hung penny bracelets with glass beads on his ankles and wrists. And he decided to infiltrate Capua disguised as a dancing girl. He had a real girl with him: his sister, Rhodopeia. Two dancing girls would arouse less suspicion.
  In those days, war was not considered a woman's business, much less something girls occupied with. But boy spies were quite common, and the Roman police were on guard.
  Rhodopeia and Albert padded barefoot. The weather was warm, and they didn't feel like wearing sandals. Especially since children in slavery had completely forgotten about wearing shoes at any time of year.
  Albert and his sister saw how another twelve thousand had just arrived in Capua - two legions of Roman soldiers transferred from the Eternal City, from where they had managed to arrive by sea.
  So, taking into account some reinforcements from the southern cities, Crassus should have around eighty thousand warriors. Leaving such an army in the rear is too risky...
  Rome is well fortified. It has one hundred and ten thousand free men capable of bearing serious arms and young and mature enough to defend themselves. So the Eternal City, with its powerful fortifications, won't be taken so easily. And this must be understood.
  In any case, the siege of Rome could drag on, and Crassus's thorn had to be removed. Spartacus already had over a hundred thousand soldiers, but a significant number of them were newcomers and newly recruited slaves.
  Plus, there were a multitude of Roman prisoners. Spartacus didn't know what to do with them. Execution was too cruel. But they demanded protection and food. However, Crassus, eager to bolster his ranks, offered a ransom in gold. However, Spartacus was reluctant to add to Crassus's already rapidly expanding army.
  Albert understood they had a difficult task and that simply entering the city would not suffice. The children, a boy and a girl, approached the gates. They were pretty and fair-haired, and the soldiers forced the girls to dance and sing for free, threatening to rape them. Euthybida had taught Albert to dance well, and Rhodopeia knew how to dance like many girls.
  They were pinched and let through...
  Albert sighed heavily. Euthybida had slept for three days straight and was very angry with Albert. But a woman's heart is paradoxical. Suddenly realizing how smart the boy was, she fell in love with him.
  With even greater passion. And she fell in love even more deeply, vowing never to harm the rebel cause again. Moreover, the image of Spartacus had faded, jealousy was forgotten, and she had a new passion: the young stallion Albert. And so the void in her soul would be filled.
  Besides, Euthybida herself was of average height for a woman and did not like large men, perhaps with the exception of Spartacus.
  She hoped Albert wouldn't be too big. Big men make it harder to get pleasure in bed. But the boy seemed quite normal for his age.
  only very strong and with muscular definition like Apollo. And how pleasant it is to hug and kiss someone so young. When the skin is smooth, clean, hairless and so soft to the touch,
  like a girl's. And kisses with a boy are so sweet.
  Albert, however, kept his plans secret from Euthybidus, just in case. He walked with his sister Rhodopeia through Capua.
  The girl asked him:
  - So where are we going to look for the hidden underground passage?
  The boy answered confidently:
  "We need to find the oldest woman in town. She'll probably know where the underground passage is hidden."
  Rhodopeia giggled and replied:
  "The oldest resident of the city might know, if she's not senile. How are we going to pay her?"
  Albert stated confidently:
  -Let's dance, or sing a song, or maybe both!
  The girl nodded in agreement:
  - If so, then we will definitely find it!
  The children stamped their bare feet on the warm cobblestones. They came out into the square and began singing and dancing. They also walked on their hands. The crowd, mostly soldiers, applauded subtly. They threw a few copper aces. At least there's enough for food. They could buy sandals, but for now that's unnecessary.
  Rhodopeia chose an older woman from the crowd and asked:
  -Who is the oldest resident of Capua?
  She looked at the girl and asked:
  - And why do you need this?
  Rhodopeia answered honestly:
  - We are young and we want knowledge!
  The woman answered with a smile:
  - If you want knowledge, you need to go to the oracle!
  The girl shook her head:
  - We need different knowledge!
  The woman looked at them suspiciously:
  "Are you Spartacus's spies by any chance? Maybe I should turn you over to the police so they can fry your heels?"
  Rhodopeia answered with a smile:
  "Why do we need this? We are free citizens of Rome, and we earn a good living. But if the slaves win, there will be ruin and destruction."
  The woman sighed and replied:
  "Perhaps... I'm afraid of these runaway slaves myself! But if you want to meet the oldest woman in town, she lives near the Temple of Venus. Incidentally, you wouldn't think she's very old. She was a priestess and served as a hetaera at the temple. She knows a lot!"
  Rhodopeia nodded:
  - Thank you! And what is her house like?
  The woman answered confidently:
  - It's yellow, you'll find it right away!
  The girl nodded again and approached the boy, squealing:
  - Went!
  Albert objected:
  - Let's sing a little more. It seems like the money is starting to flow in nicely.
  Rhodopeia was surprised:
  - Do you need money? All evil comes from money!
  The boy shook his head:
  - All evil does not come from money, but from the lack of it!
  The girl giggled and noted:
  - Maybe you're right! But if we don't work, we won't build happiness for ourselves!
  Albert shrugged and remarked:
  "I sometimes wonder, too, why did we even start a rebellion? Happiness won't fall on people's heads anyway. And maybe we'll end up destroying Rome. But the despotism of the empire..."
  be replaced by a dictatorship of each strong over each weak!
  Rhodopeia shrugged and remarked:
  - All power is violence... And the absence of power breeds violence. So it's possible for one despotism to replace another. And any despotism is better than complete anarchy.
  Just think, won't Spartacus become something like Caesar? And the one who was a slave will become a master, and the master a slave. But that won't change the essence. He who was nothing will become everything?
  Or, conversely, nothing? And in general, for there to be happiness on planet Earth, one would have to be an omnipotent God. For example, first and foremost, abolish old age and make all people eternal.
  young and beautiful. And having achieved the happiness of immortality, people will build it that way! Indeed, if you are eternally young and beautiful, then you have nowhere to rush. And the fact that people die is
  It's scary! And unfair - a person deserves to live forever!
  The children danced and sang a little while longer, collecting copper coins. Then they approached the Temple of Venus. And then they began to dance. One of the legionnaires grabbed Albert's leg and stroked it.
  The boy was disgusted and almost kicked the lecher in the chin with his bare heel, but he managed to restrain himself. The legionnaire tossed a silver coin and hissed:
  - Sleep with me and I'll give you gold!
  Albert squeaked:
  - I am a virgin! And I remain pure!
  He smiled obscenely and muttered:
  - You can do it with your mouth! I'll give you two gold coins!
  Albert jumped back. He felt like he was about to kill the debauchee. Oh well, the storm had passed.
  Having finished singing, the children approached the house of the former priestess and rang the bell.
  A boy in a loincloth opened the door. He bowed and remarked:
  - The lady doesn't like beggars!
  Albert shook the now rather heavy bag of coins:
  - We are not beggars!
  The boy became cheerful:
  - Come in!
  The priestess lay on the sofa. She really did look quite young, and her white hair glistened. She looked to be thirty-five, maybe no more than forty, a rather beautiful woman.
  She jumped up from the sofa abruptly, showing that she had not lost her agility, and asked:
  - What do you want, boy?
  Albert gurgled:
  - I'm a girl...
  The woman laughed:
  - I see right through you! You're a boy and a spy of Spartacus!
  Albert replied with a smile:
  - Is it bad to help a just cause?
  The priestess logically noted:
  "So you destroy the Roman Empire, and then what? There will be small states, but slavery and suffering will remain. And maybe even more!"
  Albert logically noted:
  - So we want to build a just state, where there would be no slaves, and no masters, and everyone would be equal!
  The priestess noted:
  "No one can be equal! You, for example, are a much stronger and more agile warrior than your peers! People are unequal from birth, and therefore inequality is eternal!"
  The boy nodded:
  "But we want to build a state where everyone has equal opportunities from birth. And where no one is sold into slavery. We want eternal freedom for everyone, and no bloody sacrifices to the gods. We want all children to go to school, and the elderly to be cared for. And in the future, we will develop science and invent medicines so that people won't grow old and suffer from backbreaking labor."
  The priestess nodded and shook her head:
  - Dreams... But who will hold the barbarians in their hands if they win?
  Albert stated confidently:
  "We will establish an electoral democracy and a parliament. And we will grant equal rights to everyone. Then we will have a democratic state, and we will force the rich by law to share with the poor."
  And there will be socialism, and a kingdom of freedom and prosperity!
  The priestess shrugged and remarked:
  "The world is far more complex than we imagine in our dreams. But come on, my boy! What do you want to know from me?"
  Albert replied with a smile:
  - The place where the underground entrance to the city is located!
  The priestess nodded and winked:
  "Although I don't really believe that slaves will be able to build a just and happy kingdom, but... I'll help you then! But in exchange, you handsome man, will make love to me."
  Albert was embarrassed:
  - But we have such a big age difference!
  The woman, who was much older than she looked, nodded:
  - Yes, a lot. I still remember Hannibal! But sex with young boys prolongs my youth! So you'll give me a piece of your youth, invincible hero, and I'll stay young longer.
  Besides, I've never seen such a handsome boy as you. And a fire of passion is raging within me!
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - Your will, mistress!
  The woman nodded:
  - Come to me, little rooster! Don't be afraid!
  The age difference was enormous, and it embarrassed Albert. But the experienced woman's skillful touch aroused the boy. He worked selflessly, surging with excitement.
  Then into the cold. It required tongue work, but Albert had experience, and with a woman, such a thing wasn't unpleasant for an overexcited boy. The former priestess moaned loudly with unheard-of pleasure. It took several hours of work.
  The priestess was temperamental and relentless. Albert felt terribly tired and was at the limit of his strength. Finally, the woman, sated by the cascade of orgasms, also tired out.
  And she cooed:
  "There's an underground passage in the Temple of Venus, right under the altar. Open the door by pressing the parrot's eyes three times. Then you can go out and find the entrance outside the city!"
  Albert nodded:
  - Thank you very much!
  The priestess growled:
  - Thank you so much! I've never experienced such incredible pleasure! Simply indescribable delight!
  The boy nodded in agreement:
  - Yes, this is truly great!
  The woman nodded:
  - Well, go! Or rather, no! Leave the bag of copper coins! This will be my payment for the lessons in love. And now it's dark, go. Before the temple closes, go in there as worshipers.
  And take a small copper coin from the bag. Pay at the entrance. And then you'll get your bearings!
  Albert nodded. Although he felt annoyed when he handed over the money, the old woman had forced a very handsome and muscular boy to sleep with her, and even charged money for it.
  But at least the task is accomplished.
  Albert and Rhodopeia left the house. Albert rinsed his mouth in the fountain. And he felt very hungry. But he had to hurry before the Temple of Venus closed.
  This is not the first time that a slave has to endure hunger.
  The boy and girl entered snoring. The guard at the entrance took a coin and made them wipe their bare, dusty, almost childish, but rough feet on a wet rag.
  Albert thought he was quite grown up. He slept with women, killed enemies with a sword, and was Spartacus' confidant, taking part in military councils. Some even say he was Spartacus's illegitimate son, although in reality, in this dream, his father was a Roman patrician from a noble family.
  Rubbing your bare feet against a wet cloth feels pleasant and slightly ticklish. But the guards look lustfully at your bare, tanned, clear-skinned feet.
  They think he's a girl. Maybe his legs are a bit too muscular, but they're beautiful. No wonder the priestess clung to him so tightly. Albert suddenly thought he might as well stay a boy, since Satan was master of his body. The upside is you'll never grow old; the downside is you'll never grow up. But if women love you, and grown men obey you, then what's the point of freaking out?
  Albert and Rhodopeia approached the altar. They bowed. The boy saw a parrot. Its eyes were made of green glass, which an uninitiated eye might easily mistake for emerald.
  And the plumage was gilded. Albert quickly reached out and pressed his eyes. Once, then twice, and three times... A smooth noise was heard, and the child scouts quickly leaped into the passage under the slab.
  They ran down the corridor. It was dark. But Albert, to his surprise, saw in the darkness like a cat, or even an owl, or maybe even better. And he pulled Rhodopeia along with him.
  The tunnel was damp and cool. Albert didn't care, but Rhodopeia remarked:
  - It's a bit chilly and the mice are squeaking!
  Albert said with a sigh:
  - No fun! Hurry up.
  They ran further. The boy tugged at the girl's hand. And then they came to a stone slab. This must have been a hidden underground exit. Rhodopeia remarked:
  - Why didn't you ask how to open the exit?
  Albert answered honestly:
  "After such intense lovemaking, your brain literally boils. But don't worry. It's clear that something needs to be pressed or turned. We'll search and find it!"
  And the boy began to feel the tiles... This took quite a while. Albert checked every crack and crevice, probing carefully. And finally, he managed to catch something.
  Although she was already very hungry and thirsty. The girl Rhodopeia sighed heavily too. She was hungry. And her bare feet in the dungeon had begun to freeze at night when she stood still.
  And the girl jumped up and down to warm herself. Finally, the boy found the lever and pressed it three times. And the powerful marble slab slid back. And the children's eyes were pierced by the light.
  Dawn was already breaking.
  They were shivering and hungry, but they were glad to emerge into the sun. Now they could be content. The mission was accomplished, and off to Spartacus...
  And the children ran as fast as they could, their bare, pink, round heels flashing. The girl fell behind, and the boy-terminator surged ahead. And finally, he reached the camp.
  Spartacus met him immediately and ordered the army to advance. They decided to attack that very night. Crassus had over eighty thousand warriors. And of course, with nearly equal forces, they couldn't storm the walls of Capua. Instead, they could strike a surprise blow.
  Rhodopeia, lagging behind Albert, nearly fell into the clutches of one of the legionnaires. Seeing a lone, fair-haired, and very beautiful teenage girl, the barbarian rushed after her.
  The girl's light, bare feet prevented him from catching up. But she grew angry. And when the legionnaire began to gasp from running so fast, Rhodopeia took out her needle and, spinning around with all her might,
  He stabbed the bastard in the throat. And very deftly hit him right in the carotid artery. So this girl also knew how to kill.
  Spartacus praised her and even gave her a gold coin with a portrait of Alexander the Great.
  After which the army continued moving.
  At first, everything went according to plan and like clockwork. The most experienced and powerful warriors entered the passage first. They forced their way into the Temple of Venus and knocked out the priests. Then, thousands of slaves marched through Capua at night. But at that moment, twenty-five thousand fresh soldiers arrived at Crassus's side. Four legions of five thousand each from the maritime colonies, and a fifth from the city itself.
  Altogether, this allowed them to match Spartacus's army. However, the Romans were caught off guard at night in Capua, and many thousands of legionaries were killed immediately, unable to offer resistance.
  And this allowed the rebels to seize the initiative. But there was a fair amount of fighting involved. Albert swung two swords at once, lopping off heads. Rhodopeia and Geta's brother used lighter sabers in the fight.
  The other sisters fought too, and even Albert's mother. She was a physically strong woman who benefited from slavery, acquiring a beautiful figure.
  Albert, cutting down the Romans, sang:
  - Spartacus is a great valiant fighter,
  He raised the slaves against the evil yoke...
  I believe the dream will not end,
  And happiness will not be a part of a moment!
  So the brave boy and the other warriors, both male and female, fought fiercely. And the warriors fell, cut down. In Capua, most of the Roman soldiers were killed within the first hour.
  Most of the fighting was done by twenty-five thousand fresh warriors. But Spartacus, fighting confidently with two swords, managed to surround them, taking advantage of the resulting numerical superiority.
  And it was a great victory.
  Albert fought. The boy's bare, round heel broke another Roman general's jaw. Now that's a real Terminator boy. And he fights and destroys.
  And more and more Roman warriors fall, slain, and with their heads cut off. Spartacus and Chris are slashing with two swords. And Crassus, once again, runs away in cowardice.
  And this, of course, was a great despicable act. And in a fierce battle, the Roman army was partially slaughtered and partially captured. The rout was complete; no more than five managed to escape from Capua.
  thousands of Romans. There were almost thirty thousand prisoners alone. And their maintenance became a problem.
  In any case, now Spartacus"s hands are free and he can confidently march on Rome.
  Vladimir-Mikhail, Gorbachev-Putin, having woken up again, began to take steps. In particular, he ordered that children go barefoot in the summer and save shoes. Women should also go barefoot.
  Men also received the right to have up to four wives, and that's cool.
  Having made such reforms, Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep;
  Albert was awakened by the sound of a whip on his bare, boyish feet. The overseer roughly pushed the nearly naked boy and shouted:
  - Get up, slave!
  The former prince rose with a sigh. His body was lean and sinewy, his skin almost black from the sun. His hair, already fair, had been bleached white, like snow.
  He rose and went to breakfast with the other slave boys. Breakfast, of course, was rather modest-porridge with vegetables. Especially in the desert, you can't really cook meat. And a little water, too.
  The slave boys quickly swallowed their portion. Then they approached the rope and allowed their hands to be tied. After which they were driven down the street again.
  True, this time the market was already close and this at least promised some changes.
  People on the streets looked at the boys. There were many local boys, too. They came in all shapes and sizes: some in caftans, some in robes, some half-naked, some barefoot, some with shoes. They were usually wealthier.
  They preferred shoes and even boots, despite the heat. Adult men, even the poor, preferred sandals, but children and women, depending on their income.
  The poor were barefoot, while the wealthier ones wore shoes. However, even the poor women wore robes and covered their faces, though they showed off their bare heels. There were also slave boys who swept the streets almost naked, or even completely naked.
  So the young slaves were taken first to the market bathhouse. And they were washed again. The boys' swimming trunks and loincloths were removed. Beautiful maidservants helped them wash.
  Albert felt the shame and anxiety of a young man, especially when he was scrubbed with washcloths. The boys' dusty, rough feet were scrubbed especially thoroughly. So they were given a chance to rinse.
  mouth and brushed teeth. They combed their wet hair. Some of the boys' overly shaggy hair was cut. Albert felt a strong sense of excitement from the many naked slaves.
  The others seemed oblivious to the boys' excitement and nervousness. They were simply preparing the goods for sale, and that was their duty.
  Albert's male perfection became aroused and swollen. He felt quite ashamed. He covered it with his hands. Some of the boys' erections also became erect.
  They twitched violently, their faces were scarlet from shame and embarrassment.
  But bargaining is bargaining... Slaves are sold, according to Arabic teaching, completely naked. So that the owner can see all the flaws. And no one cares about shame. A slave is, first and foremost,
  An animal. Can an animal be ashamed? And does an animal even have clothes? So go ahead and go naked for all to see.
  The boys looked thin and wiry.
  In theory, it would be better to fatten them up before the auction, but there's no time. I have to sell them now. Besides, a dry, skinny slave is usually more resilient than a well-fed one.
  Albert and the other boys were oiled to make their bodies shine and make their muscles appear more defined. Then they were brought to the bargaining table.
  There was an auction going on. They were selling women, quite beautiful ones, and young girls, and even little girls. They were selling grown men, and young men, and even old men. Only old women.
  They didn't sell it - it's obviously disgusting.
  The boys were lined up and led out onto the platform. They started with the smaller ones.
  The first to come out was a child of about eight years old. He was very thin, his ribs protruded, and his head seemed large and his neck thin.
  Not an attractive specimen.
  The master of ceremonies said:
  - One dinar is the starting price...Whoever bids more...
  A murmur ran through the crowd of bearded men and burqa-clad women. Apparently, the boy hadn't impressed them. They weren't exactly eager to part with the gold dinar, either.
  A man in a turban and a big belly said:
  - Let me take the whole batch of children from you for twenty dinars, and don"t waste our time!
  The merchant shrugged and replied:
  "There's a boy there, a prince from a European country. He'll be sold separately. And I'll give you all the others for thirty dinars!"
  The merchant in a luxurious turban roared:
  "Twenty is enough. Boys are good for working in mines and quarries. But they die quickly there, not allowing the work to pay off properly."
  The merchant replied with a smile:
  "A couple of the boys are handsome; they could be bought as servants for housework. And anyway, let there be bargaining!"
  Another merchant agreed:
  - Let them bring out the whole batch, and we will decide whether to buy or not to buy!
  Albert was left alone behind a screen, and the naked, sun-blackened boys were brought out onto the platform. A couple of them actually looked quite presentable. And there was a stir.
  Another merchant reported:
  - I'll give you twenty-five dinars for everyone!
  The first merchant growled:
  - Thirty and that's the final price!
  Another merchant in a turban with rubies reported:
  - Then thirty-one dinars!
  The merchant raised his hammer and chanted:
  - Thirty-one dinars one, thirty-one dinars two, what's more? Thirty-one dinars three!
  CHAPTER ? 14.
  The boys were driven toward their master. They were sold like cattle. And it was a cruel move.
  Now it was Albert's turn. Barefoot and naked, the boy was brought out to the auction block. Albert truly had a handsome, though thin, yet sinewy, well-defined figure, and a sweet, childish face. He was a very handsome boy, even though his ribs were showing. His hair was white, slightly golden, and neatly trimmed.
  The warden shouted:
  - Open your mouth, boy!
  The boy prince opened...
  The warden exclaimed:
  - Look how white, clean, and strong his teeth are. Let's start the bargaining at fifteen dinars!
  One of the merchants shouted:
  - Let him lift the stone!
  Albert was led to the stone used to test slave strength. The boy struggled to lift it off the floor and slung it over his chest. He then lifted it, pushing it forward, using his legs to help him over his head.
  The merchant nodded:
  - Not bad for his age! I'll give him sixteen dinars!
  The other man smirked and said seventeen!
  A cry was heard: eighteen!
  The merchant spoke again:
  Twenty!
  There was a pause. Albert stood there completely naked, and suddenly he felt humiliated and ashamed. The shame gave way to agitation, and his masculine perfection began to rise.
  A woman in a rich burqa gurgled:
  - Twenty-five dinars!
  Snide jokes were heard.
  - Now she's found herself a real man!
  - This is a new toy!
  The merchant nodded and began to speak:
  - Twenty-five dinars one, twenty-five dinars two... Well, whoever has more.
  The merchant who had previously bought all the slaves muttered:
  - Thirty dinars!
  The neighbor asked in surprise:
  - For one as for twenty boys?
  The merchant nodded:
  - I feel he's worth it!
  The merchant began to howl:
  - Thirty dinars one, thirty dinars two...
  The woman interrupted and growled:
  - Thirty-five dinars!
  The merchant nodded:
  - That's right, thirty-five dinars one, thirty-five dinars two...
  The merchant spoke again:
  - Forty dinars!
  The merchant sang forty dinars once, forty dinars twice...
  The woman in the rich burqa squeaked:
  - Forty-five dinars!
  The merchant chirped:
  - Forty-five dinars one, forty-five dinars two...
  The merchant growled:
  - Fifty dinars!
  His neighbor said with surprise:
  - Fifty dinars for a boy? You could buy a good girl for that money!
  The merchant grinned:
  - And he is as good as the girl!
  The woman shouted:
  - Sixty dinars!
  The merchant did not give in:
  - Seventy!
  -Eighty!
  -Ninety!
  The women shouted:
  - One hundred dinars!
  A dinar is a gold coin, and one hundred dinars is already a considerable sum, and a pause ensued.
  The merchant raised his hammer and began to chant:
  - One hundred dinars one! One hundred dinars two! Whoever gives the most, one hundred dinars three... And before the hammer could fall, the first merchant blurted out:
  - One hundred and ten dinars!
  The audience whistled...
  The merchant raised his hammer and said:
  - One hundred and ten dinars one, one hundred and ten dinars two...
  The woman said harshly:
  - One hundred twenty dinars!
  The first merchant who offered twenty dinars for the boys asked sarcastically:
  - Aren't you asking too much for the rooster?
  The woman stated decisively:
  - That's my business! What do you need this old stump for?
  The merchant with the emerald-decorated turban replied:
  - You'll find out! Well, okay, one hundred and thirty dinars!
  The woman did not give in and growled firmly:
  - One hundred and forty!
  The merchant muttered:
  - One hundred fifty!
  The woman said decisively:
  - Two hundred dinars!
  The merchant whistled:
  "For that kind of money, you could buy yourself a slave of rare beauty. Don't you think your husband, the emir, would be furious if he found out how much you spend on a pretty boy?"
  The woman remarked harshly:
  "I brought the emir his position and wealth, he knows he owes it to my father! But what do you need this handsome boy for?"
  The merchant muttered in response:
  - Three hundred dinars!
  The woman replied with a smirk:
  - Four hundred!
  The merchant barked:
  - Five hundred!
  The woman said harshly:
  - A thousand dinars!
  A murmur went through the ranks of merchants and traders. One of them remarked:
  "The boy is handsome, but why so much for him? Rarely have so many people paid so much for the most beautiful women!"
  The merchant confirmed:
  - For a thousand dinars your husband will definitely skin you alive!
  The emir's wife, wearing a burqa, replied:
  - And it will be even worse for you, lustful goat!
  Cooper growled:
  - Two thousand dinars!
  The woman, without giving in, replied:
  - Three thousand!
  The merchant boomed:
  - Four thousand!
  The woman threw:
  - Five thousand!
  The merchant shouted at the top of his lungs:
  - Ten thousand dinars!
  A heavy pause ensued... The price for a single slave was unheard of. A murmur swept through the crowd of merchants. It truly seemed foolish to pay so much for a boy.
  about thirteen years old, albeit very handsome and muscular...
  Moreover, Albert's masculine perfection had diminished. The woman suddenly felt disappointed in her new toy and fell silent. Wasn't this really too much?
  The merchant, seeing the pause, raised his hammer and began to pronounce:
  "Ten thousand dinars one, ten thousand dinars two, who'll give more? Ten thousand dinars three!" But before the hammer could strike, a voice was heard:
  - One hundred thousand dinars!
  Everyone looked around. A man dressed entirely in black and wearing a special suit entered the room. His face was covered by a black mask.
  The merchant lost the power of speech and froze, frozen in bewilderment.
  The man in the black cloak and mask confirmed:
  - One hundred thousand dinars!
  The merchant nodded in agreement:
  - Of course, the great one! And he began to chant: one hundred thousand dinars, one hundred thousand dinars twice... Who will give more? One hundred thousand dinars three! Sold to the gentleman in the black cloak and mask!
  Here the merchant intervened and said:
  - This man is unknown to us! Does he have such a huge sum?
  A man in a black cloak and mask said:
  - There are sacks of gold on the camels! Just enough to pay for this boy! You can count them if you want!
  The merchant nodded:
  - It's yours! You can own it however you want! Considering how much you paid, I can offer you a chain for free!
  The man in the black cloak nodded:
  - A chain wouldn't hurt the little beast! Until then, have fun!
  Albert shuddered. They placed a collar and chain around his neck and handed the end over to his new master. There was something very sinister and evil about it. And the boy sensed that this was not a good sign.
  The man in the black mask and cloak tugged at the chain and muttered:
  - Well, come on, my new slave! Let's see if you live up to the expectations and expenses.
  Albert followed him obediently. He was led out into the street. There, indeed, sacks of gold were being unloaded from the camels. Albert wondered: why had they paid such a huge amount of money for him?
  If you can buy a decent adult male slave for ten dinars, then twenty boys went for thirty-one dinars. Only for women of amazing beauty sometimes
  the price went over a thousand dinars.
  But to pay a hundred thousand for a single slave! It's unthinkable! After all, such a sum would be the ruler's entire treasury. Albert was chained to an elephant, upon which his new master mounted.
  And the four horsemen kept a watchful eye on the boy. And Albert set off again. His bare, rough soles slapped the pavement. He was naked and thin,
  and people looked at him and laughed.
  Is it really worth paying that much for a boy? Maybe it's wild love?
  Albert walked along, lost in thought. Why was the merchant willing to pay ten thousand dinars for him? Surely not to send him to the quarries. And not for sexual pleasures.
  Surely he knows something about Albert's origins. That he's the prince of a rich country. Perhaps the merchant was hoping to ransom Albert? Or sell him to his own father, the king?
  This version seemed quite plausible. Although it was still unknown whether you would receive the ransom, and ten thousand dinars-the price of a thousand adult slaves-had to be paid now.
  May the ways of the Lord be mysterious.
  Although whether this God exists or not... Albert coughed. Well, no, he sold his body to Satan, which means God must exist! How could it be otherwise? If there is a shadow,
  Then there must be light. It may be that there is no shadow if there are several lights. But there is always light when there is a shadow.
  Albert sighed heavily. He thought, why did they pay a hundred thousand for him? At least not to kill him so easily, and that's a plus. But what if something happens to him?
  Something scarier than death? And that's a minus! What if they want to use him as a girlfriend?
  Albert sighed heavily and quickened his pace. They left the city and walked through the desert. The boy walked along, trying to imagine something more enjoyable...
  All kinds of campaigns, wars, medieval battles.
  The boy imagined the time of Richard the Lionheart. There, he'd already fought in his dreams and defeated everyone. And now imagine how the Order wanted to burn the unfortunate Jewish girl.
  Rebecca. She's so beautiful and innocent. She has so much charm and warmth. And yet, the girl was led to the stake, surrounded by guards. Her figure looked pale.
  The girl walked with quiet steps, and her beautiful face seemed calm, although it was clear that her eyes were blazing with either fear or anger.
  All her jewelry and brightly colored oriental fabrics were removed. Rebecca's head remained uncovered except for two rather long black braids that hung down her white robe.
  The girl's small feet were bare. And it was clear Rebecca was suffering from a moral humiliation: her wealthy Jewish wife was forced to walk barefoot, like a poor commoner.
  And physically too. The day was cloudy and quite chilly, and the girl's bare soles weren't used to the sharp pebbles and gravel of the road. Rebecca began to wince and
  limp on both legs. She, of course, wasn't used to walking barefoot, especially in Britain, where even in summer it's not very warm and often cloudy. And he, after all, is the daughter of Palestine with
  warmer and drier climate.
  And it's humiliating when men see bare, round, slightly dusty heels and even make snide jokes. Of course, they didn't strip Rebecca of all her jewelry and shoes because they wanted to.
  special humiliation.
  The monks feared that she might have amulets and talismans, which Satan supplies to his followers to prevent them from repenting even under torture.
  And women suspected of being witches were led to execution barefoot. This supposedly reduced their demonic power. The earth is God's, after all, and when bare feet touch it, a witch
  Charged with divine energy and losing some of its power. In any case, Rebecca, barefoot and dressed in white clothes of the coarsest linen, made a touching impression.
  Many women looked at her and marveled at how beautiful she was, even in the modest clothes of a suicide bomber being led to the stake. And how graceful and chiseled her bare feet were.
  roads that don't attract dust. And that the natural beauty of her bare, maiden feet is far more beautiful than shoes studded with diamonds.
  Here Rebecca, growing lame, her bare, delicate feet stumbling, approaches a stack of firewood and straw. This is where she is to be burned. And before her execution, she is tied to a stake and chained.
  Of course it hurts when a chain digs into a girl's tender body. And how chilly it is to stand still on a cool day at the end of summer, in cloudy weather. When the sun is only
  Only occasionally does it peek out from behind the clouds. Rebecca has nothing on her body except a robe. The nuns stripped everything down to the skin and gave her a robe purely for the sake of decency.
  So standing motionless, chained, is also chilly, and the chains hurt, the bare feet get cold from the wind, and ache from the strain of standing.
  Now Rebecca's only hope lies in a protector. He must face the Templar Order's finest warrior, Brian, who boasts great strength and endurance.
  Ivanhoe, however, managed to knock him out of the saddle. But now he's seriously wounded. Richard the Lionheart can still compete with Brian, but he can't fight for a Jewish woman, or rather
  It's unlikely he'll want to - it's not a royal matter.
  So Brian is calm and confident that he can defeat anyone. And then the impudent girl who rejected his love will simply be burned. And the witch will be scattered in her ashes. Then they will be burned and
  her morocco boots, embroidered with pearls, and clothes with all the demonic decorations.
  Brian looks at Rebekah. How beautiful she is, tied to the post like this, or rather, chained. And she looks so touching, and uniquely dramatic.
  And time passes. The girl is freezing and twitching. The chains on her jingle. It's obvious she's suffering from being chained to the post. Her bare feet are red from the cold.
  How unpleasant it is for her. And how scared she must be...
  The fire will certainly warm you, and the flames will lick your round, maiden heel with a predatory lick. And you'll smell the barbecue, like roasting lamb. And it will be excruciatingly painful.
  And the girl will scream. And the flames will rise, higher and higher. Her white robe will burn, and the whole crowd will see her completely naked, chained.
  And the white skin will blister and turn red. And then it will start peeling off. And the meat will fry and sizzle like it's in a frying pan. And it will be simply unbelievably painful.
  And Rebecca will scream in unbearable pain. And the flesh will begin to fall from her bones. And the bones will become exposed, turning black. And the girl will lose consciousness from the pain and become silent. Silent forever. And her soul will fly to a special hell for Jews. There will be a special hell for unbaptized Jews. Where they will be tormented according to their deeds.
  And apparently, Rebecca, as an innocent soul, will be punished less harshly. She will be flogged, beaten a little with sticks on her bare, round heels. And then thrown into prison. And Rebecca will sing there,
  and glorify their Jewish saints. From time to time, the jailer-devils will come to her and beat her again with sticks on her gracefully shaped bare heels. Because sinners must receive
  on the heels as painfully as possible.
  And they'll still beat her with rods, and then roast her like a witch with fire, scorching her beautiful breasts, like two melons.
  Knight Brian was lost in his dreams. Time passed...and now the last hour of the defender's arrival was almost up.
  The Grand Master of the Order gives the signal to begin the execution.
  The executioner strikes a spark with a flint and lights a torch soaked in saltpeter. Rebecca cries out in fear and relief. She's so chilled by the wind that she simply wants to warm up.
  Although it is clear that the fire will warm only for a moment, and then it will burn and scorch, and will strip both the skin and the flesh.
  The executioner had already begun to hold the torch to the straw when the crowd began to roar. In the distance, a small white horse galloped past, with a small rider on it.
  The Grand Master of the Order shouted:
  - Stop, executioner!
  He froze literally an inch from the straw. Sir Brian was indignant:
  - He's late! The defense attorney's arrival deadline has expired!
  The Grandmaster replied angrily:
  - Are you afraid to fight the boy?
  The Grandmaster's retinue began to murmur approvingly:
  - Fight correctly! What are you afraid of, coward!
  Brian said angrily:
  - I'll knock the arrogance out of him!
  The Templar initially thought it was Ivanhoe, despite his wound, wanting to fight him. But this warrior was even smaller and shorter than Sir Brian's previous assailant.
  And the horse was different. And the armor...
  Well then... Brian felt a sense of relief. Rumors hadn't yet reached him that this thirteen-year-old boy had won the knight's tournament, knocking Richard the Lionheart off his horse.
  Heart and Ivanhoe. There was no mail back then. And rumors abounded that the tournament was won by a true giant, not some boy.
  So Sir Brian was calm.
  And he confidently said:
  - I accept the challenge!
  His confidence grew even more when Albert took off his helmet and everyone saw his childish, handsome face, blond hair and blue eyes.
  One of the women even shouted:
  - Have pity on the child!
  The Grandmaster asked Albert:
  - Do you really want to fight the glorious Sir Briant, boy?
  The young prince confidently declared:
  - Yes, and save Rebekah!
  The grandmaster doubted:
  - But Sir Brian is our best knight, and you are just a child! Do you have enough strength?
  Albert replied harshly:
  - Swearing will show what a child I still am!
  The grandmaster turned to the tied Jewish woman:
  - Are you ready to accept this young man as your protector?
  Rebecca replied with a groan:
  - Do whatever you want!
  The Grandmaster nodded:
  - Alright! Begin! Which spears do you prefer - blunt or sharp?
  Sir Brian barked:
  - Of course they are spicy!
  Albert nodded:
  - Let them be sharp - if his life is not dear!
  The Templar chuckled:
  - Confident as all teenagers! Let's see how I knock you off your horse!
  Albert answered logically:
  - Don't boast while riding to battle, but boast while riding from battle!
  The Grandmaster shouted:
  - Let's hurry! The chained girl is freezing!
  The knights rode off. The Templar had a large, black horse, and he himself was large in black armor. Albert's armor was like a mirror; his horse was small, but very fast and white as
  snow. Like a duel between good and evil, between black and white.
  The Templar remarked harshly:
  - I want to kill him, and at the same time I feel sorry for the child!
  So they parted. If Sir Brian had known what a serious and dangerous opponent he had, he wouldn't have been so self-confident. Albert also understood that his enemy was strong, and few
  He's inferior to Richard the Lionheart. But if you've defeated the most legendary king, what's a Templar to you?
  At the sound of the gong, both warriors rushed toward each other. Dust rose in a cloud. Rebecca whispered:
  - O Great Jehovah, save the child!
  Albert took the blow on his shield and slid his spear to the right, then hit the enemy on the visor with a quickened movement and a bend in his body. This was a blow that was brilliantly executed in
  Albert, like Ivanhoe, had done just as well, and perhaps even better, accelerating his movement with his strong, youthful torso. And Sir Brian fell like a sack from a horse.
  The crowd roared with delight, and the women gasped. Everyone thought the order's finest knight would knock down the boy, but what if this happened...
  Sir Brian fell and desperately tried to get up, but his body in the armor did not obey him well.
  The Grandmaster announced:
  - God's judgment has been fulfilled! Young warrior, what is your name?
  The boy bowed and replied:
  - Albert!
  The Grandmaster continued:
  - Albert! You defeated the order's finest warrior and rescued the Jewish woman, Rebecca, daughter of Isaac, who was accused of witchcraft. Now she is free and has her former clothes and jewelry returned to her!
  The assistant whispered in the ear of the head of the order:
  - Or maybe we should confiscate her property for the treasury?
  The Grandmaster growled:
  - Don't be stupid! This is treachery! Come on, take the chains off the girl and untie her from the post!
  The warriors and executioners joyfully began to unwind the chains that bound Rebecca! The music began to play. The people were pleased, especially the women. How sweet this one truly is!
  The Jewish girl's rescue only brings joy.
  Albert bowed to the Grandmaster and stated:
  - Justice has triumphed!
  The Grandmaster agreed:
  - Here it is, the supreme judgment of God! And now, my knight, perhaps you will feast with us! And would you like to enter the service of the order?
  Albert shrugged:
  - I am a prince and I serve my kingdom! And about the feast... Excuse me, but first I will deliver Rebekah under my guard to her father. Otherwise, she might be kidnapped again. The forests are full
  robbers and knight adventurers!
  The Grandmaster nodded:
  - Bon voyage! But know that the road to serving the Order is always open!
  Rebecca was led back to her cell, where she was to be given back her former clothes and the confiscated jewelry. The girl, in joy, slapped her bare, chiseled feet, not
  Feeling the sharpness of the stones and the cold, although it was already getting dark... And the sun disappeared behind the horizon. The girl's bare, pink, surprisingly clean, round heels flashed.
  She walked quietly to her execution, barely maintaining her composure. But now she was joyful and literally fluttering. And she seemed even more beautiful. Her face was no longer so pale,
  and turned pink with excitement, adding color and beauty. And the girl now resembled a mischievous child.
  Albert sang with delight:
  Who is used to fighting for victory,
  Let him sing with us...
  He who is cheerful laughs,
  He who seeks will achieve,
  He who seeks will always find!
  Rebecca ran into the cell. The nuns followed her to help her dress. Albert dismounted. They brought him a goblet of fine, aged wine.
  This wine is natural and sweet and tastes very pleasant.
  Albert drank it with pleasure and felt a surge of strength. He felt healthy and cheerful. He longed for all sorts of heroic deeds. The boy even sang:
  - I'm used to fighting in all sorts of ways,
  I've seen the bottom of at least a few bottles...
  But we never fell in love -
  A long time ago! A long time ago!
  A long time ago!
  Rebecca had returned. She limped heavily. Her boots were uncomfortable on her worn feet. She had thrown a shawl over her face, and now her beauty was hidden.
  Her dress was really bright and had a lot of embellishments. The monks and nuns didn't steal anything. And it looked really great. More precisely, it suited Albert perfectly.
  He liked it better when Rebecca was in a white robe and barefoot. Her bare feet made the boy feel a little manly. But otherwise... He'd seen many like her.
  women in jewelry and it didn't turn me on.
  Albert sang:
  - About this barefoot girl,
  I couldn't forget it...
  It seemed like the paving stones,
  They torment the skin of tender feet!
  And the boy laughed... Rebecca winked at him, which, however, was unnoticeable through the veil, and cooed:
  - Will you see me off, my knight?
  Albert nodded:
  - Yes, my lady!
  Rebecca stated decisively:
  - Just be quiet on the road! I want to listen to the silence for a while! And enjoy nature!
  Albert logically noted:
  - Silence is golden, only because of the ease of extraction it has fallen in quality to a level lower than the ringing copper of eloquence!
  Rebecca squeaked:
  - Still, keep quiet! And take me to my father.
  The boy and girl set off on horseback. Rebecca sat nimbly in the saddle and moved leisurely. The boy remained silent, but with difficulty restrained himself. He so wanted to talk to her.
  and asked about a lot of things. But I had to keep my mouth shut.
  The boy prince could still be heard saying:
  - Silence is golden, speech is silver, eloquence is copper, and swearing turns into lead rain!
  CHAPTER ? 15.
  Mikhail-Vladimir Putin-Gorbachev again began to return to Stalinism.
  He increased the length of military service to three years and introduced military ranks in industry.
  Incidentally, he liked Trotsky's idea of labor armies. They then toughened criminal penalties for being late, for appearing drunk on the street, and for smoking in public places.
  Later, they started to jail people for throwing away cigarette butts and plastic and paper bags.
  Next, a program to combat excess weight was put forward.
  After which Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep;
  Prince Albert's thoughts were interrupted. He found himself near a desert oasis. It was already evening, and growing dark. The caravan stopped.
  Albert was untied, taken out to eat, and given something to drink. The boy drank the water with pleasure. For dinner, he was given porridge and dried fruit.
  Albert ate. They gave him a blanket to spread on the sand. And the boy, tired from the journey, went and fell asleep. Meanwhile, the man
  The man in the black mask took out a special magic crystal and looked at it. He could now observe the boy's unique dreams. And what about money? It's
  Fake gold. Even now, the gold coins are starting to become lighter and melt like ice. And the unique boy could be very useful to the sorcerer.
  Albert dreams again that he's in Spartacus's army. Crassus is now completely defeated, and nothing prevents the slaves from attacking Rome. This must be done before they arrive.
  Lukum and Pompey. Each of them had a hundred thousand troops. Spartacus, after his victories, had a huge reinforcement of slaves, gladiators, and the poor. Even many cities
  They started sending troops to the rebel leader. And this is serious.
  Albert is again with Euthybida. A strong, muscular boy and a graceful Greek beauty. They ride side by side on white horses. Spartacus' army numbers
  There are already more than one hundred and fifty thousand fighters. But many of them are newcomers. Although there are plenty of weapons thanks to captured trophies, the army is still quite raw.
  There are a lot of teenage slaves who slap around barefoot. Usually, beardless young men aren't even given sandals during the warmer months.
  Evdibida noted:
  "Rome is well fortified, especially the Capitol. And it's defended by about a hundred thousand soldiers. True, some of them are militia. Taking it won't be easy!"
  Albert logically noted:
  "A significant portion of Rome's population is made up of slaves. They could be stirred up to revolt!"
  Euthydida agreed with this:
  - Of course, it's possible! But someone needs to organize it!
  Albert suggested:
  - I can do it! Just like they did in Capua!
  The Greek woman and former slave nodded:
  - Which is quite possible... So go ahead!
  The boy nodded and confirmed:
  - My sister Rhodopeia and I will penetrate into Rome, and then we"ll see!
  Spartacus's army grew rapidly. And the training of new recruits proceeded as well. Rhodopeia assembled a whole legion of their slave girls. They were primarily taught archery and
  throw light javelins. And this, of course, was a good idea. There were also legions of boy slaves. Although Spartacus usually tried not to take children. But there are a lot of young slaves and they need to be placed somewhere. Just like there are even more female slaves than male ones. Many slaves believed that the war would soon end. And everyone came to Spartacus's army.
  thousands of slaves, poor people, and allies. Including women and children. And the army grew rapidly. Free people from those cities also provided some reinforcements.
  Italy, who didn't want to live under the rule of despotic Rome. And warriors with combat experience and their own weapons arrived. And it must be said that this was quite remarkable.
  But the army is full of boys, girls, and young women. Female slaves weren't so popular before, but now they're running to Spartacus in their tens of thousands. They're usually barefoot, wearing tattered tunics; some are practically naked, wearing only loincloths. And some are completely naked, especially the African slaves. Now that's a herd of them.
  Evtibida also went to train the girls.
  Albert met Rhodopeia and offered to accompany her to Rome, disguised as traveling performers.
  The girl noticed:
  - The risk is too great! The guards are very vigilant in Rome!
  Albert nodded:
  "Of course! But the city is a real citadel with hundreds of thousands of warriors, and it won't be taken so easily. But if the slaves inside the city had helped us..."
  Rhodopeia noted:
  "Maybe that's not a bad idea. But you haven't even grown a mustache yet. Slaves might not listen to children! Besides, maybe Spartacus will come up with something more realistic!"
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  "I believe in Spartacus's genius, but I want to fight the enemy myself! And win with my own wits!"
  Rhodopeia remarked with a smile that was so toothy:
  "You know, it wouldn't hurt to do some reconnaissance! Let's inspect Rome's fortifications and find out where they're most vulnerable..."
  The boy prince nodded:
  - That's a good idea!
  The children set out toward the Eternal City. However, a skirmish ensued. Two legions were marching toward Rome from Africa. That's twelve thousand foot soldiers and three thousand cavalry.
  Their commander, the proconsul Viscuntus, of course, did not want to engage in battle with Spartacus and tried to bypass the rebel army that was encircling Rome.
  But scouts reported a legion of half-naked girls ahead. This made the eyes of the legionnaires, hungry for female flesh, light up. And Viscuntus gave the order to capture the slaves, probably wanting to have some fun with them.
  But Spartacus has good reconnaissance. Boys on fast ponies, camouflaged, watch all the roads leading to Rome. And of course, Viscuntus' troops were spotted. And when
  The Romans tried to approach the girls, but they were confronted by no less than a hundred thousand slaves. And in the very first minutes, they surrounded the Romans.
  And the battle began.
  Albert and Rhodopeia, of course, took part in it. The boy swung a pair of swords and cut off the head of a Roman centurion, saying:
  - The glory of Freedom awaits us!
  Rhodopeia kicked the Roman in the chin with her bare, round heel and knocked him down, cooing:
  - Glory to the people's Gods!
  The boy and girl were in full swing. Their swords flashed like helicopter blades. They were quite the combative and aggressive pair.
  Albert cut off the head of a Roman legionary and squeaked:
  - For Spartacus!
  Rhodopeia also cut off the head of a Roman and noted:
  - Don't make a god out of a common man! Spartacus is just like us!
  The boy prince cut down another legionnaire and muttered:
  - Then to us!
  The girl, chopping down her opponents, giggled:
  - This can be done for us!
  Spartacus's army was too outnumbered. Spartacus himself, swinging two swords, entered the fray. But he didn't have time to fight properly. The Romans were wiped out, a couple of thousand of them.
  The surviving legionnaires fell to their knees and surrendered. Thus ended an interesting, if incidental, battle. However, an extra fifteen thousand legionnaires could have strengthened Rome's defense.
  So everything went according to plan. And Albert and Rhodopeia moved on to the Eternal Year. Albert had never seen Ancient Rome before, and he wanted to see the very
  a major city of antiquity. A boy and a girl carried with them the simple belongings of actors and a white poodle. The latter was a real circus dog and could do a few tricks.
  The boy and girl slapped their bare feet on the pebbles and sang:
  - Only in struggle can one find happiness,
  Spartak is marching ahead!
  Spartak is marching ahead!
  The boy and girl are getting closer to Rome. They can see how high its walls are, and the towers on which catapults are mounted. A city like that won't be taken so easily.
  Nevertheless, the children move. And even sing:
  - But the pulsation of the heart and veins,
  Tears of our children's mothers...
  they say - we want change -
  Throw off the yoke of slave chains!
  
  The son of the earth will answer no,
  I will never remain a slave...
  I believe there will be a dawn of freedom -
  The wind will refresh the fresh wound!
  
  For sacred freedom in battle,
  The great Spartacus himself calls...
  Rise up, valiant knight, in the morning,
  Let the sun of truth shine!
  The entrance is heavily guarded. And the armored legionnaires eye the children suspiciously. Albert is overly muscular, looking more like a warrior than a vagabond.
  The senior legionary asked Albert:
  - Who are you, boy?
  The boy prince replied with a smile:
  - I am a gymnast and an acrobat!
  The head of the guard ordered:
  - Walk on your hands!
  Albert stood on his head and ran. Her bare, tanned feet with dusty heels flashed in the sun.
  The boy himself was bronzed from the sun and very handsome. The head of the guards nodded:
  - You're not bad! I'd like to have a slave like you!
  Albert, with a smile of white teeth, replied:
  - I'm free!
  The head of the guard looked at him suspiciously and muttered:
  - Prove it! Whose identity are you!
  Albert thrust forward a piece of papyrus, a document from among the trophies captured by the rebellious slaves.
  The head of the guard looked and noted:
  - I can still detain you, and even torture you. Do you understand that?
  Albert nodded with a sigh:
  - You have power!
  The senior legionary nodded:
  - So... Arrest them and invite the executioner.
  Rhodopeia cooed:
  -And why me?
  The head of the guard noted:
  "You're Spartacus's spies! I can feel it. Especially since Spartacus's right hand is a very strong, agile, and fair-haired boy. I'm wondering if it's you." The legionnaire remarked:
  - True! We've heard of a boy who fights as well as grown warriors. It's entirely possible he went on reconnaissance himself!
  The senior legionary nodded:
  - Take them!
  Albert was at a loss. He hadn't expected to be suspected so quickly. At the same time, he didn't want to give himself away. Rhodopeia didn't resist either. The boys were captured.
  And they tied Albert's hands, so tightly that his elbows were pressed together. The boy groaned in pain, but held back a groan, even though his shoulders were twisted. They did the same to Rhodopeia.
  And the girl whined in wild pain. But then she clenched her lip. Yes, it hurt. And they were led to the basement. The Romans decided to torture them right away. Without further delay.
  And the torture cellar was located right in the fortress wall.
  Albert was annoyed that he hadn't seen Ancient Rome yet. He might, though. No need to panic. The boy tried to breathe evenly as he descended.
  All is not lost yet. Perhaps if he endures the torture, they'll let him go. I really feel sorry for Rhodopeia. Will they really torture the girl too? Although the Romans are certainly cruel.
  They were led into a hot, crowded room. Fireplaces were blazing, and the smell of burning flesh was permeable. Numerous torture instruments hung on the walls.
  A whole arsenal of torture devices. A new, cruel torture was being prepared.
  The children were brought to the center. The executioner looked at them with a smirk. Two scribes in white tunics nodded and prepared quill pens to record confessions.
  The executioner looked at Albert and asked the guard:
  - Is this a spy?
  The legionnaire nodded:
  - Yes, they caught two spies!
  The executioner nodded:
  - Let's start with the boy! He looks bold!
  The legionnaire noted:
  - The whip will teach you not to be insolent!
  The executioner ordered his assistants:
  - Put him on the rack!
  Albert was hooked to the rope and dragged to the rack. This torture device was quite effective and widespread. First, they began to lift the boy.
  Albert felt the joints of his arms twisting painfully. He began to bend over. But the executioners yanked him back. A hellish pain shot through Albert's twisted joints.
  The boy cried out involuntarily, but clenched his teeth. His arms twisted at his shoulders and jerked upward. His bare feet lifted off the floor.
  the executioner ordered:
  - And now five lashes at half strength!
  The torturer in the red robe pulled a whip from a bucket of willow branches. First, he swung it through the air. Then, he brought it down on Albert's back.
  Compared to the pain in my shoulders and arms, it wasn't that bad. The skin bulged slightly. The executioner struck a second time, a little harder. But not enough to break the skin. Then he struck again.
  Rhodopeia squeaked:
  - Don't hit him!
  The senior executioner asked:
  - Do you admit that you are spies?
  The girl shook her head no!
  The chief executioner nodded:
  - And the rack awaits you!
  Now lift the boy to the ceiling and shake him well!
  The rope tightened. Albert began to be lifted upward. The boy felt the pain intensify. The ceiling in the basement was high and curved like an onion. The bricks were
  Green and red, slightly cracked. One crack reminded Albert of something, but the boy couldn't remember what exactly. And then he found himself at the top.
  And he froze. The executioners grew smaller and less terrifying. Then the rope was released. It flew downwards. Albert felt something inside him snap. And then it crashed down.
  And he froze at the very floor. Albert was pierced by such pain throughout his body, especially his arms and shoulders, that he screamed. The executioners laughed. Even the boy's vision darkened from the terrible pain.
  The senior executioner asked with a vile smile:
  - Well, are you going to talk now?
  Albert growled:
  - Shut up, you bastard!
  The senior executioner yelled:
  - Ten lashes at full force!
  This time, the torturer hit Albert with all his might. The skin on the boy's back split and blood gushed. With an inhuman effort of will, Albert held back a scream and breathed heavily.
  The executioner finished beating and looked at the senior torturer.
  He ordered:
  -Put your feet in the blocks!
  The executioners immediately secured the boy's bare feet in an oak fixture. Then the senior executioner ordered:
  -Hang the weights!
  The executioners happily began hanging the pood-heavy weights from the hooks. They did it quickly. Albert again felt the already intense pain in his shoulders and arms intensify. The boy groaned.
  The senior executioner asked with a smile:
  - Will you talk, admit that you are a spy, or should I torture you further?
  Albert roared:
  - May you be damned!
  The chief torturer ordered:
  - Grease his heels! Let's try the brazier for the boy!
  One of the executioner's assistants produced a vessel of olive oil. The torturers began to anoint the boy's bare, calloused feet.
  The chief torturer noted:
  - Why is the girl standing here? Let's put her in the chair and prepare the brazier too!
  One of the executioners asked:
  - Maybe we should put her on the rack too?
  The senior executioner objected:
  "The girl is more fragile, she could be injured! Reduce the fire under her heels, too! We don't know yet whether they're guilty or not, so we can torture them to death!"
  They sat Rhodopeia in a chair and tied her tightly. Then they raised her feet and began to rub the soles of her feet with olive oil.
  Albert's oiling was finished. A brazier, swirling with flames, was brought in. The boy didn't immediately feel the pain on his rough, calloused feet. But it was scorching.
  Having finished greasing the soles of the girl's feet, they shoved a smaller brazier under her bare, round heels. It was much weaker. They began to fry the children's bare, rough, oiled feet.
  The torture was long and excruciating. Albert tried to think about other things to distract himself from the intense pain. For example, here he is, fighting the Romans with Spartacus.
  A fierce battle ensues. The boy, as always, has two swords. He makes a mill. And the severed head of a Roman with an unshaven and rough face falls. Then the boy charges
  with his bare heel to the centurion's chin. And he falls. And then he chops again and the Romans fall. And here comes Euthybida, a bow in her hands. And the Greek girl lets loose with the Romans
  arrow. And it pierces the enemy. He falls dead.
  And Euthybida sings:
  - He showed the light of freedom to the slaves,
  And ask the chains to help them...
  After all, slavery is a human shame,
  And not the sacred Rock of God!
  This is the kind of feisty and very tough girl she is. A slave, but she bought her freedom and became famous in history. And now she fights for Spartacus's army.
  And here is Rhodopeia, fighting desperately...
  And he also beats enemies without weakness or pity.
  Albert performs a butterfly slash with his swords. And the severed heads fall from the legionnaires' shoulders. And then one, wearing a horned helmet, flies and pierces the eyes of other warriors. And literally
  kills them.
  Then the boy heard Rhodopeia scream in pain. Apparently, her bare, round heels had been thoroughly burned.
  Albert screamed at the top of his lungs:
  - Don't you dare! Grit your teeth and keep quiet! Don't give your enemies a reason to rejoice!
  Rhodopeia clenched her teeth and breathed heavily. She wouldn't give in to the pain.
  Meanwhile, Albert imagined the battle again. He was a boy, but a strong one. And he would endure any torture. But once he broke free, he would fight like that.
  and no one will stop him or defeat him...
  Albert feels his veins pulsate and his energy surge. The slave boy fights with great enthusiasm. And then, once again, the pierced legionnaires fall. The boy throws the severed head of a Roman with his bare foot and squeals:
  - Glory to the era of Spartacus!
  What a warlike boy this is. And how his blows take off heads, from the ever-increasingly attacking Romans and a whole crowd of scoundrels. And what if they were Romans, too?
  And then the heavy ballista strikes. And an entire barrel of flammable mixture explodes and falls upon the legionnaires. And they burn mercilessly.
  Albert sings:
  - But it"s not for nothing,
  My Relative the Devil!
  And indeed, a beautiful Satan-girl with curly gold-leaf hair appeared next to Albert. She looked at Albert and asked, laughing:
  - So how's your body?
  The boy prince replies with a cheerful smile:
  - The soul has sinned, and the body is responsible!
  Satan Girl suggested:
  - Maybe you want something more fun than being tortured on the rack?
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  -Yes, of course I want to! For example, to chop off the executioner's head!
  Satan Girl objected:
  - Well, I can't give you that pleasure yet! But if you want, you can... Continue your exploration!
  The boy prince nodded:
  - Well, at least thank you for that!
  The beautiful girl noted:
  - You can't really spread thank you on your bread! However, you're a good boy and you're behaving courageously!
  And the beauty from hell disappeared.
  The chief torturer looked at the hourglass and said:
  "Time's up! Roman law limits the length of torture for children! If they didn't confess, then that's enough for today!"
  The guard nodded:
  - Yes! We only have suspicions against them, so maybe we should let them go?
  The senior executioner shrugged:
  "You could, of course, appeal to the judge, but... Why distract a busy man over children? Get them out!"
  First, the braziers were removed from under Albert and Rhodopeia's bare feet. Then the girl was untied, and Albert's stocks were removed. Then he was lowered from the rack. And the hook was removed. The children's hands were still
  tied behind the back and to the elbows.
  They were led out of the room. The boys' feet weren't badly injured. Only minor blisters from the braziers, though the pain was excruciating. Olive oil prevented the soles from burning too much.
  It's true that Albert's back was pretty lacerated.
  The children were led outside the inner part of the wall, and finally the legionnaire cut the ropes that bound his hands behind his back. Albert felt freedom, and the pain in the ligaments that were returning
  blood. Rhodopeia gasped and gurgled:
  - It hurts, though!
  The boy prince said with a smile:
  - But we are free!
  The girl nodded in agreement:
  - Relatively, of course, but free! And that's good!
  Albert nodded and sang:
  - Freedom, freedom, freedom,
  I want to give the happiness of light to the peoples!
  And the boy looked back. Here they were in Rome. And that was great. The city really was magnificent. The streets were quite clean, swept by slave boys under the supervision of legionnaires.
  Slave girls. Interestingly, in Rome, most children and women wear sandals. Even many slave girls and children wear shoes. Of course, this is the capital. And there are certain etiquettes.
  Although usually in warm weather, children and women in other cities of Italy are barefoot. Unless they are rich or noble. And here, of course, even a domestic slave must
  Wear sandals. Otherwise, they'll think the patrician is too poor to buy shoes for his servants. Grown men, as a rule, don't go barefoot, even if they're slaves.
  These are the rules...
  Albert suddenly remembered that everything had been taken from them, including the circus dog. And now he was wearing only a loincloth, and Rhodopeia was wearing only a torn, faded tunic. And the view
  They looked like beggars. Or even runaway slaves. Especially considering Albert's back was covered in stripes. And the children's scorched feet hurt with every step.
  But the guards hadn't touched them yet. Apparently, the boys were flogged often, and it was quite hot, even though it was getting late. Boys often run around shirtless in the summer, even
  of noble origin.
  And even a boy can get whipped for any little thing. The city itself was interesting to explore. It really is very big. You walk through it, and there's no end in sight.
  The houses there are large. There are five, six, seven, and even ten stories. Many luxurious mansions. And here on the right hand of the children's couple who passed by, there is a statue of Hercules and a beating
  A fountain comes out of it. And it's beautiful. You can see a column of soldiers moving. Their armor is bronze and shiny. Behind them, two boys are beating drums. They are wearing shorts and sandals.
  Here's another statue: Neptune holding a gilded cup. A fountain flows from the cup.
  Albert and Rhodopeia couldn't resist and sat down on the edge, dipping their bare feet, scorched by the torture on the brazier, into the water. It felt a little better. But a legionnaire passed by and shouted at
  children. And they jumped off and ran.
  Albert and Rhodopeia jogged a bit and stopped. They'd managed to sip water from the fountain, and weren't thirsty. But they were hungry. And that, admittedly, was unpleasant.
  CHAPTER ? 16.
  Albert noted:
  - You know, it wouldn't hurt to have something to eat!
  The girl suggested:
  - Let's dance and sing! They'll serve us!
  The boy prince agreed:
  -Let's try!
  Having chosen a relatively crowded spot, the children began singing and dancing. Although it hurts to dance when your feet are singed, they tried hard, and it seemed to work.
  Albert noted with a chuckle:
  - This is how we make a living!
  Rhodopeia corrected:
  - Not for life, but for freedom!
  The children collected a few copper coins, though the aces were reluctant to throw them any. They went into the nearest shop. They helped themselves to some milk and meat pies. And while they were eating, they tried to do so.
  we started talking leisurely,
  Rhodopeia noted:
  - The city is big, there are a lot of people, including slaves, but I don"t know how to make them rebel!
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - There's no concrete plan! It's not like we can just shout in the square: long live freedom - down with the tyrant!
  The girl suggested:
  - Maybe we should go to the circus. There are sure to be some gladiators there, so we can stir them up!
  The boy prince nodded in agreement:
  - The idea looks good!
  The children, having finished eating, moved on through Ancient Rome. Here, for example, you can see a statue of the conqueror of Carthage. And the conqueror of Sicily. And also of Sulla.
  Here is the Colosseum. It is a huge stadium with a hundred and twenty thousand seats. It is impressive.
  The boy and girl asked the guards at the entrance:
  - Where is the gladiator school?
  The legionnaire frowned and growled:
  - Why do you need this?
  Albert said with a smile:
  - I want to sign up as a gladiator!
  The guards hatched:
  - Honestly?
  The boy said confidently:
  - There are no honest ones!
  - That's good! Almost all the slaves have escaped, and we're short of fresh meat!
  Albert, having heard this news, was not happy:
  - How did you escape?
  The taller legionnaire reported:
  "Because of that monster Spartacus, the slaves started running away, two years ago. And now they're literally fleeing in droves. True, we keep them behind bars and locked up."
  They posted guards, so now they don't run as fast as before, but there are still few of them left!
  Albert chuckled and noted:
  - Not enough! But I alone am worth many!
  The legionnaire laughed and replied:
  - You're still a child! Besides, you were recently spanked! Watch out you don't lose your head!
  Rhodopeia suggested:
  - You fight him with swords! Then you'll find out who's worth what!
  The legionnaire replied with a grin:
  "It's too much of an honor for me, a great warrior, to fight a suckling! And if you want, they'll take the girl too! Many female gladiators have fled too!"
  Rhodopeia nodded in agreement:
  - I'll go! I can fight too!
  The legionnaire remarked skeptically:
  - You make me laugh!
  Then another guard suggested:
  - Let me have a sword fight with the kid!
  The tall legionnaire asked with a smile:
  - Why do you need this?
  The guard chuckled and noted:
  - This kid is so cute. If I knock him out, we can have some fun with him!
  The big legionary nodded:
  - Yes, handsome! You could have become the lover of some noble patrician, or patrician woman, with such an appearance!
  Albert answered proudly:
  "I prefer the glory of the sword! If that guard wants to fight me, I'll show him I'm not so small after all!"
  The legionnaire suggested:
  - Okay then! I'll give you a sword!
  The guard, drawing his weapon, roared:
  "He can do without a sword. Why would I give him a weapon? More precisely, it's not our weapon, but government-issued!"
  Legion nodded:
  -Well, as you wish, just don"t kill!
  The guard chuckled:
  - It's a shame to kill such a good boy!
  And he lunged at Albert, brandishing his sword. The boy dodged deftly and kicked the guard in the knee. The blow was painful. And the brute screamed.
  Albert sang:
  - Barefoot, strong boys,
  Not cowardly bunnies at all!
  the guard became furious and roared:
  -I'll kill you!
  His face was flushed and glistening with sweat, and his sword twitched and spun uselessly.
  The guard himself was limping considerably. Albert kicked him again, just below the knee, with his bare shin. He wanted to punish the pervert. But the man didn't stop his attack.
  Then Albert kicked him in the already injured leg with all his might. The guard broke and fell. And he started screaming at the top of his lungs. He was badly injured. The boy jumped up.
  He slammed his bare heel into his chin. The blow was so powerful that his jaw flew off, scattering his teeth. The guard fell silent. Albert said with a grin:
  - Serves you right! You tried to kill an unarmed boy and you paid for it!
  The tall legionnaire noted:
  "You're good! Very good indeed! Taking down a professional soldier with a gun, barehanded and barefoot, takes a lot of skill. You'll be a great warrior!"
  Albert noted:
  "I am a great warrior! So should I go to the main master?"
  The legionnaire nodded:
  "His house is made of red marble, you'll find it behind the Colosseum! And then... Well, you know! You might be asked to fight a grown man, but I hope you can handle it!"
  Rhodopeia confidently stated:
  - He can handle it!
  And the children moved on, searching for the gladiators' master. The boy noticed that they obviously didn't like the guard very much, since they didn't express any regret that he had been maimed.
  Rhodopeia replied to this:
  - People are generally selfish! And here there could be even a petty grievance!
  Albert nodded:
  - Yes, there are grievances, both small and large. Well, okay... Now let's go to the owner.
  The children moved faster. They had gotten a little used to the pain, and the blisters were already starting to go away. And so they picked up their pace. Now they were out on the street behind the Colosseum.
  There was only one house, made of red marble, and quite tall. At the entrance stood two black-skinned giants and another, smaller man in a toga. Seeing the boy and girl, he growled:
  - They don't serve here! Get out!
  Albert boldly declared:
  - We want to hire ourselves as gladiators!
  The man frowned and asked:
  - Do you know that these are not children's toys, and they kill there!
  Rhodopeia nodded:
  - Of course we know! But being a gladiator is much more interesting than being a vagabond!
  The man chuckled and replied:
  - Any other time, I would have kicked you out! But there's a shortage of gladiators right now, so... I'll let you in. The owner isn't here right now, but his wife is. If she likes you, then...
  They might take you. Just keep in mind that sometimes children have to fight adults! Or experienced fighters who can kill a newbie!
  Albert nodded:
  - We know that! But we're ready to take the risk!
  The man nodded:
  - Follow me!
  The giant warriors let the children and their escort pass. Inside, the house was luxurious and elegant. The maidservants were dressed quite richly, wearing sandals and bowing.
  guests, despite their poor appearance. There were small statues and colored portraits hanging on the walls. And some paintings were oil on canvas.
  There were many beautiful naked girls on the canvases and mighty warriors. And in the central hall there was a composition with the Olympian gods. And in the center, of course, was Jupiter.
  or Zeus among the Greeks.
  A beautiful woman lay on a pearl-embroidered and gold-trimmed sofa. She looked no more than thirty, and she was dressed in luxurious attire. She looked at the couple and remarked:
  - A beautiful boy and girl too... Did you buy them at the market?
  The man shrugged:
  - No! They came themselves. And they want to be gladiators!
  The woman asked with a smile:
  - Do you really want to die for the amusement of the crowd!
  Albert answered confidently:
  - Not to die, but to win! And for yourself, not for fun!
  The woman smiled:
  - And you, girl, want to fight too?
  Rhodopeia nodded:
  - Yes! I'm ready to fight!
  The owner's wife nodded:
  - You will be tested, of course! But first, let's have dinner! You are a very handsome boy. I have never seen such beauty. Eat and think about whether it is worth risking your life!
  Albert noted:
  - But we always take risks. A brick can fall on your head even when you're walking down the street!
  The woman nodded:
  - I see you're wise beyond your years! But still, have a meal with me first. And then we'll see.
  And then she rang the bell. Girls appeared with golden trays and sumptuous dishes.
  Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin woke up. The new ideas were, in their own way, terrible.
  In particular, legislative restrictions were introduced for Jews. They were banned from holding many positions in the government and the media. Their rights to run for parliament and to enroll in higher education were also restricted.
  Additional repressions were also introduced against representatives of all non-Christian faiths, specifically non-Orthodox ones. Control over the church was strengthened.
  However, atheism remained the official doctrine for now. Gorbachev-Putin decided not to break with communist traditions. Moreover, Mikhail-Vladimir only pretended to be a believer, while in fact he was an atheist.
  After which I began to sleep and dream again;
  Albert and Rhodopeia were already full, but out of politeness they still ate. The woman looked at Albert greedily. She really liked this boy. Very handsome and
  Muscular, with abs like chocolate bars, a flawless figure, and a very pretty face. Boys are often handsome, but this one is beautiful in its own way.
  The woman cooed:
  - You are not an angel, but for me,
  But for me you became a saint...
  Albert nodded:
  - This is very interesting! Although I'm no angel!
  The woman placed her hand on the boy's chest and began to knead him. And she did it with great love. And her touch excited Albert. How pleasant it is to be touched by a woman.
  Even if she is old enough to be your mother, she is still fresh and beautiful.
  Rhodopeia noted:
  - It's not nice to grope boys in public!
  The woman nodded:
  - Okay! I'll take him to my room! And you stay here!
  Rhodopeia noted:
  - You get paid for making love! A boy won't indulge a much older woman for free!
  The woman nodded:
  - I'll give you ten gold coins!
  Albert objected:
  - I'm not a prostitute! If she wants, I'll please her for free!
  The woman smiled and replied:
  - Take the money! It's nothing to me! Just pennies! But it will come in handy! After all, you're practically naked as it is!
  Rhodopeia nodded:
  - Take it, Albert! Money is an intransitive asset!
  The woman nodded:
  - All the more reason for you to lick me! And not all boys like that!
  Albert shrugged:
  - Fine! I'll take the money! But only for one hour of love!
  The woman nodded in agreement:
  - You will be mine for a whole hour!
  She grabbed Albert's hand and led him into the room. A few minutes later, her voluptuous moans and sighs could be heard.
  Rhodopeia was left alone. Or rather, the girls and boys were still dancing before her. She lay down on the pillow and dozed off. She dreamed she was working on the plantation again.
  It was difficult in the very first days, when her legs and back ached terribly. But then the girl got used to it. She worked there alongside other girls and women.
  It was pretty tough. But at least there was fresh air and a tan. Rhodopeia was working in the fields. Although she could have been sold to a brothel. She's a pretty girl, after all.
  But apparently Crassus kept his word about sparing her virginity. Although, of course, it's like working like this, sweating your brow.
  Rhodopeia worked half-naked, or in a cool tunic. She went barefoot year-round. Winters are warm in southern Italy, of course, but bare feet still get cold.
  Although they had become quite rough, the shape of her feet remained intact. On the contrary, the soles of her feet became more graceful, with a better heel arch.
  They tried to rape her couple, but the girl fought back.
  Once she tried the boy's caresses herself, but did not allow him to go too far.
  And so everything was in order.
  Albert was three hours late. The woman paid him double for the overtime. And Albert already had a whole bag containing fifty gold coins.
  That's not bad for pleasing a rather beautiful and still quite young woman. After all, after three hours of experiencing several powerful orgasms, she was exhausted and snoring.
  Albert was also tired, and his appetite had awakened. The boy pounced on the food and remarked:
  - All's well that ends well!
  Rhodopeia reminded:
  - Do you remember Spartacus's task?
  Albert, continuing to eat, shrugged his shoulders honestly:
  "I don't know! I doubt that, having won, the slaves will be able to build anything worthwhile! Maybe, on the contrary, destroying Rome will only make things worse!"
  The girl shrugged and remarked:
  - But slavery will disappear!
  Albert shrugged:
  "That's a tall tale! And the work won't disappear anyway! Besides, other slaves will appear, only the masters will change!"
  The girl shrugged and sang:
  Arise, branded with a curse,
  the whole world of hungry and slaves...
  Our indignant mind is seething,
  Ready to fight to the death!
  The boy prince sang:
  - We will dig up the whole world of violence,
  To the ground, and then...
  We will build a new, new world -
  He who was nothing will become everything!
  And the children laughed... It was fun and amusing. Rhodopeia remarked:
  - For that kind of money, I'd even know love with a man myself! Oh, how early you became an adult!
  Albert noted:
  "I'm an active hero, and active heroes grow up quickly! Especially since my body belongs to Satan!"
  Rhodopeia giggled and noted:
  - At least this is the master who uses you effectively!
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - That's true! But why does the Devil need gold?
  The girl shrugged and remarked:
  - Why does he need our souls!
  The boy sang in response:
  - Your soul was striving upward,
  You will be born again with a dream!
  But if you lived like a pig -
  You'll remain a pig!
  Rhodopeia sighed and noted:
  - Yes, the great Pythagoras came up with the idea that the soul is immortal and lives in different bodies. Including the bodies of animals!
  Albert objected:
  - I think a person's soul lives within themselves, and an animal's soul lives within animals! There's a huge gap between us!
  The girl noted with a smile:
  - Monkeys can be very smart sometimes!
  The boy agreed with this:
  - There are smart people, but they are not people!
  Rhodopeia sang with a smile:
  - The monkeys are making faces,
  And they sit on a branch...
  Albert continued happily:
  - Still frivolous,
  There were our ancestors!
  Both the boy and the girl fell silent. They were already bored. Although the dancers had already left, and the young men with them. But the man remained. He suggested:
  - Maybe you should have a fight right now?
  Albert shrugged:
  - I'm ready! Even though I'm tired!
  The man noted:
  - The mistress is sleeping! She is very pleased with you, I can see!
  The boy nodded:
  - I have many abilities!
  The man noted:
  - Do you know how to fight with your fists?
  Albert nodded:
  - Certainly!
  The man noted:
  - You'll fight a slave boy! He's about your height! He's quite strong, fresh from the quarries! You'll have a fist fight with him!
  The boy nodded with a smile:
  - If we have to, we'll fight!
  The man chuckled with a smile:
  - Good! Well, this fight will be more entertaining!
  Rhodopeia noted with a chuckle:
  - And it's free?
  The man in the toga nodded:
  - For this, I'll take your boy to the female gladiators! That's what he wants!
  Albert chuckled:
  "That's certainly flattering! But I've already been making love to an insatiable vixen for three hours. And I'm completely exhausted!"
  The man in the toga nodded:
  - Well, okay, fight with him!
  A boy entered the room. He wore only a loincloth, was almost black from the sun, but had sun-bleached blond hair, and was strong and muscular.
  It seems he was well fed in the quarries, and he was more massive than Albert, although perhaps not as muscular, but powerful.
  Albert came out to meet him. The boy was, after all, slightly older and taller than the prince, and noticeably heavier. A powerful youth, hardened by hard work in the quarries.
  The man nodded:
  - This is Geta, a slave boy! He worked in the quarries from the age of four. Very strong and resilient. He did double the child's quota and got double the food for it. You can
  Let's have a fist fight with him! I think he's a worthy opponent!
  Albert nodded:
  - Yes, he is strong! But I am not weak either! Let's fight!
  The boy threw out a sharp fist. But Albert reflexively dodged it. And grinned:
  - Not a bad try!
  The man nodded:
  - Let's get started!
  The slave boy tried to kick Albert again. He had indeed acquired considerable strength in the quarries. But he was inferior to the boy prince in speed. He tried to kick him.
  Albert jumped in response, and the boy prince's bare heel caught the young slave in the chin. He fell backwards and twitched. Albert chuckled.
  - I have good kicks!
  But the boy, apparently hardened in the quarries, rose and lunged at Albert. He hesitated briefly, and was seized by the strong arms of the slave boy.
  Albert felt strong arms squeeze him. And pressed down. The prince felt the touch of his opponent's steely muscles. And he desperately tried to knock him down.
  But the enemy was heavier and stronger. Albert then butted his opponent with his forehead. His nose began to bleed. The powerful boy pressed harder, and Albert even groaned. But he struck him again with his head. This time between the eyes. The boy's grip weakened, and Albert sank to his knees. The young prince brought his knee down with all his might on his chin.
  to his counterpart. The latter, having received the blow, staggered. Albert hit him again in the chin, even adding to the buckle.
  This time the young slave couldn't take it anymore and fell. Albert kicked the fallen slave again, this time on the back of the head. The boy, hardened by work in the quarries, fell silent.
  The man roared with delight:
  - Amazing! What a victory!
  Albert said with a smile:
  - I love to win! That's my motto!
  The man nodded and suggested:
  There's a fight at the consul's office tonight! You can take part and earn some serious cash!
  Albert replied with a smile:
  - What? It's possible! Even though I'm tired!
  The man nodded in agreement:
  "I understand... But you can fight Grannikus himself. He's the champion gladiator of Rome and a very rich man!"
  Albert sighed and remarked:
  - Should I fight the champion of Rome?
  The man nodded:
  - Yes... No one will believe that a child will defeat a champion and that a lot of money can be earned.
  Albert nodded in agreement:
  - Do you want to bet on me and make money?
  The manager nodded:
  - Exactly!
  Albert noted with a smile:
  - Well, then I'll bet money on myself too!
  The man nodded:
  - That's reasonable!
  The slave boy nodded:
  - Why don't we go?
  The manager stated:
  - Alright, my little warriors. Does your sister want to fight?
  Rhodopeia nodded:
  - I am also ready to fight with great pleasure!
  the man replied:
  - Follow me!
  And he moved out of the hall. The children followed him, their bare, pink heels flashing. And they sang:
  - The thunder is raging, the storm of war is thundering,
  The time has come for a stormy battle...
  The enemy wants to burn Rome to the ground,
  Don't ruin great achievements!
  The fights took place not in the Colosseum, but in the consul's palace. It was a huge building with a special hall where a large crowd gathered and a banquet was held. Naturally, gladiatorial combat was staged to mark the occasion.
  The first to fight were two boys. They had been recently taken from the quarries near Rome. The boys were tanned and muscular. On their backs and sides, you could see marks from
  whiplashes. They must have suffered a lot in slavery. They looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, and they fought in their swimming trunks. At the sound of the gong, the boys began to fight.
  They each had a short sword and a shield in their hands. They fought hard and fast. One boy was wounded, and then the second. Then blood spurted again. The boys received
  blows and fell. The crowd buzzed. They placed bets on the boys and rejoiced when blood flowed. One of the boys went silent. A Moor approached him and, with a hot iron,
  He cauterized the boy's bare, round heel. He jerked and, opening his eyes, tried to get up.
  The crowd roared:
  - Finish him off! Finish him off!
  And another boy, also wounded and scratched, swung the blade into his opponent's neck with all his might. He fell and became completely still.
  The victor dipped his bare foot in the blood and left a footprint. He then went to rest and nurse his wound. The dead boy was then grabbed with a hook and dragged into the crocodile pit.
  Yes, it turned out to be a cruel fate.
  Then two girls fought a man. They were already quite experienced, and their opponent was also experienced. This time, the fight dragged on.
  CHAPTER ? 17.
  The consul and Crassus sat together.
  The consul noted:
  - Gladiator, there is little time left, and you have not lived up to expectations!
  Crassus replied harshly:
  - And you have nothing to brag about!
  A heavy silence fell.
  The consul noted:
  "Pompey and Luculus are about to land. And then Rome will be saved! We just need to hold out for two or three weeks!"
  Crassus remarked:
  - If we have these weeks! Spartacus has a lot of strength, and he can take Rome by storm!
  There was a pause. Meanwhile, the girls-half-naked and barefoot-gradually took the initiative. They weren't just slaves, but highly experienced fighters.
  It should be noted that women are generally resilient. And their opponent is no longer young. And it"s clear that the girls have started moving much faster and hitting more often. And here"s one of them
  She even slashed the man's right cheek with her sword. He became enraged and rushed to attack. With a flash of her bare heel, the girl deftly jumped back and slashed at his opponent's wrist.
  She managed to cut it, and the sword fell. At the same moment, another girl kicked him in the balls. And stabbed him in the chest with the tip. He staggered, taking the blow.
  Then the girl who had cut off his hand struck him across the neck. The blow caused blood to spurt from the burst artery. The enemy fell and began writhing.
  The crowd shouted frantically:
  - Finish him off! Finish him off!
  The girls glanced at the stands!
  Crassus and the consul gave each other a thumbs-up!
  The girls nodded and, in unison, stabbed him in the chest with their short swords. The man suddenly fell silent. This time, it seemed, for good.
  The response was wild laughter and a snarl. And they dragged him off to be fed to the crocodiles.
  Then came another duel. This time, two boys about fourteen years old fought on each side. Two carried swords and shields, and the other two carried tridents and daggers.
  The boys were almost naked and tanned. Only this time they didn't even have loincloths, just headbands. And that looked even cooler.
  The women were literally delighted. They could admire the teenagers and their masculine perfection.
  The Romans placed their bets with pleasure. And then the battle began.
  The boys with tridents began waving, wanting to strike from a distance. And it was quite beautiful. The boys were striking each other. And soon the blood began to flow again, leaving deep scratches. And a lot of damage.
  And then a trident pierced the boy"s muscular stomach, and he screamed.
  The consul noted:
  - Not a bad sight!
  Crassus agreed:
  - I love it when boys are tormented. And I must say, it gives me great pleasure.
  The consul agreed:
  - And it's nice to torment a girl. Especially to fry her bare, round heels!
  And both Roman commanders began to roar.
  And so the boys suffer damage again. And one of them writhes in his ear and is finished off. And this will be cruel. And so one of the boys passes out. And immediately the Moors
  They burned his bare heel. And he started screaming. And it was so cruel.
  And the boy jumps up and fights. And the second boy falls. And they burn his bare, callused heel. And he screams and roars. And the trident plunges into him again.
  The boys with daggers and three-pronged weapons were clearly winning. And in this case, it was probably fair. And the boys were finished off in the heat of battle... Their heels were cauterized again, but that was on
  The boys were no longer effective.
  And so this fight ended.
  The consul noted:
  - Not bad, huh?
  The consul's wife remarked:
  - Beautiful boys. I would play with them!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Matrons love boys. They're pleasant to the touch!
  The consul stated aggressively:
  - We'll roast the winner's heels too. They'll be pleased!
  The wife logically noted:
  - Not them, but us! I love tormenting handsome boys!
  Once again, two male gladiators fought. One was armed with a club, the other with a sabre. The fight was brief. The sabre-wielding fighter deftly dodged the club and cut off his opponent's head. And blood flowed.
  Crassus didn't like this, it was too fast and he ordered the archers:
  - Shoot him!
  Three archers fired arrows and pierced the gladiator through and through. He flinched and went silent.
  Then two girls fought. Almost naked, in panties and bare breasts. They swung swords, trying to hit and pierce each other.
  The girls were in no hurry. They were armed with short swords and round shields. They swung and stabbed each other, and so far they had only caused light scratches.
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  - This is lovely!
  The consul nodded:
  - The product turned out to be very good!
  And they both laughed.
  However, they naturally wanted to laugh with great vanity.
  Both the military leaders and the rich man loved to inflict pain on others. And the battle continued on a grand scale. Or rather, it seemed to be on a small scale-two girls fighting,
  but they are beautiful and it is pleasant to admire them.
  Crassus noted with a grin:
  - This is the fight everyone dreams about!
  The consul agreed:
  - Unlike the duel with Spartacus! It's scary to face that beast!
  Crassus nodded:
  - He is not only a great swordsman, but also a powerful commander!
  The consul chuckled:
  - Yes, strong! I defeated you!
  Crassus croaked:
  - Don't be rude! He would have beaten you too!
  The consul noted with a confident air:
  - We'll meet him soon!
  The girls fought. Their bodies glistened with sweat and blood, but neither had a decisive advantage. So the duel dragged on. Crassus gave the signal. The Moors began throwing at the girls.
  Burning coals under their bare feet. The warriors, stepping on the coals, screamed and jumped. This seemed to be unpleasant for them.
  Crassus noted:
  - What a pleasure it is to torment women!
  The consul's wife replied:
  - Yes, that's right! Torturing women is good, but torturing boys is even better!
  The consul said with a smile:
  - We will have more torture!
  Crassus agreed:
  - Of course they will!
  And he burst out laughing.
  Meanwhile, the girls were burning their bare, sharpened feet on the coals, and it was painful. But the fight continued. And while they were evenly matched... One struck the other with her bare foot. Then she received a blow in return.
  The consul noted with a smile:
  - Our game is fun!
  Crassus remarked:
  - But it's a long one!
  And both commanders sang:
  - Even though it's not a game by the rules -
  We'll get through this sucker!
  And they found it funny.
  Finally, one of the girls took a serious blow and began to weaken. Then the point pierced her again, and she fell. The Moor immediately cauterized her bare heel with a red-hot iron.
  And the girl cried out in pain. She was really scared.
  But she jumped up and received another sword blow. And fell. And again her long-suffering leg was roasted by a red-hot crowbar. The girl jumped up and her chest was pierced. And now, in her death throes, she pierced her partner's chest. And then she fell silent.
  Both girls collapsed dead, bleeding.
  The consul remarked with a sigh:
  - What a pity! They were beautiful girls!
  Crassus agreed:
  "It's a great loss! But if they kill Champion Grannik, it will be even worse!"
  The consul suggested:
  - Maybe he should fight the woman?
  Crassus shook his head:
  - I feel sorry for the women! They are beautiful and it's unpleasant when they are killed!
  The consul's wife suggested:
  -Let Grannika fight the boy!
  Crassus shook his head:
  - Oh no, it will be a very unequal fight! Not interesting at all!
  The consul's wife replied:
  "The manager just sent a note! He has a very talented boy for the fight! And he'll put on an interesting fight and become a champion!"
  Crassus perked up:
  - That's good! Bring him what's his name!
  The consul nodded:
  - Show me how to behave like a boy!
  Albert was brought to the center of the arena. He was very, very handsome and muscular. In fact, the ladies even gasped with passion. What a wonderfully good boy.
  The consul's wife remarked:
  - We need to rip his swimming trunks off!
  Crassus objected:
  - Let there be at least some mystery!
  The consul agreed:
  - They'll take it from the dead! But for now... what a handsome boy. It's even a shame to kill him!
  The steward, who was allowed to approach the consul, remarked:
  "It's still unclear who'll kill whom here! This boy is rare in strength and speed!"
  Crassus nodded:
  - Let them fight! It will be interesting!
  The manager added:
  - And I bet five hundred gold coins on the boy! Look, the boy himself bets fifty gold coins on himself!
  Crassus was surprised:
  - Does he have money? It's strange, but he has whip marks on his back like a slave!
  The manager logically noted:
  - Only the lazy don't spank boys. So don't be surprised by anything!
  The consul nodded:
  "He's too handsome for a quarry. He might be the son of a noblewoman! What fine features he has!"
  Crassus nodded:
  "I also feel like it won't be easy for Grannik! But I'll still bet on the champion! He's never lost!"
  The consul nodded in agreement:
  - And also for the champion!
  The wife replied with a smile:
  - And I'm going for the boy! And if he wins, I'll definitely drag him into my bed!
  The consul threatened her with his finger:
  - And I might get jealous.
  The woman laughed:
  -Jealous of the child?
  The consul remarked:
  - Of course, sex with a slave doesn't count. But you're not old yet and you can get pregnant. And raising a slave's offspring!
  The wife remarked aggressively:
  - This is not a slave! Judging by his look, he's a king!
  The consul nodded:
  - Fine! If the boy survives, let him give you pleasure! In the meantime, we'll watch the battle unfold.
  The champion entered the arena. He walked to the sounds of the orchestra. A mighty warrior, two meters tall, broad-shouldered, heavy-set, clad in armor and boots. He held a large sword in his hands.
  Yes, this Grannik is quite the brute. Compared to him, the boy looks like a fly. Almost naked, tanned, fair-haired, very handsome.
  The consul's wife peered at him through a magnifying glass, breathing heavily. All sorts of cherished images conjured up before her.
  Grannik looked down at his vis-à-vis and, spitting contemptuously to the side, growled:
  - What kind of kindergarten is this?!
  Crassus solemnly announced:
  - This is your opponent!
  The champion growled:
  - Are you kidding me? They foisted a boy on me, the undefeated champion of the Roman Republic?
  The manager shouted:
  - You defeat him first, and then you'll see what kind of boy he is!
  Grannik, recognizing him, remarked:
  - Is that you? Do you want to arrange a transitional fight so that I can then clash with Spartacus?
  The manager nodded:
  - You may think so, but believe me, this boy is no gift!
  The champion nodded:
  - I'll try to keep him alive! You'll have mercy on him!
  Crassus nodded:
  -Ha, we'll see!
  The consul stated decisively:
  - This will be decided by the people by a majority vote! Understood?
  Grannik nodded:
  - I agree! I think it will be very painful for the boy when they burn his bare, pink heels!
  Crassus nodded:
  - It would be a great pleasure to torment such a boy. The rack and the brazier await him!
  Albert remarked cheekily:
  - I'll also try not to kill your champion. If I can!
  The huge gladiator chuckled:
  - Are you a flea or a gnome?
  The boy stamped his bare foot angrily and replied:
  - I am a human!
  Grannik nodded:
  - I'll personally burn your heels, you impudent boy!
  The bets were placed. And the gong sounded, signaling the start of the fight.
  The enormous man and the boy began to duel. Grannik was fast for his size, but he was in no hurry. He howled with his long sword, barely using his shield to cover himself.
  The boy had only a small sword in his hands. He deftly dodged the blows and didn't let anyone hit him.
  Grannik noted:
  - You're fast!
  Albert nodded:
  - And you are big!
  The man began to move faster, his sword swirling in circles. Albert evaded and struck his enemy in the chest, leaving a scratch on the armor.
  Grannik answered and missed. He was surprised:
  - Oh, what a nimble boy!
  And he began to move more actively again. Albert, however, retreated and dodged. And then, occasionally, he would strike his opponent in the chest or side with his sword. So far, without causing any harm.
  But he didn't let himself get caught.
  Crassus noted:
  - The boy is a good one! And our manager knows his stuff!
  The consul logically noted:
  - I generally think that victory will be his... Although I feel jealousy inside!
  The wife licked her lips and cooed:
  - What a wonderful boy! It will be a pleasure to be with him!
  The manager noted:
  - What did you expect! A quick fight? It won't work!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Throw some coals under the boy's bare heels!
  The Moors eagerly began to scatter the coals. The champion wore bronze-forged boots and was not afraid. But the boy was barefoot. True, his feet were very calloused and
  It doesn't hurt. And he's also actively chopping down the enemy.
  The consul noted:
  - This is a really good fight!
  Crassus agreed:
  - It couldn't be better! Although it's boring! I hope there's some bloodshed!
  The boy prince seized the opportunity and struck Grannik's fingers. The glove was severed. First blood flowed. This angered the champion, and he went on the offensive.
  He began waving furiously. And his breathing became heavy. It was no easy task to drag such a bulk behind his young vis-à-vis.
  The boy dove deftly during a furious attack and slashed his opponent in the face. Blood gushed, and his eyebrow was cut.
  Albert squeaked:
  - This is my strike!
  The champion swung desperately, trying to hit his opponent. But he couldn't. His swings were chaotic, and he couldn't make a serious impact.
  Grannik yelled:
  - For the greatness of Rome!
  He tried to attack again. But his movements slowed. The boy stabbed him in the side, finding a weld in his armor, and blood began to flow from his torso.
  Crassus muttered:
  - Excellent! What a fighter!
  The consul remarked:
  - I think this boy could kill Spartacus himself!
  Crassus roared:
  - I would give him a whole bag of gold!
  The manager noted:
  "I knew right away this guy was no ordinary guy! And look how he fights! It's simply amazing!"
  The consul chuckled:
  - And such pink and round heels as his are still nice to fry!
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  "It would be a pleasure to torture such a boy. And her skin would burst under the blows of the whip, and the wounds would be sprinkled with salt."
  And the barbarian in the toga giggled very stupidly and subtly.
  Albert wounded his opponent again, though he himself almost landed the blow. The blade even cut off a strand of his blond hair. The boy remarked:
  - He doesn't give up!
  Grannik growled:
  - Champions never give up!
  And he attacks again, albeit with difficulty. It's a brutal fight. The boy dodges the sword again and hits his opponent in the cheek. And rips it open. The champion is furious.
  And again on the attack. What a fight. The boy steps barefoot on the coal. And smiles. There's a slight feeling of heat, but the young slave's feet are so rough and calloused,
  that they cannot be penetrated so easily.
  Albert fights and sings:
  - If you got to Tivi,
  You're a star - come on, surprise people!
  And the boy just stuck out his tongue. This fight really is for the toughest guys. And not just guys. Girls can take part, too.
  The consul noted with a smile:
  - What a guy! A real miracle!
  Crassus suddenly frowned and remarked:
  - We could lose a lot of money!
  The consul logically noted:
  - But we got a new star!
  The wife nodded:
  - And a wonderful lover!
  The fight continues. Albert again, and this time harder, jabbed his opponent in the side. And he wheezed in defeat. It wasn't exactly pleasant. But no matter-a fight is a fight.
  Grannik tries to swing and hit his opponent. But he can't do it. And his movements have become slow. The loss of blood in his side has also begun to take its toll.
  And the energy expended on a very dynamic fight. Yes, it was a tough fight. And then the boy struck again, on the fingers. And it was clear the champion was barely holding his sword.
  Albert chuckled.
  Grannik swore very dirty.
  Yes, it was a surprisingly dynamic fight.
  The boy took it and sang:
  - Everything will be very good!
  The champion tried to kick, but the boy prince tripped him. Grannik fell. He didn't get up right away. Albert, with all his courage, didn't strike the man down.
  He allowed him to stand up, although it was obvious the champion was swaying. And yet he was still trying to move forward. Albert sang:
  - Always forward, always on top,
  You have become a tall man!
  Grannik noted:
  - I'll still spot you!
  Albert noted:
  - The fox grabs himself when he gets caught in a trap!
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  - What a boy, he's just adorable!
  The consul remarked:
  - Too noble. But to defeat Spartacus, you have to be vile and cunning!
  The wife noticed:
  - What a fine boy! I wonder how he works his tongue?
  Crassus remarked with a smile:
  "I don't know! But a slave certainly should know his place! And after his victory, he should be thoroughly flogged, and his heels scorched with a red-hot iron!"
  The consul objected:
  "The boy will fight Spartacus! There's no point in weakening him with torture!"
  The wife nodded:
  - He deserved better than just being tortured!
  Crassus scratched his forehead and remarked:
  "Pit a boy against Spartacus? That's an original idea! And maybe the rebel leader will accept the challenge, and the boy will have fun with him!"
  Here the consul remarked:
  - What if this boy is the boy who is known as a glorious warrior in Spartacus"s entourage?
  Crassus grinned carnivorously:
  - It will be even better this way! Fight fire with fire, and rebel with rebel!
  Albert continued to fight with ever-increasing confidence. He scratched his opponent again, this time on the other cheek. And then he jabbed him in the chainmail seam on the other side.
  And then, seeing that his opponent was no longer in his element, Albert struck him in the arm. And the sword flew out and fell into the sand. Grannik rushed forward, but the boy prince turned and swung at him with all his might.
  He kicked the champion in the chin with his bare heel. The blow staggered him, but he desperately refused to fall. Then Albert jumped and kicked him in the chin again with the heel of his childish foot.
  opponent. His opponent fell, but with a superhuman effort he still rose. Albert then hit him in the groin with all his might. And he gasped, there was metal there. And it hurt a lot.
  It worked. The boy retreated...
  His opponent, already without a sword, but still on his feet, grinned:
  - Well, what hurts, puppy!
  Albert jumped again, aiming his bare foot at the boy's chin. But Grannik was expecting it and managed to dodge, even moving his shield against the boy mid-flight. Albert fell, and was immediately attacked.
  The carcass fell upon him. Now the tide of battle had turned. The child found himself under a mass four times greater than his own. Plus the weight of the armor. And that, as they say, is serious.
  Crassus remarked with pleasure:
  - Well done, the champion seized the initiative!
  The consul noted:
  - Ha, he crushed it, but we still have to take it!
  The wife suggested:
  - Throw down the gauntlet and stop the fight! Let it be a fighting draw!
  The consul objected:
  -No! Let there be a fight to the end!
  Crassus agreed with this:
  - Let there be a fight to the end!
  The manager nodded:
  - Indeed, someone's bet has to pay off!
  Grannik tried to finish the boy off. He only had one hand, so he dropped his shield and tried to reach for the boy's throat. He wanted to strangle the impudent little beast. Albert, however, didn't give up. He bit the hand that was trying to grab him by the throat. Grannik responded by rising up and punching the boy in the face. The blow was powerful.
  And a bruise immediately appeared on the boy's face. But Grannik opened up, and two of the boy's fingers hit him in the eyes. And what a wild howl there was. The champion recoiled.
  And the boy slipped out from under him. And then, in a rage, he slammed his shin into his temple with all his might. Grannik staggered, but desperately didn't want to fall. Then the boy picked him up from the floor.
  his sword. And with a turn, he delivered a blow to the back of his head with the steel hilt. And then added a blow to his temple.
  Grannik went completely silent... He passed out and lost consciousness.
  Albert dipped his bare foot in the blood, leaving behind a graceful imprint of a child's footprint. Raising his sword in his right hand, he shouted:
  - Victory!
  The consul exclaimed:
  - Public, vote - to finish off or to live!
  CHAPTER ? 18.
  Most of the crowd bet on the champion. They were angry about losing their money. And Grannik's constant victories were getting tiresome.
  And almost everyone unanimously gave a thumbs down!
  Crassus and the Consul also gave thumbs down.
  And the wife noticed:
  - Yes, the old champion is dead, long live the new champion!
  Crassus yelled at the top of his lungs:
  - Stab him! Finish him off!
  The consul growled:
  - Cut off the head!
  Albert shrugged and shouted:
  - I will not kill a man who lies unconscious and helpless! Be merciful too!
  Crassus yelled:
  - No! Finish him! This is what the people want!
  The crowd shouted in unison:
  - Finish him off! Finish him off! Finish him off!
  Albert shrugged and replied:
  - No! I will not kill an unarmed man!
  Crassus yelled:
  - If you don"t kill him, we"ll kill you too!
  Albert answered boldly:
  - Well, if I have to lie down in the ground, then it"s only once!
  The consul suddenly softened:
  "You know, Spartacus will soon be storming the fortress, and Grannik's sword will be of great use to us! As host of this celebration, I bid farewell to the champion of Rome! Or rather, the former champion of Rome!"
  The crowd howled in disappointment.
  And the consul continued:
  - The victorious boy is awarded the golden laurel wreath of the Roman champion! And may the gods be with him!
  A thunderous applause followed. The people appreciated the consul's mercy.
  Albert bowed.
  Two girls placed a laurel wreath of pure gold on him. It was a bit too big for the boy. It slipped over his head and hung around his neck.
  The boy chanted:
  - Victory awaits! Victory awaits! For those who yearn to break the shackles! Victory awaits, victory awaits! We will be able to overcome need!
  Gorbachev-Putin, Vladimir-Mikhail, woke up and began making reforms again. First and foremost, he ordered the more active use of vacuum bombs and chemical weapons in Afghanistan. "There's no point in standing on ceremony with bandits," he said.
  And from the Caspian Sea, missiles fired salvos to demonstrate their striking power.
  Next, orders were given to develop hypersonic missiles and more powerful weapons, as well as new-generation tanks and other types of weapons.
  The war between Iran and Iraq was also touched upon. There was, of course, the idea: opening a second front against Iran. And that's also cool.
  Gorbachev and Putin were positive about the idea. But a pretext for an invasion was needed.
  The KGB promised to fabricate this pretext. And that everything would be fine, Comrade Dictator.
  The first nationwide presidential elections in the USSR were scheduled for August 19, 1987. Why August 19? It was the exact date of the State Emergency Committee, when they unsuccessfully tried to save the country.
  By the way, Gorbachev-Putin himself was at that moment against the State Emergency Committee and on the side of Yeltsin and Sobchak.
  After the elections, we could attack Iran, while also bringing in more troops to stage a blitzkrieg.
  After which the dictator Gorbachev-Putin fell asleep again.
  After his victory, Albert was taken to the bathroom and washed. Then he was given a little food and some wine with stimulating herbs.
  After which, the naked boy was covered with blankets and taken to the bedroom of the consul's wife. She looked to be about thirty-five years old, and still quite beautiful, though a bit plump.
  In any case, she's still quite an attractive woman in her prime. Although the age difference is like that between mother and son.
  Albert was handsome, with sculpted muscles, a deep tan, and fair hair. But a large bruise adorned his face, covering half his cheek, and his eye was slightly swollen.
  The boy's male perfection was swollen and quite developed.
  Matrona tore the veil from the young slave and whispered:
  - Handsome, come on, you're mine now!
  Albert, excited by the potion and heterosexual like almost all teenagers, nodded:
  - I'm ready!
  And he rushed toward the large, beautiful woman. She leaned forward. The bed shook and voluptuous sighs were heard. Albert was alternately hot and cold, and he
  worked with great enthusiasm and energy.
  Meanwhile, Rhodopeia was forced to fight again.
  However, her opponent was a match for her. A boy of about the same age and height. He was wearing only a loincloth. Rhodopeia also had to take off her tunic and only
  A thin ribbon covered her hips. The girl's breasts were already almost fully formed, and they looked quite appetizing. And already men were turned on by her.
  Crassus noted:
  - And after the battle she will be mine!
  The consul nodded:
  - Yes, my guest - that's your right! But she could be a virgin!
  The manager suggested:
  - Let's not love her yet, but put her up for auction and sell her virginity under the hammer!
  Crassus nodded in agreement:
  "If part of the money is mine, then that's possible! Actually, virgins are... An experienced woman gives much more pleasure than an innocent girl!"
  The manager agreed:
  - True, Crassus! But it would be better to gather merchants from all over the empire for the auction. And that will be after Spartacus' defeat!
  Crassus remarked:
  - It would have been possible to put the boy up for auction as a virgin!
  The manager shook his head:
  "No, he's experienced the love of a woman more than once. Including my mistress! And women don't need virgins! They're attracted to young boys, but already skilled and experienced!"
  The boy was still slightly taller and a year older than Rhodopeia. His body was forged by hard work and training. It was clear he wasn't a star, but he had some skills.
  But Rhodopeia is also a capable warrior and has fought in real battles more than once. And not without distinction.
  So she was the favorite right away. Even though she wasn't well-known here, most of the bets were on her.
  The boy turned pale. He saw that Rhodopeia's muscles were very defined, and her body was more like that of a miniature war goddess than a girl. She had slab-shaped abs, a rare sight in girls.
  and the muscles in his arms roll like balls. And this is a truly powerful fighter.
  The gong sounded, and the boy, swinging his sword, attempted to attack. Rhodopeia parried his attacks. From the first minute, it was clear that, while the boy was no slouch, he was up against a powerful warrior.
  which moves much faster.
  Rhodopeia, however, was in no hurry to end the fight. She had only a sword, like the boy. Their shields were at arm's length. Rhodopeia scratched the boy's chest, cooing:
  - Well, sucker, does it hurt?
  Blood began to flow. The boy attacked her in return. The girl parried and again lightly scratched her young opponent in the chest. He began to attack more furiously.
  Rhodopeia dodged and parried, but didn't attack yet. She felt sorry for the teenager, about fourteen or fifteen years old, who already had scars on his body. He was obviously
  This isn't his first fight. And if he gets knocked out, the public is unlikely to forgive him.
  A gladiator's life is hard. You're constantly at risk of dying. And to survive a hundred fights, you have to be a true hero. And Rhodopeia sighed heavily.
  She didn't want to kill the boy, but she didn't want to die herself either.
  Moreover, the girl felt that even if she refused to finish off the boy, others would do it for her. For example, the archers were standing by the consul's bedside. They were muscular,
  Strong girls. They only have their breasts and hips covered, and they're wearing sandals. Otherwise, their bodies are almost naked, tanned, and unfemininely strong. It's clear these are female killers.
  And they have special, gilded bows.
  Rhodopeia fights defensively. I feel sorry for the boy. He most likely worked in the quarries. Long-healed whip marks are visible on his back and sides. Then he was sold to a gladiator school.
  He's a fairly strong and fast fighter. But Rhodopeia is Albert's sister, and almost as great a fighter as her brother. So now there's a difference in class.
  It is possible to win, but there is no desire.
  Crassus noted angrily:
  - They fight so sluggishly! Like sleepy flies! Especially the girl!
  The consul remarked:
  - She doesn't want to kill him! She's sparing the boy on purpose!
  Crassus noted:
  - We need to burn her heels with a hot iron!
  The consul nodded:
  - Both! However, the boy doesn't give up and attacks! Perhaps the fight will liven up!
  The manager noted:
  - This kid spent eight years in the mines. He's very resilient! So...
  Crassus growled:
  - We won't pardon him in any case if he loses!
  Rhodopeia is agile and fast. However, if you're always on the defensive, you'll eventually get hit. And so the boy hit Rhodopeia on the shoulder. The skin burst, and now the girl's blood began to flow.
  Rhodopeia suddenly became more active in her anger. She began attacking the boy more vigorously. And the Moors, to cheer the children up, began throwing hot coals under their bare, callused feet.
  Rhodopeia sang:
  - You can't catch it with your hands,
  You can't reach it on foot...
  With bare feet,
  With powerful hands!
  And then she struck the boy in the chest with the sword. And cut harder. And then she stabbed him in the stomach. The boy wheezed. He kicked the girl. He hit her in the stomach. Rhodopeia doubled over and jumped back.
  The boy attacked in a rage. He was bleeding heavily, and he was in danger of weakening. Rhodopeia barely parried. Her arm moved more heavily and a little slower after the wound to her shoulder.
  Then the girl switched hands and began attacking with her left. This went a little better. And, having caught the still-inexperienced opponent, the girl struck him in the wrists.
  The sword fell, and the boy's arm was cut. He retreated. Rhodopeia advanced on him, but the boy kicked her again. He caught her between the legs, and it was so painful.
  Rhodopeia screamed and struck the young slave on the head with all her might. The skull, covered in blond hair, cracked. The boy fell down dead, or perhaps even expired.
  The Moor jumped up to him and cauterized the fallen slave's bare heel with a hot iron. He didn't even move.
  Crassus shouted:
  - Feed him to the lions! The fight is over!
  The boy was picked up on a hook and dragged. This time in the other direction, where there were lions, not crocodiles.
  The girl stood there, stunned. She'd killed a young slave, a boy in a loincloth. A slave like herself. And it was so bitter and shameful. Killing legionnaires is something you don't experience.
  Crassus ordered:
  - Give her a bouquet of flowers! Let her rejoice!
  The consul nodded:
  - And take the girl into custody! She is now our slave and will be sold!
  The manager noted:
  - You have to buy it from me first!
  The consul frowned:
  - Did you buy it?
  The manager nodded his head:
  - No!
  The consul nodded:
  "These are Spartacus's spies! We can torture them or execute them! But for now, let them be slaves!"
  Crassus remarked:
  - The boy is pleasing your wife now. Aren't you disgusted?
  The consul noted:
  "Let him have his fun! And then we'll send him to a separate cell! Putting him with other slaves is very dangerous!"
  Crassus remarked:
  - If these are Spartacus's spies, then it's better to torture them!
  The consul nodded:
  "But not today! They're stubborn children, and the interrogation will drag on for a long time, and I want to interrogate them personally. Today, since it's my birthday, let's forget about business!"
  Crassus remarked:
  - Torture is entertainment!
  The consul nodded:
  - We'll finish eating, finish drinking, watch the latest battles, and then get some sleep. And we'll indulge ourselves in a new kind of torture pleasure!
  Crassus agreed:
  - It's better to get new pleasure with a fresh mind. Otherwise, it will be dawn soon!
  The gladiatorial combat continued. Another girl enters the arena... She's wearing only thin panties, tanned, barefoot, and muscular.
  She has very beautiful breasts, although scars are visible on her body. And her hair is copper-red, a pretty warrior.
  She was once a slave, but now she's free and fights for money. Her feet are bare, though, to make her more agile.
  This time, she'll be facing a wolf. A fairly formidable opponent-a lion, after all, is far more dangerous. And the girl is armed with a sword and a dagger.
  The crowd roared approvingly. Of course, animals don't run to Spartacus, so it's only natural that now the test of strength must be against a beast.
  True, it's usually difficult to defeat a lion. Lions often simply tore boys to pieces. Naked and untrained boys, at that, who had done something wrong in the quarries.
  And they were given such a cheerful death.
  Crassus grumbled:
  - This is really fun!
  The consul remarked:
  "And this is Ellie, a woman from Germany. A very good fighter! She won't run off to Spartacus!"
  Crassus agreed:
  - She won't run away! But a wolf might tear her apart!
  The consul objected:
  "The wolf is not a strong enough opponent for her! Don't be afraid, Crassus!"
  Rich man number one noted:
  - No matter how much you feed a wolf, he still looks into the forest!
  And he will laugh out loud.
  Roman warriors are certainly a force to be reckoned with. But barbarian warriors are also good. The red-haired beauty, at the signal for the race, attacked the wolf. The wolf, apparently, sensed foul play, and
  He was in no hurry to attack. And the girl kicked him with her bare heel, right in the nose. The wolf howled in pain. The girl jumped back and cooed:
  - Stick, stick, cucumber,
  A little man is beating a wolf!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Excellent! The fight is very colorful!
  The consul remarked:
  - Ellie won't let you down!
  The wolf tried to attack the redhead. But the tip of the blade cut into her fur. He felt pain and whined. It was like taking a pinch of snuff. And the beast, enraged, tried to attack again.
  Redhead noticed and chopped the wolf across the mouth.
  - You're a weakling, Gray!
  And again he laughs.
  The consul remarked with a smile:
  - This is no ordinary girl!
  Crassus nodded:
  - There are women in Rome!
  The wolf snapped his teeth again. But he couldn't reach the warrior. His white fangs gleamed harshly. And another sword strike simply ripped a hole through his mouth. And then the warrior's dagger.
  He poked her hard in the eye. The wolf took the blow, desperately scratched, and caught Ellie's leg with his binge. The girl only received a scratch, but she was slightly stunned, and the seriously wounded
  The wolf leaped at her, knocking her off her feet. And then, a little more, he almost grabbed her throat. The girl desperately lunged and kicked the daggers in the stomach. The fangs scratched her chin,
  and the claws raked across her chest. The girl shook off the wolf and jumped up. It jumped at her again, but was struck with a dagger at full swing, and then with a sword to the skull.
  This time the redhead had done a good job, and the beast was stunned. Ellie herself was already badly scratched, blood was pouring off her, and there were teeth marks on her chin. The girl became furious.
  stab the stunned wolf with a dagger and chop with a sword.
  She continued to pound until she was exhausted, turning the fanged creature's body into a bloody mess. The fight was over. And the red-haired warrior raised her sword and screamed:
  - Victory!
  Crassus remarked:
  - It was badly damaged!
  The consul waved his hand:
  - It will heal like a dog!
  Crassus objected:
  - I don"t think so... The scars will remain for life!
  The consul sighed:
  - We'll see! They say there are ointments that heal even scars without a trace!
  The fight is over in any case... And most of the bets, of course, are on the redhead...
  Then a blonde girl ran out. Very pretty and muscular. Two boys, about ten or eleven years old, came out against her. Judging by everything, they were still quite new.
  They didn't even have time to recover from the quarries, thin and covered in whips.
  Crassus noted:
  - What a beautiful woman! You obviously take care of her!
  The consul nodded:
  - Boys are the cheapest commodity! Beautiful women are the most expensive!
  The richest man of Rome remarked:
  - And the one who pleases your wife is also a boy!
  The consul remarked:
  - Not an ordinary boy, but an unusually handsome one!
  The manager noted:
  - And a rare warrior who laid waste to the champion of Rome!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Oh yes! That's why we didn't kill him! Even though he's Spartacus's spy!
  The consul licked his lips:
  - But there will be torture!
  Most of the bets went on the blonde. She was armed with a long, very sharp sword and shield. She was almost naked, wearing only panties. Her breasts, with red nipples, were visible.
  The boys are completely naked; loincloths are of no use to them in the quarries. And they're holding short swords, clearly blunt ones at that!
  A natural blonde beauty is being preserved so she can bring more victories in battles. And boys are like fodder for swords. It's all quite natural.
  Crassus remarked:
  -Beauty requires sacrifice!
  The consul agreed:
  -And the feminine beauty of triple victims!
  The boys were covered in whip marks, which hadn't healed properly. They'd only just been washed clean of the mine dust. And it was obvious they hadn't even been fed before the fight. So, their stomachs were
  the unfortunate children who were taken out to be slaughtered fell through.
  The manager noted:
  - Well, they could have been fed! After all, they could have eaten their fill only once in their lives!
  Crassus nodded:
  - We could! But it's easier to fight on an empty stomach!
  The blonde shuffled her bare feet, impatiently awaiting the signal. She was very beautiful, and her skin was golden-olive from the tan. It was clear that such a woman was being kept.
  and also for aesthetics. In Italy, white hair is much rarer among local women than in the north, and therefore blondes are valued. And in general, you'll agree, a woman
  with white hair is much more beautiful than with black.
  The boys also admired the nearly naked woman with the sword who was supposed to kill them. The blonde, hearing the gong, went on the offensive. She, of course, felt a little sorry for these
  boys, but it might still be better to die than to suffer in the quarries. Besides, the blonde believed that the souls of children go to the Elysees Fields and enjoy it.
  in the valleys of paradise, with happiness and satiety, and games. They say they haven't had time to sin, and the gods aren't tormenting them. A kind of doctrine of paradise also arose in Rome, and even earlier about
  immortal soul. And I didn't want to believe in the underworld of Hades at all. Instead, I could imagine that emperors become gods after death and feast on Olympus.
  And the heroes go to the Elysian Fields, where Valkyries, sumptuous feasts, wine, food, eternally young women, and other delights await them. Like the Vikings. And the children, perhaps
  They will also be happy, and have eternal games and fun, running barefoot on the soft grass in the kingdom of eternal summer, childhood, and picking juicy, sweet fruits from lush trees!
  Isn't this paradise? And in the quarries, under backbreaking labor, it's not life, but a slow, painful death. Here's how the overseers whipped the boys.
  And often, young slaves are also raped, either by older slaves or by overseers, so you can't envy them in any case.
  The blonde wanted to finish the boys off quickly, but she knew the crowd wouldn't approve. So, she initially only lightly cut one boy, and then
  another on the chest. And left them with bloody streaks.
  Crassus remarked:
  - He's playing to the public!
  The consul nodded:
  - It's entertaining! But to be honest, I'm already sleepy!
  The manager nodded:
  - This is already the penultimate battle... It's almost dawn. And we need to have strength in case of a fight with Spartacus!
  Crassus agreed:
  - The barbarians are already close, the assault could happen tomorrow, or the day after!
  The consul nodded in agreement:
  - We could get seriously hurt!
  The manager noted:
  "Rome's walls are high and thick, and there are a hundred thousand defenders, half of whom are seasoned warriors. Another fifty thousand women and teenagers could be recruited from among the citizens."
  republics!
  Crassus nodded in agreement:
  - That's a really good idea! Let's mobilize everyone!
  The consul noted:
  - We have enough arsenals. It's just that women and children fight worse than men!
  The manager noted:
  - Depends on which ones! The blonde isn't bad at all!
  Indeed, the girl was spinning on her toes. From time to time, she poked the boys. And slightly injured them. They gradually moved more slowly, and were clearly weakened by
  Blood loss. The girl sighed, kicked one of them away with her bare foot, and deftly smacked the fallen boy on the back of the head with the hilt of her sword. He passed out, but was still alive.
  And he didn't have any serious injuries. So there was a chance the public would forgive him. The second boy tried to lunge at the blonde, but was also knocked down again. And she kicked him in the chin with her heel, also skillfully knocking him out.
  The boys were now lying unconscious, but still alive and unharmed!
  Crassus nodded with a smile:
  - I think it's time to finish them off!
  The consul suddenly objected:
  "Quite a few slaves have escaped from the quarries, too. And despite the increased security, they continue to escape. And the boys are valuable because they can crawl through narrow corridors and mine shafts! There's a shortage of slaves as it is! So I'll use my power to spare them!"
  The manager nodded:
  "Yes, we can use them again! The veins are intact, and the wounds will heal like dogs. Better yet, let's watch the last fight and..."
  Crassus yawned, opened his mouth wide and muttered:
  - Yes, we're tired! But we want something special for last!
  The manager nodded:
  - It will be! It will be special!
  The consul stepped forward and, despite the bloodthirsty mood of the crowd, raised his thumb up!
  The blonde smiled and squeaked:
  - Glory to the merciful consul!
  Meanwhile, the Moors held a red-hot iron to the boys' bare heels. They quickly poked them and then pulled them away, so as not to cause serious harm. The boys came to their senses from the intense pain.
  They were roped and led back. Now they were apparently deemed unfit for gladiatorial combat and were sent to the quarries. True, they were well fed beforehand.
  As is customary with gladiators who remain alive. And they were laid to sleep on soft straw-lined bunks. The boys, accustomed to sleeping on coarse gravel in the quarries, fell asleep happily.
  And for the first time in their lives, they tasted delicious meat. A return to the mines awaited them. But there was hope that Spartacus would come. And that warmed their hearts.
  The boys sniffled and for the first time in a long time, they had sweet dreams.
  And here is the last battle.
  And it's truly special. The black-skinned daughter of Africa, Xena, is fighting-she's the greatest female gladiator and the Roman Republic's champion of the fair sex!
  Yes, Black Xena is a great warrior. And a fight with her is interesting...
  The girl was wearing only a loincloth, tall, with lean muscles and sinewy. She could even be considered thin, but this impression is deceptive. You can see how
  Balls of muscle roll under her black, tanned skin, as hard as wire.
  Crassus noted:
  - The Roman Republic Champion, right at the end? That's awesome!
  The consul remarked with a smile:
  - Yes, it's impressive... She's a great fighter!
  Xena was armed with a long pole with sharp steel points at both ends.
  and jumped very dexterously.
  Crassus said with hope in his voice:
  - I hope her opponent is serious! And not a couple of snot-nosed boys?
  The manager nodded willingly:
  - Yes, your Majesty! The opponent will be something!
  As Xena bowed out, the bell rang for the next opponent to enter. And indeed, the crowd could not be happier. A massive seven-meter-long crocodile slithered into the arena.
  The consul remarked with a smile:
  - This is great!
  Crassus agreed:
  - A good opponent! Just too... stupid!
  The manager noted:
  - Xena is not a slave, but a free gladiator who fights for money! And her opponent is, on the one hand, quite capable, and on the other, worthy of the public! So, the final
  The fight will be very interesting!
  Crassus, moved by emotion, sang:
  - Just a little more! Just a little more, the last fight is the hardest!
  The consul continued with a smile:
  - I want to go home to the bosom of Rome!
  The Republic is a second mother!
  The manager noted:
  - I think you will be pleased!
  Crassus nodded:
  -I'm betting on Xena!
  The consul confirmed:
  - And I'm also on Xena!
  The manager agreed:
  - She will win! But someone will bet on the crocodile!
  The gong sounded to signal the start of the fight.
  Xena began to dance around the crocodile. It moved after her. The reptile, although outwardly clumsy, was quite fast. And here you need to be a high-class gladiator to
  Don't fall into her teeth. The black warrior advanced and retreated. And then struck with the tip. So far, not too dangerous for the crocodile. Clearly, this is the last one.
  fight, and you can stall for time.
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  - Such a shrew could have laid Spartacus out!
  The consul noted with a smile:
  - What would have happened if the boy had fought with this panther?
  Crassus quite logically noted:
  - A very interesting and competitive fight!
  The consul drank wine from his cup and noted:
  - That would be a good performance!
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  The manager suggested:
  - If you want, we can arrange this tomorrow!
  Crassus objected to this:
  - What about torture?
  The consul remarked:
  - Torture can wait! We'll always have time to fry the boy's heels!
  The manager nodded:
  - And the fight can be held in the Colosseum!
  Crassus objected:
  "No! If the people gather in the Colosseum, it will be easier to attack the city. We'll have to organize grand gladiator games after the victory over Spartacus!"
  The consul agreed with this:
  - Right, let's put it off for now, for better times. Besides, I'm already tired of this bloody spectacle!
  Crassus gurgled:
  - Spartak, Spartak - get it in the snout!
  Xena slashed the crocodile's jaws several times with the point, drawing blood. Then she leaped over the reptile. Then she stood on the spikes. And pricked her bare heels.
  It all looked very cool.
  The consul noted:
  - Gorgeous girl!
  Crassus agreed:
  - Talent!
  The manager suggested:
  - Maybe we should show her fighting a lion? That would be even cooler!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Yes, a lion is more dangerous than a crocodile and faster!
  The consul noted:
  - Maybe against the bear?
  Crassus objected:
  - A lion is more dangerous than a bear! Or maybe even use a tiger?
  The consul agreed with this:
  - The tiger is really a big head!
  Zena continued stabbing the crocodile. She did it with great pleasure, despite the fact that she was both in a subdued mood and had the violent reaction of a daughter of Africa.
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  - This is lovely!
  The consul agreed:
  - How lovely!
  Zena had been acting with great imagination and ingenuity so far. She slapped her bare feet against the crocodile's teeth, pricking his heels. And then she jumped up again and twisted away.
  Yes, this girl really is overwhelming. Only she doesn't suppress desires, she arouses them.
  And the crocodile keeps chasing her, but losing more and more blood and suffering more and more significant damage. Yes, it's a wonderful race.
  Crassus noted with a smile:
  - You are super, Zena!
  The consul objected:
  - Just a good gladiator! A fighter is a fighter!
  The manager suggested:
  - Maybe we should scatter the coals!
  Crassus objected:
  - The crocodile will be in more pain than she!
  The duel continued. Xena stabbed the crocodile in the mouth and nostrils, but left the eyes alone. She was clearly in no hurry to finish him off. But she was drawing copious amounts of blood.
  And her bare, girlish feet left very graceful and precise marks. And the fight itself proceeded in a rather one-sided manner. However, the crocodile did hit the girl on the calves a couple of times.
  scratched.
  The consul noted this with a wide yawn, then glanced at the water clock and muttered:
  - It's already getting light on the horizon! The sun will come out soon!
  Crassus agreed with this:
  - Let us have much more fun! The sun is rising over the Earth!
  The manager suggested:
  - Maybe... Oh well! I can feel my eyes closing!
  The consul nodded:
  - It's time to finish the feast and go to bed!
  Crassus remarked:
  - Spartacus is already on his way to us! And he knows how to move quickly!
  The manager shouted at the top of his lungs:
  - Come on, finish it, Zena!
  The girl grinned carnivorously. And her pole flew high and immediately plunged deep into the reptile's eye. The crocodile received a brutal blow and went silent. As if he had been rammed.
  lethal force.
  Xena exclaimed:
  - Victory! Let Rome be famous!
  Crassus nodded:
  - Victory! Well done!
  And he threw her a gold coin.
  The golden round disk and the consul were thrown.
  The fight was over. Xena dipped her foot in the crimson blood, leaving a few beautiful prints. Then she bowed and began to walk away.
  The consul replied with a smile:
  - This is quite impressive!
  Crassus agreed:
  - Yes, that's great! Although... predictable!
  The manager nodded:
  - To be predictable! Means to become punishable!
  Xena left, and the crocodile's carcass was dragged away by a dozen Moors.
  The fight ended, and many of the guests fell asleep right in their chairs.
  Now, the USSR is holding new presidential elections. More precisely, not new ones, but the first.
  And of course, Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin is the sole and uncontested presidential candidate. And the result can only be one: ninety-nine point ninety-nine. And this proves yet another triumph for the bald dictator.
  So, instead of democracy, Mikhail Gorbachev brought back Stalinism to the USSR. Which, incidentally, is exactly what many wanted after the chaos of Brezhnev. And now, once again, the cult of personality reigns supreme, with its portraits plastered all over the USSR. And once again, just like in the old days, black ravens and prison sentences.
  Since Vladimir-Mikhail dreams of Afghanistan, and beautiful warrior girls there.
  Four beautiful girls in bikinis are running: Natasha, Zoya, Augustina, Svetlana.
  Here they are bravely engaging in battle with the mujahideen.
  Natasha fires at the troops of the Islamic Empire of the Taliban from an under-barrel grenade launcher, hits a tank in the side and exclaims:
  - Our homeland will not forget us!
  Then her bare foot throws a grenade at the Taliban soldiers. A scream and a squeal are heard, as a mass of Islamic Empire fighters are torn apart. And one general of Suleiman's army has his arm torn off.
  Zoya, who also wrote about the Taliban, noted with surprise:
  - The watch is platinum!
  Augustine, throwing a grenade at the soldiers of the Islamic Empire with her bare toes, nodded:
  - And they also said that Suleiman was a beggar!
  Svetlana, writing about the Taliban, winked and kicked the explosive pack with her bare, round, pink heel:
  - The main wealth is in the soul!
  And the mass of Taliban soldiers was torn apart. It was a monumental battle between two colossal armies.
  Natasha fell on her stomach... A stormtrooper flew over her. The girl turned and fired at its tail. She hit the aircraft. It burst into smoke and left a lush trail.
  Yes, this is an impressive application of the new Igla system. It burns like hot metal through oil.
  Zoya also fired at another Taliban stormtrooper. She hit him in the torso, then sang:
  - We will never surrender to the enemy,
  I'll cut the enemies down to the size of their guns!
  And the girl, with her bare feet, grasped the bundle of grenades. And then, with great dexterity, she threw them at the enemy.
  And another self-propelled gun of the Islamic empire will overturn.
  It is clear that the turtle, armed with a powerful cannon, is spinning broken rollers, and the tracks are burst.
  Zoya noted with a smile:
  - We will do everything perfectly!
  Augustine also fights desperately. She jumps up and runs at the Taliban, firing. Her copper-red hair flutters like a battle flag. The girl has impressive grace.
  The red-haired beast sings:
  - Let's make the world beautiful,
  And let's take flight...
  Our Soviet Russia,
  The army of the formidable will kill!
  Svetlana, aggressively shooting at her opponents and mowing them down like a scythe, also threw a grenade with her bare, clinging fingers and squeaked:
  - For the flight to the heights!
  The four girls were at work, shooting and beating their opponents with great desperation and figurative pressure.
  Other girls also fought. Elizaveta's crew rode out in the brand-new T-72.
  The girls, of course, are wearing bikinis and are barefoot. They are driving their car.
  And the Taliban tanks are creeping up. They're basically copies of the T-54, not a particularly dangerous machine.
  Elizabeth commands, and Catherine, with her bare, round, girlish heels pressed against the ground, aims the gun.
  And if he does hit you, he'll hit you hard.
  Here a heavy projectile is spat out of the barrel and hits a Taliban tank from a long distance.
  Elena, who served the projectile, exclaims:
  - This is colossal!
  Driver Efrosinya confirms:
  - Definitely so!
  And her bare, calloused soles press on the pedals. The tank accelerates sharply. Then slows again. And then follows a lethal shot.
  Crew four E on high.
  Their tank starts moving again, and the long barrel swivels. The devastating gun fires again. At the time of its appearance, the T-72 was the best tank in the world. And, of course, it shows its worth.
  Elizabeth, firing and hitting her opponents, remarks:
  - We are true patriots of the USSR!
  Catherine stated decisively:
  - All patriots of the Soviet Union!
  And she fired, pressing the button, with her head, with her pink heel.
  These girls aren't the kind to just sit back and eat cabbage soup. Their tank is on the move again.
  From a distance, Taliban shells are no threat to him. And they hit the enemy from five or six kilometers away.
  These girls are just what we need. They have the power of anger and the flame of passion. And also the confidence to win.
  Elizaveta peers through the scope. There aren't many Afghan vehicles. But there are also American ones, sold to the Islamic Empire on credit. These vehicles are also weaker than the Russian ones. And they have a higher silhouette, making them much easier to hit.
  Ekaterina targeted and hit the American-made Afghan vehicle, taking off its turret with a single shot.
  That's how fast she hits.
  Elena, the radio operator and loader, confirmed:
  - Keep it up!
  And again, a deadly shell flies out for the Afghans. The girls in all their glory.
  Well, it's a tank.
  And here they are, running towards the planes, girls in bikinis flashing their pink heels.
  Yes, the attack fighters are ready for battle.
  Anastasia Vedmakova hops onto the nearest plane. And presses her bare soles against the pedals.
  Then the car takes off smoothly.
  A red-haired warrior with a perfect figure says:
  - Joy, in the Lord is my strength,
  Joy, in the Lord, with strength appreciating!
  And he smiles with pearly teeth. Vladimir Putin is certainly not a great leader. But in this case, he is waging a war comparable to the Great Patriotic War.
  The Afghans are pressing forward and pushing into Russian territory.
  Here's a striking honey-haired blonde - Akulina Orlova. She's also a real gal.
  And again in a bikini and barefoot. She is very beautiful and tanned.
  When she runs to the plane, the men stare. And the serving boys run up and kiss the graceful prints of her bare feet.
  This is a girl.
  Akulina flutters and flies into the attack aircraft. It lifts off very smoothly, yet swiftly.
  Akulina sang:
  - I see a blue line in the sky,
  I'm gaining altitude with a bang!
  And then her attack aircraft sees the first target in the sky - an Afghan airplane.
  The girl, without thinking twice, shoots him down with aircraft cannons, firing from a long distance.
  After which the blonde terminator sang:
  - I am the most accurate in the world,
  She became famous on this broadcast!
  Akulina giggled... Memories flashed through her mind of how the prisoners kissed her bare feet, her bare, dusty soles.
  Yes, it was funny. And the Taliban were crawling on their knees, kissing the Russian girl's bare feet.
  Mirabella Magnetic is also running toward the plane. Her legs are so tanned, muscular, bare, and graceful.
  And what amazing press plates. They're simply wonderful.
  Mirabella is a warrior who simply demonstrates the highest class of behavior and at the same time the standard of beauty.
  And her hair sparkles like gold leaf. And her body is barely covered by a bikini.
  And what graceful traces her bare, chiseled feet leave. She is a delightful girl.
  You can admire it for a long time without stopping.
  She pressed her bare soles on the pedals, and the fighter jet smoothly lifted off from the runway.
  Mirabela sang with a chuckle:
  There is no room for weak people here,
  We will greet the dawn!
  Now all three girls are in the air, which means that dark hours have begun for the Taliban.
  Anastasia Vedmakova fires a lethal projectile at an Afghan tank, piercing it completely. She then pronounces:
  - For communism!
  Akulina Orlova also fights with great success. Here's her missile, which destroyed a self-propelled gun. The girl screams:
  - For the greatness of the planet and for the glory of October!
  And again she sends something extremely deadly at the enemy.
  Mirabella Magnetic accurately hits the enemy and sings:
  - One, two, three... Tear apart all the enemies! And rip off the Taliban's head!
  The triumvirate fights with great skill and daring. The girls here are, frankly, beauties.
  And their attack aircraft are jumping across the sky, and that's really cool. And what's more, they're shooting down Taliban planes.
  These are real beauties. The mujahideen empire will be in trouble. Just one shot, and three Afghan planes are shot down at once.
  Anastasia Vedmakova, baring her teeth and smiling welcomingly, pressed the button with her bare, pink heel.
  She hit a car and squealed:
  - This is my fundamental request!
  Akulina Orlova confirmed, knocking down her opponent:
  - And punch me in the nose quickly!
  The girls here are incredibly unbridled. And again, a couple of Afghan fighters have been shot down. This is their highest profession. The girl here has colossal strength.
  And then Anastasia hit the bunker housing the Taliban general. He was sent flying.
  How the earth rose and burst into flames from the girls' impact. And this is only the beginning.
  Female snipers also fight.
  Alice and Angelica with their rifles. They hunt Taliban soldiers and shoot accurately.
  They target officers first.
  The girls also prefer to fight in just bikinis. They are brave and very beautiful.
  Alice is also a blonde, and Angelica is a redhead.
  They shoot in turns and hit accurately.
  Alice knocked down a Taliban colonel with a well-aimed bullet and asked her red-haired partner:
  - Do you think black holes really exist or is it just a hypothesis?
  Angelica also cut down another Afghan officer with a well-aimed shot and replied:
  - Found the moment to ask such questions!
  Alice replied with a sigh:
  - Unfortunately, there was no better time!
  And the girl threw a small grenade with her bare toes. A dozen Taliban were blown to pieces.
  Angelica responded by firing again:
  - I don't think black holes affect grain yields!
  Alice agreed with this:
  - I think so too - although...
  The red-haired beast threw a gift of annihilation with her bare heel, once again smashing her opponents and said:
  - For communism on Venus!
  Alice added:
  - And on Mars too!
  Both girls are good shots. And they are very shapely and muscular.
  For example, when a Taliban was captured, they forced him to kiss the dusty soles of his shoes. This warrior of the Islamic Empire, the Taliban, became so overwhelmed that he literally died.
  Alice replied with a sigh:
  - I feel sorry for him!
  Angelica agreed:
  - We don"t need this war at all!
  Alice added:
  - And to the Taliban too!
  The red-haired beast wittily remarked:
  - With glasses from China, I'm so cool!
  The warriors are really very cheerful.
  They have so much bright charm.
  Alice again threw the gift of death with her bare, round heel and cooed:
  - To new victories!
  Angelica also launched a blast of destruction at the enemy using her bare foot and yelped:
  - For the Fatherland!
  That's how these girls got carried away... The sniper rifles were working at full capacity.
  Alenka also fought, defending the city from the Taliban. There were ruins and piles of rubble everywhere.
  The girl fired a burst at the soldiers of the Islamic empire Taliban, mowing down an entire line of them.
  And then Alenka threw a grenade with her bare toes, scattering the Chinese and squealing:
  - For Ilya Muromets!
  Anyuta also fired at the soldiers of the Afghan Taliban Empire. And she hit them with great accuracy. Every bullet hit.
  And the pierced Taliban fall, in stacks, word for word.
  And the girl, with her still naked, pink, round heel, will throw a pea of death and sing:
  - Glory to the USSR! We have no problems!
  And again a well-aimed burst, and a pile of corpses.
  Alla is also in battle. She cuts down soldiers of the Afghan Empire, the Taliban. Such a radiant girl she is. She knocks out the Taliban like a branding needle. All the while, she sings:
  - And in the mountain heights, in the starry silence,
  In the sea wave and furious fire!
  And in a furious, furious fire!
  And now her bare toes are once again throwing out a murderous and destructive gift of death.
  The girls here are very beautiful, and all in bikinis. And so curvy and muscular.
  Maria also fights. She knocks out a ton of Taliban, mowing them down with great ease, and sings:
  - Life is only a moment - between the past and the future,
  Life is only a moment - hold on to it...
  Who among men can boast of a body,
  And the girl has a thought - spin!
  And her bare foot again threw a gift of annihilation with colossal destructive force.
  These girls are truly top-notch and show the most outstanding pilots.
  And how graceful and seductive their bare feet are.
  Olympia also fights with great enthusiasm. And she mows down her enemies without ceremony. She destroys them in whole ranks.
  And then the bare toes of the magnificent beauty throw gifts of total annihilation.
  After which Olympiada sang:
  - No, the keen eye will not fade,
  The Komsomol member's gaze is pure...
  The voice of the people is ringing,
  And the radiant stream!
  
  I believe the whole world will wake up,
  There will be an end to fascism-
  And the sun will shine -
  Lighting the way for communism!
  And again the bare heel throws up a whole bunch of grenades at once.
  These are the girls. They're so beautiful. And the Taliban are advancing like a tsunami. There are so many of them, and they're literally showering the Russian positions with corpses. And they're advancing so aggressively.
  The Afghan Taliban Empire's forces are trying to conquer the world, including Russia.
  Marusya shoots at the Taliban. Her bare toes hurl a grenade with shrapnel. And again, needles fly in all directions. They pierce the warriors of the Islamic Empire of the Taliban.
  The mujahideen are very brave, and the girls writing on them barely have time to change the tape. They are literally pelted with corpses.
  Marusya sang with a smile:
  - Stalin lives in my heart,
  So that we do not know sorrow...
  The door to space has been opened -
  The stars were sparkling above us!
  And again the girl's bare, sculpted foot throws a grenade of great, deadly force.
  What a beauty.
  Matryona also fires at the enemy, and with great accuracy. She mows down enemies and hurls lethal grenades with her bare toes. She tears apart her foes and squeals:
  - Komsomol is not just an age,
  Komsomol is my destiny!
  And again the girl fires a well-aimed shot. And the Taliban general falls, dead.
  Alenka sings, crushing the mujahideen:
  - An indestructible union of free republics,
  It was not brute force or fear that united us...
  And the good will of enlightened people,
  And friendship, light, reason and courage in dreams!
  And once again, the bare toes of the girl's chiseled, tanned feet throw a grenade of deadly and destructive power.
  And the mass of Taliban goes to their forefathers.
  Anyuta also threw the gift of death with her bare heel.
  The Afghan tank flipped over, its broken wheels rolling across the field.
  Burnt grass, a mass of corpses on it.
  Anyuta sang with a smile:
  - The war with the Taliban is raging,
  War without any particular reason...
  Satan has broken loose from his chains -
  And death came with him!
  Alla also took potshots at the Taliban soldiers of the Afghan Empire, and quite accurately. And the red-haired girl, with her bare toes, launched a piece of plastic explosive.
  And two dozen Afghans were thrown into the air and caught fire there.
  Alla sang:
  - We have gained immortal glory in battles,
  Our people are great in battles like an eagle...
  I know many generations will pass,
  And the warrior of Russia has found greatness!
  After which Alla again threw a murderous gift of annihilation with her bare toes.
  Maria, writing about the Taliban, noted:
  - This is our highest class!
  And she took it and threw it with her bare toes, a destructive gift of annihilation.
  After which the girl with yellow hair sang:
  - Grenade, grenade, killer grenade,
  The Chinese are in for a brutal payback!
  Olympiada noted aggressively, mowing down the Taliban like a scythe. And throwing another gift of annihilation with her bare toes, the girl said:
  - This will all be really cool!
  Marusya, mowing down enemies and throwing deadly gifts of death with her bare toes, squeaked:
  - For big changes!
  Matryona, knocking out the Afghans and giving a gift of hellish death with her bare heel, said:
  - For real communism in the USSR!
  These are the girls with bare legs and bare round heels that are pressing the Taliban.
  And here are Veronica and Tamara, aiming missiles at the Afghan Empire troops. And they launch with a roar, destroying Taliban positions. What a battle.
  Veronica and Tamara flash their bare, pink heels and press the joystick buttons.
  Veronica launched the destruction and squealed:
  - For new victories of the USSR!
  Tamara crushed the enemies, releasing gifts of destruction, and yelped, pressing the button with her bare fingers:
  - This is a great party of peace!
  The girls laughed and stuck out their tongues.
  Victoria also presses the joystick buttons with the bare toes of her very beautiful and seductive feet.
  And destroys the pillboxes and bunkers of the enemy from the Islamic Empire, the Taliban. These are the girls who carry the charge of annihilation.
  Veronica ran her palm over the abs and squealed:
  - For the reunification of the planet and the whole world!
  CHAPTER ? 20.
  Here's Stalenida in battle. She's a girl who can fight with frenzied fury.
  And now her chest is heaving. What a girl. And her tongue is so scarlet.
  And here comes a gift of death with lethal force.
  Stalenida sings with a hellish smile:
  - The world will become cleaner and more beautiful,
  For the sake of our Motherland, Russia...
  Afghanistan is advancing in fury -
  I'll hit him in the face with a sword!
  Veronica agreed with this:
  - Russia must defeat the Taliban!
  Here the girls are running to attack. And their legs flash very seductively, with great charm.
  Volunteers from Germany are also fighting here. Here, in particular, is Gerda's tank crew.
  German girls are also barefoot and in bikinis.
  Red-haired Charlotte presses the joystick buttons with her bare toes and hits the enemy tank.
  After which he says:
  - Let's defend Germany on its distant borders.
  Gerda also shoots, using her bare toes, at her hated enemy and squeals:
  - For the white brotherhood!
  Kristina also fights very bravely. And she uses her bare toes very effectively.
  Gifts of death fly out of the tank's barrel, crushing and burning everything around them.
  And this is a very deadly and destructive tank.
  Christina sang:
  - Our communism is in great glory,
  Let's raise the red banner higher!
  And the girl will press the buttons with her bare heel.
  Magda also fires very accurately. She hits the enemy with great precision, blows off turrets with shells, and screams:
  - For the Fatherland - our mother!
  And her bare toes are also busy.
  These girls are like lava from a volcano-blood and milk. And how they crush the mujahideen, giving them no respite or the slightest break.
  Gerda chirped, sending a projectile with her bare toes into the enemy tank:
  - This is mind-blowing!
  There are no real problems for girls.
  And now the beautiful ninjas from Japan have taken on the Afghans again.
  If they start to destroy, they do it with great relish and scope.
  The blue-haired ninja girl slashed at the Taliban with two swords, performing a windmill and cooed:
  - For the great achievements of Japan!
  And her bare heel threw the ball up with colossal force of destruction and annihilation.
  The yellow-haired ninja girl performed a butterfly blade attack and said:
  - For the greatest victories!
  And her bare toes threw a pea of annihilation, tearing apart a couple dozen Afghans.
  The red-haired ninja girl also slashed with her swords, from left to right and diagonally.
  After which she cooed:
  - For space Japan!
  And with her bare heel the girl threw a packet of coal explosives, and how it destroyed the enemy.
  A white-haired ninja girl performed a move, a barrel of nails, knocking off the heads of the Taliban and squealed:
  - For the greatest Celestial Empire!
  And with her bare toes she will throw poisonous needles that pierce through the dark-skinned warriors.
  This quartet of ninja girls turned out to be aggressive and chopped off Afghan heads with great enthusiasm.
  High-class female pilots also fought in the sky.
  In particular, Albina and Alvina.
  These are such charming blondes. They launch aerial missiles at the enemy.
  Albina fired with her bare toes. She shot down a dozen Afghan planes at once and cooed:
  - For the Fatherland of a great era!
  Alvina cut down the enemy, and having knocked out a dozen Taliban vehicles at once, with a simple tap of her bare heel, she said:
  - For the Greatest Rus' and the USSR!
  This girl is top-notch, truly super. And her partner is simply hyper.
  The girls, of course, are energetic and extremely wise.
  And here's Margarita riding on a motorcycle and shooting at the Taliban.
  And Viola with her.
  Girls mow down warriors of the Afghan Taliban Empire.
  Viola throws a bomb from the stroller with her bare toes and roars:
  - For the Motherland, for Putin!
  Margarita also tossed up the gift of destruction with her bare foot, with its graceful curve of the sole, and yelped:
  - For the victory of the great communism!
  And both girls burst out laughing. And they fired a burst that cut down an entire line of Chinese.
  And here are Olya and Nadezhda riding in an infantry fighting vehicle. They're also firing with incredible accuracy from a dozen machine guns at once. And so they're desperately and skillfully mowing down the Chinese.
  These are the women. And of course, they're also wearing red bikinis, tanned and barefoot.
  Their legs are in motion, sending blasts of destruction and death at the Afghans. These girls are simply superb!
  Olya cooed, baring her teeth:
  - Communism will be throughout the world!
  Nadezhda readily agreed, mowing down the warriors of the Afghan Taliban Empire and pressing her heel on the pedals:
  - We are true to Lenin's cause!
  The female warriors in the infantry fighting vehicles are, of course, very fast and strong.
  And here Valentina and Larisa are also hitting the Taliban from a hang glider.
  And they drop bombs with their bare toes. They destroy the enemies of the Afghan Empire with great skill.
  Valentina, firing at the hated enemy, barked:
  - For the Fatherland - our mother!
  Larisa, cutting down the mujahideen by pressing with her bare, very beautiful and aesthetically pleasing pink heel, squealed:
  - We will knock out the Taliban spirit!
  Anna and Angelina also took on the Taliban here. The girls used an underground tank. And this is serious.
  The machine is small but effective.
  Anna fired at the enemy, mowed down a mass of Taliban and chirped, pressing the buttons with her bare toes:
  - For the victories of the era of the red country!
  Angelina, mowing down her opponents and emerging from the ground like a tank, squealed, baring her teeth:
  - Communism is immortal!
  And again her bare, elastic heel sent a gift of destruction.
  The Soviet presidential elections took place and were a great success. Now Mikhail-Vladimir is the absolute dictator of one-sixth of the world's landmass. But that's not enough.
  They want to capture Iran and gain access to the Indian Ocean.
  To do what the now deceased Vladimir Volfovich dreamed of.
  And everything is ready for the invasion.
  The offensive began on August 30, 1987. The first war of conquest, launched by Vladimir-Mikhail Gorbachev-Putin in a new body.
  Iran's troops were tied down by the war with Iraq, and an offensive began on cities protected only by militias.
  But with the Taliban it was much more difficult.
  The girls waged a heroic war against the Taliban.
  Natasha took hold of the swords and swung them around in a mill. She chopped off the mujahideen's heads, then tossed a grenade with her bare toes and squealed:
  - For the great Mother of the Gods Lada!
  Zoya, firing machine guns at her enemies and chopping off their heads with swords, cooed:
  - For Svarog!
  And her bare, graceful foot threw a grenade of deadly destructive force.
  The combative Augustina fights with renewed vigor, her copper-red hair fluttering in the wind like Lenin's banner.
  The warrior throws a lemon with her bare toes of deadly force and squeals:
  - Glory to the era of Yarilo!
  After which, a bolt of lightning shoots out from her scarlet nipple.
  Svetlana also fights, chops down Taliban, and throws a boomerang with her bare heel, saying:
  - For Kievan Rus!
  And her swords are like mill blades. This girl is simply a miracle.
  The warriors here are of the highest class.
  The eternal boy Oleg Rybachenko chops down his enemies with swords and throws a lethal grenade at them.
  After which he says:
  - For great Rus'!
  Margarita Korshunova continues to hack at her enemies. And the girl draws a mill with her swords. And then her bare toes hurl a shocking blast of destruction.
  The warrior girl cooed:
  - For the Russian Gods in the USSR!
  After which the immortal children suddenly started whistling.
  And thousands of crows, having suffered a heart attack, fainted, piercing the mujahideen's skulls to death.
  The boy and the girl sang:
  - We will fight for a bright tomorrow,
  Let's kiss!
  Then the children took the wire and threw it with their bare heels. And an entire line of Taliban sparked. And their flesh peeled off their bones and became charred.
  This is what it means - children are monsters!
  And here, Anastasia Vedmakova, crushes the Taliban army from the sky. That's how sexy and erotic this witch is. She's an eternally youthful girl, even though she fought in the civil war. But being a witch, she doesn't age.
  Anastasia is a beautiful, young girl wearing only a bikini.
  And with his bare toes he presses the buttons, knocking down the enemy and screams at the top of his lungs:
  - Glory to the era of Russian Gods!
  Akulina Orlova, grinning aggressively and winking, sending destructive charges at her opponents, cooed:
  - For holy communism!
  And he takes it and presses the button with his scarlet nipple.
  And then her bare heel in action, in the complete destruction of enemies.
  Akulina sang:
  The skull sparkles like a dagger at night,
  Showed that Satan rules...
  And swallowing innocent victims of snakes,
  Drives the universe crazy!
  Mirabella the Magnetic also fights with enthusiasm. She uses a ruby nipple in battle and sends gifts of death at her enemies.
  At the same time he sings:
  - Glory to the era of space forces,
  We will conquer - I believe - the whole world soon!
  And also using his bare toes, he sends a deadly gift of death to the mujahideen.
  This girl is a bird of the highest flight. Although other beauties are no worse.
  Anastasia Vedmakova sang with enthusiasm:
  - The devil is here, the devil is there,
  Where the dragon is - it's a complete deception!
  These girls are super class!
  And the girl's bare heel pressed the joystick buttons with great force. And total destruction ensued.
  That's what these pilots are like. They throw a gift of annihilation from their wombs. And a thousand Taliban fighters vanished in one fell swoop...
  Akulina Orlova sang with enthusiasm:
  - Under the sacred banner of freedom -
  In peace, friendship, happiness and love...
  Nations merge into a bright beam,
  To dispel the darkness ahead!
  And the girl again, with her bare toes, presses the joystick buttons and sends out a murderous and destructive blow.
  Mirabella noted, baring her pearly teeth:
  - We are peaceful people, but our jet,
  The large armored train managed to accelerate...
  Let's not be passive in bed, girls,
  It's not just guys you should kiss!
  And the girl will shoot at the enemy again with her bare toes.
  After which the girls will yell in chorus:
  - Death to the rain dragon!
  This was truly theft of the highest order...
  Meanwhile, Elizabeth is firing from the tank and screaming at the top of her lungs:
  - I am the strongest in the world,
  I will be able to trample the universe...
  And what will be on air soon?
  Father and mother don"t know!
  And the girl presses the joystick button with her scarlet nipple. And the weapon takes hold and fires.
  It will spit out a projectile with deadly force. It will fly past and literally describe an arc.
  Ekaterina also spanked, using her bare toes, her graceful and seductive legs and sang:
  - We will soon go into battle,
  For the power of the Soviets...
  And I know we won"t die,
  In the fight for this!
  And then the girl shot again, but in this case, pressing with a ruby nipple.
  These girls are simply superb. No one can resist them.
  Elena also fired, pressing with her bare, round, pink heel and singing:
  The people stand in a silent crowd,
  They are leading a girl in rough rags to execution...
  Yesterday there was a throne, today a scaffold,
  Why are you destroying the people's princess!
  
  Ah kings, kings, kings...
  Apparently, a girl with braids...
  However, they couldn"t break the princess,
  Even though she is barefoot in the snow,
  
  Oh kings, kings, kings,
  Flags and trumpets of victory...
  The girl's bare heels were burned,
  In the cold she looks like a poor thing!
  
  And let some idiot say it,
  Princesses have an easy and fun life...
  She walks barefoot in the snow,
  What a difficult profession!
  
  Ah kings, kings, kings,
  Light and reliability of the people...
  Nowadays the princess is completely broke,
  A scarecrow like a garden...
  
  Oh kings, kings, kings,
  Your sovereign exploits...
  If you couldn"t defeat the enemy,
  So you are completely inglorious!
  
  The princess is whipped very harshly,
  Then she was harshly hoisted onto the rack...
  She is sentenced to die naked,
  And drill through all the bones with drills!
  
  Ah kings, kings, kings,
  People are not free anymore...
  Apparently, to drive the villains out of the land,
  You are too noble!
  
  Oh kings, kings, kings...
  Heads started flying at once!
  Even though the blue ones are essentially zeros,
  You have shed scarlet blood!
  Euphrosyne also fired, using the nipple of her bare breast, which resembled an overripe strawberry, to press the button.
  And she chirped:
  - The time of redemption is almost here,
  The barefoot queen is led to the scaffold!
  These girls are just super!
  Alenka fights too. The girl doesn't just chop with swords. She also presses the accordion with her nipples, scarlet like fresh roses.
  And it throws out poisonous needles, hitting the mujahideen.
  The warrior took and sang:
  - Queen, oh queen,
  Well, what did you want!
  Anyuta hit her opponent, also pressing the button with her strawberry nipple and chirped:
  - I fell in love with a prince in May,
  And now I walk barefoot!
  And the girl with her bare heel will give the present to annihilation.
  Alenka chirped, baring her teeth, which were whiter than snow on New Year's Eve:
  - I'm a simple Russian girl,
  In the cold, only barefoot...
  I have a short skirt,
  Punch the groom in the face!
  And the warrior presses again with her scarlet nipple. She lashes out with a lightning bolt from the accordion.
  Redhead Alla is acting very aggressively. And what breasts she has! Like two melons, very ripe ones at that. And crowned with ruby nipples. And with these nipples, she presses and slaps the Chinese.
  And singing:
  - Glory to the Fatherland, glory -
  Let's chop down the dragon...
  The girl tore her shirt,
  And only a thread covers her chest!
  These are truly girls of the highest class.
  Maria is also eager to fight. She's a very beautiful girl. And her hair is the color of gold leaf and slightly curled. And she's so feisty.
  So she took it and threw a boomerang with her bare toes, chopping off the heads of the enemies.
  And then she took the strawberry-colored nipple and smashed it into the enemy, tearing a dozen soldiers to pieces.
  After which she sang:
  - I'm the sexiest girl in the world,
  We'll drown the dragon in a stinking toilet!
  That's how she is - a girl of the highest class.
  Olympiada, a powerful girl with hair the color of overripe wheat, took it upon herself to throw something extremely lethal at the enemy with her bare, strong legs.
  She tore apart a mass of mujahideen and cooed, baring her teeth:
  -I am a girl with the strength of a giant,
  It's even cooler - I know it's become!
  And then her nipple, like an overripe tomato, presses the flamethrower button and a stream of aggressive flame pours out. And it begins to burn everything, charring it to death.
  The Olympics sang:
  - Fire battery,
  Fire battery...
  The orchid is blooming,
  I'm melting in orgasm!
  Marusya pulled a mine along the wire. She dragged it under a Taliban tank. She blew it up and chirped:
  - For the USSR!
  After which she fired a bazooka, pressing the button with her poppy-colored nipple and chirped:
  - Poppies, poppies, poppies - red poppies,
  Bitter memory of the earth...
  Do you really dream of attacks?
  Do you really dream of attacks...
  Girls, rush into attack barefoot!
  Matryona, also fighting and crushing the Afghans, noted:
  - There is no one stronger than me!
  And with her bare toes, she threw the blade, ripping open the throat.
  After which she sang:
  - One, two, three -
  Tear the dragon apart!
  And the girls will burst out laughing. They have so much strength and passion.
  The girl threw the gift of death at her opponent with her bare toes and squealed with fury:
  - The devil is here, the devil is there,
  Where the dragon is - it's a complete deception!
  These girls are full of all kinds of energy.
  And they all started singing in chorus, baring their teeth;
  We are Komsomol members - daughters of communism,
  We fight enemies like eagles...
  Sometimes the grins of revanchism fly,
  In winter, girls' feet are bare!
  
  We want to punch the Fuhrer in the face,
  We have more strength than an elephant...
  We succeed in both love and sports,
  Even if the horde attacks in rage!
  
  Believe me, no one will stop the girls.
  After all, our strength is like an iron fist...
  We can even destroy the army,
  And let's hit Hitler hard in the snout!
  
  The era of faith in communism will come,
  And the endless Family will give us strength...
  We will not spare our lives for Lada,
  I believe the Fatherland will soon blossom!
  
  Girls and boys are fighting,
  A barefoot pioneer goes on the attack...
  We crush the enemy with ease from a machine gun,
  Showing an example of valor!
  
  The rain dragon attacks us rudely,
  But the girls boldly beat him...
  I believe we'll knock out the teeth of the servant of hell,
  We'll tear the bald one to pieces!
  
  I know there is no place for the weak in Russia,
  We will soon get everything we want,
  In the name of the most radiant power,
  Above us is a golden-winged cherub!
  
  There will be great friendship between the peoples,
  Those who fight with the power of know...
  For the Motherland, for happiness, for freedom,
  And soon there will be paradise in the universe!
  
  The girl trudges barefoot through the frost,
  Why does she need shoes if Lada's spirit...
  The whole Fatherland from edge to edge,
  The eagle is a boy, not a chick-rooster!
  
  The sun shines brightly over the world,
  In which the warm rays of gold...
  Victory will come in the wind of May's caresses,
  And don't chatter, empty-headed thing - keep quiet!
  
  We girls are just daughters of Svarog,
  Who created the Earth with Rod...
  And he gave freedom to the warriors,
  Having revived the universal ideal at once!
  
  There is plenty of space for girls in Russia,
  They only put on bikinis in the cold...
  You are a Komsomol member, Perun's bride,
  Believe me, there will be no problems in rage!
  
  In the name of Jesus and Svarog,
  Mary, Lada, mother of the Gods...
  They fought for Stalin and God.
  And for the sake of the best of sons!
  
  We will not forget the feat of Jesus,
  Who went to the cross for the sake of the Russians...
  And showed great art,
  When on the third day he rose in love!
  
  Perun is the great thunderer God,
  It releases a radiant light of rainbows...
  We will serve the demiurges honestly,
  May the feat of the knights be praised!
  
  The girls' breasts shine like poppy flowers,
  Her nipples are like the October banner...
  And somewhere an angry dog barks,
  But we are she-wolves for a reason!
  
  We repelled the onslaught of the Fritzes near Moscow,
  Although Hitler was cunning and devious...
  In alliance the Fuhrer is seen with Satan,
  The grass is softer than a carpet in summer!
  
  But in winter the girls are barefoot in the snow,
  Why do they need shoes, fur coats and sheepskin coats...
  The Komsomol members are not afraid of frosts,
  They have perhaps the most formidable spirit!
  CHAPTER ? 21.
  What is our strength - people are energetic,
  Let's become cooler than the furious gods...
  And believe me, people are not bad,
  Capable of throwing off many shackles!
  
  Girls are the coolest in love,
  By the way, they have a crazy passage...
  The girls run barefoot through the snow,
  The pieces greedily checkmated!
  
  The sun shines for the glory of communism,
  To the glory of communism, Rus' blossoms...
  And the girl's hair is thickly curly,
  The victory score has been completely opened!
  
  We crushed the Wehrmacht at Stalingrad,
  And they showed simply top class...
  For the glory of our Motherland Russia,
  The girl will kick you in the eye with her bare heel!
  
  Be careful not to fight with a barefoot girl,
  She is beautiful, as strong as an ox...
  The wasps scattered like pearls at once,
  And the foot hit the enemy in the solar plexus!
  
  Well, what can you do for our girls?
  They have a punch, believe me, like an elephant's jab...
  And Rus' stands from century to century,
  What a vast and boundless country!
  
  Why do Russian girls need guys?
  To give birth to a stream of heroes...
  And the enemies will end up in the kennel, believe me,
  The mad villain will get punched in the face!
  
  In the name of Jesus and Svarog,
  Where the White God created the universe's edge,
  Let's eat some hot dog before the battle,
  May you have strength before the early battle!
  
  Then we'll take it and hit the enemy,
  Under the girl's breath, with a bare foot...
  So that it would be scary after the swearing of the cat,
  And if anything happens, we'll add some more with a poker!
  
  It is clear that Stalingrad did not work out,
  The girls there put up a strong fight...
  Although it is a little offensive to know beauty,
  Didn't film her battle "Pleboy"!
  
  We are all girls, you know that,
  Great, cool as an egg...
  When they only drew on the desk,
  And now we'll pull right on the ring!
  
  We will not spare even life in battle,
  And I believe that we will enter Berlin jokingly...
  I will soon know how to live under communism,
  Let's get the snow whirling!
  
  The girl likes to run only barefoot,
  The snowdrift sweetly cools her heels...
  Wasps fly through the frost and snow,
  The Fuhrer's warrior in the coffin!
  
  In short, we will win, I know for sure,
  We will be able to create peace throughout the universe...
  To bloom forever on the edge of the universe,
  With your strength in battles, unchanging!
  
  When Svarog and Christ the Lord come,
  All the dead will rise in love, Rod...
  The tornado of wild death will end the horde,
  And nature will be in eternal joy!
  
  Then Lada will enter into the hearts of the people,
  Everything will be infinitely beautiful...
  Every warrior will receive a reward,
  We Russians are invincible in battle!
  And to the sound of such a poem, the girls crushed and exterminated thousands of mujahideen. These are the girls who love and know how to kill.
  The girls are simply superb. And their bare feet shoot sharp, poisonous needles.
  Even a red-hot crowbar applied to a bare, round heel is useless against girls like these. These are girls of the hyper level!
  Oleg Rybachenko continues to fight. This eternal boy is a true hero.
  And his bare little toes threw a pea of destruction.
  She fell under the tank's roller and turned it over.
  The young warrior sang:
  - Rus' laughed and cried and sang,
  And the woman lost weight from running!
  Margarita Korshunova - this eternal girl also took and threw a pea of destruction with her bare toes.
  She tore apart a mass of mujahideen and chirped:
  - Glory to the boundless Fatherland,
  And communism is no longer far away!
  And so the endless children whistled. And a great mass of crows were stunned and fainted. And they fell down and easily pierced the Taliban's heads.
  Margarita sang:
  To avoid problems,
  To be pure in soul...
  Not MMM tickets,
  And a sip of radiant water!
  And the girl just stuck out her tongue.
  And here's Gerda fighting on a tank. She's a girl, naturally, one of those very feisty and beautiful ones-a natural blonde.
  And of course, she loves men very much.
  Here Gerda fired at the enemy by pressing the joystick buttons with her bare toes and chirped:
  - Everything is going according to plan!
  Charlotte pulled down her bra, baring her breasts. Her scarlet nipple pressed the joystick button.
  And so the tank's machine guns fired and began mowing down the enemy. The red-haired girl was very pleased.
  She chirped:
  - A plan, guys, is a plan,
  It looks like a scam!
  Christina also fired, using her bare, round heel and cooed:
  - I am stronger than the devil!
  Magda, the girl with golden hair, also did the trick. And, of course, using her ruby nipple.
  And she chirped:
  - And stronger than the hairy devil!
  And then the powerful engine started up, and the streamlined tank suddenly accelerated. Indeed, if the girls had gotten carried away, there would be plenty of trouble for everyone.
  However, all warrior girls are top class.
  Here are Albina and Alvina fighting in the sky. They are girls of the bloodiest order. And at the same time, very beautiful and sexy.
  They're pounding the Afghans with their attack aircraft. These are warriors of the most impressive class.
  Albina took it and sang, baring her teeth and sticking out her tongue:
  - The madhouse is on fire,
  Sanatorium of the souls of the nailed...
  We are submissive to Satan,
  And the faces of the saints shine!
  And the girl pressed the button with her scarlet nipple. A destructive force was activated.
  And she acted very harshly and aggressively when the rockets were launched.
  And the blonde girl sang:
  - May God open the eyes of the blind,
  And straighten your hunchbacked backs...
  May God grant me to be God at least a little bit,
  But one cannot be a little crucified!
  Alvina noted aggressively with a chuckle:
  - Not very smooth!
  And the girl sent the missiles by pressing the button with her ruby nipple. And her action was superb.
  Albina fired again, using her bare toes, and chirped, baring her teeth:
  - The girls are unstoppable today,
  The girls want to dance!
  Alvina also gave a slap, and her bare legs, with a very beautiful chocolate tan, were also at work, and the warrior chirped:
  And then until the morning dawn,
  Hear how they sing a song about love!
  Stormtroopers strike from the sky with great force, and they show no mercy to anyone.
  And here's Stalenida in battle. She also shoots at the enemy very accurately.
  And, of course, she uses her scarlet nipples. The girl is, of course, superb.
  Stalenida sang:
  - Do you see an eclipse in the sky?
  A menacing symbol of direct...
  A terrible sign of hell-
  Flocks of cosmic howl!
  And the girl hit him again, using her bare toes. What a girl she is - what a level.
  Victoria struck the enemy with wild, frenzied force. She tore the enemy apart and chirped:
  - For great communism!
  And the girl used her nipple on her naked breast, which was as delicious as strawberries in the Garden of Eden.
  Naturally, you want to kiss and caress such a girl.
  And then the girl waved her bare, chiseled foot. And what a graceful, tanned, sexy, and luscious foot she had.
  And men want to climb it in a crowd.
  Veronica also fights with a wild and tireless aggression. A warrior who possesses such infinite and supreme strength.
  And the girl pressed her scarlet nipple against the trigger. And so, a rocket-propelled gift of destruction rushed forth.
  And the warrior is simply hyper.
  And here again rushes that which brings totalitarian destruction.
  Veronica chirped:
  If you're weak, go straight to the coffin,
  Maintain health to...
  Apply people - about,
  Rubbing, rubbing!
  And all three girls sang in chorus:
  There is no more beautiful Motherland than Russia,
  Fight for her and don't be afraid...
  And there are no more beautiful blondes than ours,
  Rus', the torch of light for the whole universe!
  This is truly a major promotion.
  Viola also fights from her own perspective. She's a stunningly built girl.
  And of course, extremely dashing.
  And her beauty is simply, or let's say more pretentiously, trivially divine.
  Viola took it and threw the pea of destruction with her bare toes.
  And ten people torn to pieces flew away.
  Viola sang:
  - They run along a crooked path,
  Barefoot girls' feet...
  I'm tired of milking the cow,
  I want to tease my happiness!
  Toreadora fights too. She's a girl no one would call weak or stupid.
  The warrior unleashed a burst of fire at her enemies, mowing them down without further ado.
  And then he presses his scarlet nipple against her breast and fires another missile. And tears the enemy platoon into tiny pieces.
  The bullfighter squeaked:
  - It got carried away, it got carried away somewhere,
  I got carried away!
  Viola also used her ruby nipple to hit the enemies, the huge Taliban empire, and chirped:
  - The girl is in debt,
  And the penalty came!
  After which the girl took and showed her long tongue.
  Nicoletta raised a powerful mortar with eight barrels, and Viola and Toreadora also helped her.
  All three girls pressed their bare, slender feet into the grass. And then they were hit with mines.
  At the same time, they simultaneously pressed the buttons with their naked, strawberry-colored breasts.
  And they sang:
  People, please be quiet, be quiet...
  Let wars disappear into the darkness!
  Stork on the roof, joy under the roof,
  Peace on Earth!
  Stork on the roof, happiness under the roof,
  Peace on Earth!
  And the girls stomped their bare, very strong feet again. There was so much passion and strength in them.
  Olga also fired a bazooka, also with her naked breast, pressing with her scarlet nipple.
  After which she sang:
  - Let Rus' and Bela Rus be together,
  After all, our faith and thoughts are one...
  Fight for your Motherland and don"t be afraid,
  With Russia, God and we are invincible!
  And Olga, with her bare toes, took and threw the gift of annihilation.
  No one can really stop a girl like this, and nothing can defeat her.
  These are the kind of girls the earth loves.
  Jane Armstrong is also fighting, with her crew. They're beating the countless Taliban.
  The aristocratic girl took a shot at the enemy with her bare toes. Then she sang:
  - Glorious country of Britain,
  If only she knew she was the mistress of the seas...
  We have gained great knowledge,
  Defeat the enemy in battle!
  And the girl took hold of her ruby nipple and pressed the button. The joystick worked. And the lethal projectile flew with colossal destructive force.
  It hit with a high-explosive fragmentation shell, tearing people to shreds.
  Gertrude, this beautiful, tall, and muscular girl, was also wearing only panties. She used her scarlet nipples to smash her breasts. And like a rocket launcher, the enemy was blown away.
  Gertrude chirped:
  - And in war, as in war,
  Girls see a guy in their dreams!
  And he will laugh at his own witty joke.
  Monica noticed, pressing her bare heels on the pedals, and wittily declared with a laugh:
  - A woman puts her shoes on a man best with her bare foot!
  And the warrior will burst out laughing...
  Malanya said, winking at her partners:
  - Just a few minutes,
  Just a few minutes...
  The whole conversation with the god-guy lasted,
  What is your name, please?
  What is your name?
  And the boy roars like a bull - victory!
  Jane Armstrong, firing, remarked, squinting her eyebrows:
  - It's funny how you distorted a Soviet song!
  Malanya nodded and bared her pearly teeth, after which she said:
  - The reception of lies is varied,
  Feelings are conflicting...
  And we call her a saint,
  And we call her vile!
  And the whole crew sang in chorus:
  It's not for nothing that sex is in all kingdoms,
  Adored at all times...
  After all, without sex it"s not interesting,
  Without a partner the night is too long!
  Mikhail-Vladimir woke up. And they began following the war between the USSR and Iran.
  The fighting wasn't particularly fierce. Iran didn't believe an attack was imminent, and the USSR wasn't prepared.
  Only in the larger cities were there a few garrisons and Islamic guards. They attempted to put up a half-hearted resistance.
  Although there had already been examples of the use of suicide bombers, Khomeini, who was still alive, declared a holy war against the USSR.
  Iran tried to transfer troops from the front with Iraq and establish a defensive line.
  So far, everything was going well enough. But major cities were still being surrounded, with no real assault planned.
  The old boiler making tactics were used.
  And the rest of the time you can sleep;
  The brutal war with the Taliban continues.
  The girls fight using different types of weapons.
  Natasha took it and fired, using the scarlet nipple of her breast, and roared:
  - I am the strongest in the world!
  And with her bare toes she threw a grenade of deadly force, which tore apart a mass of mujahideen.
  Zoya also hit her opponent, using her crimson breast nipple and cooed:
  - No, I am the strongest in the world!
  And her bare toes also launched a gift of death with the annihilating power, tearing apart the warriors of the Islamic empire of the Taliban.
  Augustina also fired with her ruby nipple. She hit the tank and chirped:
  - For communism in the country of Soviets!
  And she threw a grenade of deadly force with her bare, round heel.
  Svetlana also fired a strawberry teat at the enemy, causing colossal damage and squealing:
  - For the Fatherland to the end!
  And she threw a gift of annihilation, tearing the mujahideen apart with her bare toes.
  These girls are just super!
  The warrior women were of the highest class.
  Oleg Rybachenko, that immortal boy, also picked up a flamethrower and fired at the enemy. And the flames incinerated a mass of Afghan soldiers.
  The eternal boy threw a grenade of deadly force with his bare toes and sang:
  - Glory to the holy communism of the Fatherland!
  We will destroy evil fascism!
  Margarita Korshunova is an immortal girl who, when she was an adult, also threw the gift of death with her bare toes, a gift of deadly force. And tore so many enemies apart at once.
  And she squeaked, baring her teeth:
  - For the mighty forces of the country,
  Let's defeat the legion of Satan!
  And the child's bare heel will again throw up a pea of destructive force.
  Then the child terminators suddenly started whistling, and thousands of crows fell on the heads of the Taliban soldiers.
  The children sang in chorus:
  - Glory to the era of communism, believe me,
  The garden will not bloom luxuriantly...
  We do not recognize the ideal of pacifism,
  He will be able to save the Fatherland in battle!
  And the eternal couple started whistling. And the crows had heart attacks and fainted, cracking the skulls of Taliban soldiers.
  This is truly a fight to be reckoned with.
  Alenka also fights with her team. The girls are very beautiful and lively. And there's so much they can do.
  Alenka threw the dagger with her bare toes. It flew past and cut off five heads. Now that was truly a truly awesome move.
  The girl squeaked:
  - For Holy Rus'!
  Anyuta is hammering the mujahideen. And pressing the button with her scarlet nipple, she tore apart the mass of Celestial Empire warriors and chirped:
  - For Svarog! We are honored by the people, under the protection of God!
  And her bare, round heel will hit the mujahideen.
  After which the girl did a somersault.
  Red-haired Alla fights desperately. Her copper-red hair flutters in the air like a proletarian banner. The girl sang, baring her teeth and chirping:
  - Glory is good, defeat is bad!
  And the girl, with her bare toes, threw the gift of destruction, tore apart a mass of mujahideen and sang:
  - For Russia and freedom until the end!
  And the red-haired warrior added:
  - And glory to Ukraine, mother Russia!
  Maria remarked aggressively, scribbling at the enemy and doing so very accurately, singing:
  - We are the strongest in the world,
  We are the children of great Russia!
  And the girl again, with her bare toes, throws a gift of annihilation with the lethal force of her feet.
  And the girl's hair was the color of gold leaf. And such a beautiful girl-just super. And so the girl pressed the button with her ruby nipple, hit the enemy car, and squealed:
  - For a great Russia!
  And then, she threw an explosive package with her bare heel and added:
  - And for a great Ukraine!
  Olympiada also acted extremely aggressively. Her strawberry nipples pressed the bazooka's buttons and blew away a horde of Taliban soldiers.
  After which the girl squeaked:
  - For my Motherland - the USSR!
  And the bare toes of the large but graceful feet of the heroic girl threw a destructive bomb.
  The warrior squeaked:
  - We will build cities on Mars and factories on Mercury!
  Marusya stuck out her tongue and chirped:
  -And there will be cities on Jupiter - I believe in it!
  And the girl took it and with her bare toes launched the pea with the annihilation particle.
  And since it will explode, it will throw up a whole battalion of Taliban...
  And the girl with a strawberry nipple hits with something extremely destructive.
  Matryona, too, will suddenly take it upon herself to strike the mujahideen with her ruby nipple. And a gift of lethal force will fly forth.
  The girl took it and chirped:
  - For the Fatherland - our mother!
  And then her bare toes took a pea and tossed it and tore apart a mass of Taliban Empire warriors.
  That's how girls fight... A big tank with flamethrowers crawls along. And it burns up a lot of infantry.
  Elizabeth sings, baring her teeth:
  - We are the coolest in the world,
  The girls have bare feet!
  And the girl presses the button of the joystick, shining like ebony, with her scarlet nipple.
  Elizabeth giggled and said:
  Two times two is four,
  Two plus two is four...
  This is known to all,
  In the whole world!
  Ekaterina pressed the trigger with her bare toes. She knocked down the enemy and squealed:
  - For great changes!
  Elizabeth remarked with a smile:
  - And the changes will be for the better!
  Elena spanked with the ruby nipple, deftly pressing the button and noted:
  - But the pulsation of the heart and veins,
  The tears of our children, mothers...
  They say we want change,
  Throw off the yoke of heavy chains!
  Euphrosyne, tapping her bare toes on the pedals, quite logically noted:
  - We talk about change, about change. But what kind of change?
  Elizabeth answered logically:
  - Of course, for changes for the better!
  Catherine asked with a smile:
  - And if everything is fine?
  Elizabeth stated confidently:
  - And when everything was so good! How many years has the war been going on, and there's no end in sight!
  And the girl fired again, using her scarlet nipple. This girl is really super!
  Elena also fired with her bare, pink, round heel and destroyed another enemy tank.
  And the girl sang:
  - Glory to the Russian Gods!
  Euphrosyne also fired, her nipple was like a ripe, juicy strawberry, and hissed:
  - There will be victory in the war! All wars end sooner or later!
  Elizabeth agreed with this:
  - Let this war also come to an end. But will we be able to win?
  Catherine fired again, using the scarlet nipple and cooed:
  - The most likely outcome of the war is a draw!
  Elizabeth growled aggressively:
  - No! There will be no draw! We will go to the end!
  Catherine fired again with her bare toes and chirped:
  - In the holy war, victory will be ours! Forward, the imperial flag - glory to the fallen heroes!
  And the girls sang in chorus, shaking their full breasts:
  - No one will stop us,
  Nothing can defeat us!
  And again they hit, using their bare, pink, round heels, squealing:
  - Nothing will stop us,
  No one will defeat us!
  And the girls will take it and release new streams of fierce fire...
  And in the sky, too, there are girls fighting. What beautiful warriors they are, when they're in just bikinis. Or even when they take off their bras. And their bare nipples, as always, are in use.
  CHAPTER ? 22.
  Anastasia Vedmakova, hammering her enemies in the sky and raining down blows on the ground units, squealed:
  - For the sacred communism of the country of Soviets!
  Akulina Orlova, firing at the enemy and pressing the button with her scarlet nipple, very aggressively noted:
  - A war of extermination is underway!
  And with her bare toes, the girl took hold and struck the warriors of the mighty empire. And squealed:
  - To us, people of our native land,
  It's not too late to make peace...
  In the tornado of war,
  There is me and they,
  And this is serious!
  Mirabella Magnetic, continuing to knock down her opponents using her ruby nipples, yelped:
  - War is raging in the universe,
  War without rational reason...
  There is Satan in the hearts of people,
  Many men died!
  Anastasia Vedmakova noted very rationally, hitting the enemy with a strawberry nipple and squealing:
  - It is radiant what God has created,
  Grace has been poured out upon the human race...
  The great Svarog gave us -
  Soul, mind, heartfelt mercy!
  Akulina Orlova responded with a laugh, also shooting using a nipple the color of a faceted ruby:
  - Yes, Svarog can do this! He is the great creator of planet Earth!
  Then Mirabella the Magnetic, the girl with golden hair, asked, baring her teeth:
  - Why do people age, especially women, if there is such a powerful and wise Creator as Svarog?
  Anastasia fired with her bare toes and replied:
  "I still remember Tsar Nicholas II, and he even gave me candy. But can you guess my age by looking at my figure?"
  Akulina Orlova, pressing down with her bare heel, bared her teeth and released a devastating gift of death:
  - Looking at your face, you wouldn't guess your age either!
  Mirabella Magnetic nodded, noting with a sigh:
  "The Russian gods grant immortality and eternal youth to at least a select few. But what can be said about Christians?"
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded by firing rockets, pressing the button with her strawberry nipple and singing:
  - On the heavenly throne,
  The King of the Universe sat...
  By His Supreme Will,
  Christ ruled us!
  
  They crucified God on the cross,
  Jesus prays to the Father...
  So that he doesn"t judge us harshly -
  He forgave us our sin completely!
  Mirabella Magnetic nodded, also sending out jet-propelled death gifts, pressing down with her bare, round heel and yelped:
  - You sing well! But are Russian gods and Christ compatible?
  Anastasia Vedmakova shrugged, sent an air strike with her bare toes, and squeaked:
  -Are honey and milk compatible? They're different, but they go well together!
  Mirabella Magnetic agreed, sending a rocket with her ripe tulip-colored nipple:
  - Of course, that's good! And very cosmic!
  And the girls sang in chorus, continuing to fire with their bare toes and scarlet nipples:
  The earth in the porthole,
  The earth in the porthole,
  The earth is visible through the porthole!
  As a son grieves for his mother,
  How a son grieves for his mother...
  We are sad about the Earth, it is alone!
  And the stars nevertheless,
  And the stars nevertheless...
  A little closer, but still cold,
  And like the hours of the eclipse, and like the hours of the eclipse...
  We wait for the light and see earthly dreams!
  And the girls again pressed the buttons with their nipples, scarlet like poppies, sent out a murderous sound and sang again;
  And we don"t dream of the roar of the cosmodrome,
  Not this icy blue...
  And we dream of grass, grass near the house...
  Green, green, grass!
  The girls dealt with the mujahideen very well.
  And their tongues are also long and flexible. And they know how to use them.
  Stalenida is also aggressive in battle... And she also shoots very accurately.
  And also using a strawberry nipple. And it's very beautiful.
  Stalenida sang:
  This field was plowed by the sons of Svarog,
  We will crush our enemies hard...
  Russia's path, alas, is from war to war,
  But our cool guys are immortal!
  Veronica also hit her opponent with her rose petal-red nipple and squealed:
  - For my great success!
  Victoria also used her full, ripe melon-like breasts when shooting and adjusted:
  - To our success!
  Stalenida nodded, threw a boomerang with her bare toes, which cut off several heads in flight, and noted:
  - I believe our success will be colossal!
  Valentina, who was firing at the Taliban, pressing the button of an automatic machine gun with a strawberry-colored nipple, noted:
  - Selfishness is the whole problem!
  Stalenida, firing at the enemy and again throwing poisonous needles with her bare toes, noted:
  - Yes, selfishness is bad!
  Veronica pressed the flamethrower button with her scarlet nipple, burned an entire platoon of Chinese, and squealed:
  - But alas, egoism cannot be eradicated!
  Victoria hit the enemy with her bare, round, pink heel and chirped:
  - But we are not weak! We will have victory and a celebration for centuries!
  Valentina, shooting at the mujahideen and mowing them down like a scythe, took and aggressively said:
  -Glory to the era of communism and Tsar Svarog!
  Stalenida spanked again with the help of the scarlet nipple and noted:
  - Glory to communism!
  Veronica asked with a smile:
  - What is communism?
  Victoria growled aggressively, sent a gift of death, a nipple the color of ripe cherries, and squealed:
  - Communism is paradise!
  And the girls started singing:
  - We'll tear you all to pieces,
  This is life, this is happiness!
  Gerda fights on a moving tank. She's a very beautiful and aggressive girl. And the tank moves and burns. It has a lot of powerful, destructive power.
  Gerda fired with the bare toes of her chiseled feet and chirped:
  -For great order in the world!
  Charlotte also hit the enemy with her scarlet nipple, pressing the button and cooing:
  - Glory to the Fatherland.
  And the girl Christina fired, this time with the help of her bare, round, pink heel.
  And she cooed:
  - For higher communism!
  Magda also hit the enemy and sang:
  - The planet has known the greatness of the Germans,
  Fascism was defeated with a blow of the sword...
  We are loved and appreciated by all nations of the world,
  The whole country is marching towards communism!
  The tank moved and showered everyone with shells, and bullets rained down like lead.
  Gerda wittily remarked, shooting again with the help of her ruby nipple:
  - Our victory is inevitable - believe me, hope will not go away!
  Charlotte tapped her bare toes and agreed:
  - No, it won"t go away!
  The girl on the tank sighed heavily...
  Elsewhere, Alice and Angelica are in ambush, scouting out targets.
  Alisa recalled how she ended up in prison as a girl. There, she was beaten with rubber truncheons on her bare soles. Alisa, a child, signed a confession and was sent to a juvenile labor colony. But she didn't stay there long.
  In the prison colony, girls had their heads shaved and were forced to work barefoot, even in cold weather. And Alisa became hardened. But Anzhelika, born in Siberia, never wore shoes, and ran through the snowdrifts with her bare heels, leaving footprints.
  So these girls are also special and invincible.
  Alice fired, pressing her scarlet nipple on the trigger and cooed, baring her teeth:
  - Glory to the era of Russian Gods!
  And with her bare toes, she threw a grenade of deadly force, which tore apart a mass of Taliban soldiers.
  Angelica fired too, and quite accurately. She pierced her opponent and squealed:
  - For the greatest achievements of thought!
  And again she pressed the button with her ruby nipple, striking her opponent in mortal passion.
  And then, with her bare toes, she threw the annihilating gift of death and squeaked:
  - For the great Goddess and Mother of the Gods Lada!
  Alice fired very accurately and hit the Taliban general with a precise hit and chirped:
  - For God Svarog!
  And then the girl again threw a deadly gift of death with her bare toes. Now that's Alice-she's just a super girl.
  She worked hard in the penal colony. They even stopped shaving her head and allowed her hair to grow long, golden and curly. And such a beautiful girl grew up in the children's labor colony. She turned out to be a true goddess.
  And it's so beautiful. And her bare feet left such seductive marks in the snow that even the guards masturbated on them.
  This was Alice...
  It's probably no wonder a name like Alice evokes special associations. Nothing compares to it. And Alice is simply a super, hyper beauty!
  And her bare toes again throw a grenade of deadly force and tear everyone apart.
  Alice sang with a smile;
  Why do people need a head?
  It doesn't get any dumber...
  Don't chop wood with your head,
  Nails are not hammered in!
  Angelica also took up the gun and fired, squeezing the trigger with her scarlet nipple, piercing her opponent. She tossed a couple of death's gifts with her bare toes and sang:
  - Let it be empty for some,
  Others are being fooled...
  But each one is obviously not without reason,
  He doesn't want to lose her!
  And both girls, continuing to shoot at the mujahideen and send gifts of death with their bare toes, began to sing;
  Don't lose your head,
  There's no need to rush...
  Don't lose your head,
  What if it comes in handy!
  The girls fired at the enemy using their ruby nipples and howled:
  You write it down in your notebook,
  On every page...
  Don't lose your head,
  Don't lose your head!
  Don't lose your head!
  But we need to kill the bastards!
  And the girls tossed the grenades with their bare, round heels. These girls are simply superb.
  And here's Nicoletta, fighting too. She's a very beautiful girl, she's simply superb.
  Nicoletta took it and sang, pressing the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple, and sending a gift of destruction.
  The girl chirped:
  - Glory to the times of communism!
  And she added:
  In the victory of the immortal ideas of communism,
  We see the future of our country...
  And to the red banner of the bright Fatherland,
  We will always be infinitely faithful!
  After these words, Nicoletta stuck out her tongue. And her ruby nipple shot out again with enormous destructive force.
  And Nicoletta, with her bare toes, took and threw a grenade of deadly force, tore apart a mass of mujahideen and cooed:
  - Through the storms the sun of freedom shone upon us,
  Through storms and tempests we walked together...
  Let the peoples become united -
  Let all the countries of the Earth be together!
  Viola, too, fought with great fury. She fired the flamethrower, pressing the button with her scarlet nipple and singing:
  - Glory to our free Fatherland,
  The friendship of peoples is the eternal support,
  Legitimate force, the will of the people,
  After all, the common man is for unity!
  The toreador also fired at the mujahideen, using a hose that emitted flames that literally burned everything to ashes.
  The girl stamped her bare, chiseled foot and chirped:
  - Glory to the era of communism, glory to the new Lenin!
  Angelina and Aurora also deployed a powerful flamethrower and fired a stream of flame.
  And the fire poured out... It literally burned the Taliban.
  Angelina braced herself with her bare feet and, while firing, chirped:
  - Glory to the USSR!
  And the girl pressed the flamethrower button again with her scarlet nipple. And again it burst into flames...
  Aurora also hit the mujahideen. She burned a ton of Taliban soldiers and cooed:
  - To new frontiers!
  And with her bare toes she flung the murderous gift of death. And again he pressed the button with his ruby nipple. Then she chirped, baring her teeth:
  - Glory to the CPSU!
  Angelina winked, tossed a pea of death with her bare heel and chirped:
  - CPSU - SS! CPSU - SS!
  And again he presses the button with his strawberry nipple.
  Anna and Olga are beautiful girls wearing only tight panties.
  They lifted the heavy missile launcher. And, pushing forward with their bare, chiseled feet, they took it and fired.
  Anna chirped, pressing her scarlet nipple on the button:
  - Glory to the Russian Gods!
  And with her bare toes, the girl threw a grenade of deadly force.
  Olga launched a lethal gift of death with her bare toes, literally tearing the mujahideen apart.
  Olga sang:
  - Ah, Pushkin, you are a weirdo, you are wrong,
  We never stopped yawning in battle...
  The tank's torn fuel tank is ablaze,
  Driving everyone off the couch!
  And the girl took it and with her bare feet threw a new, very deadly gift of annihilation.
  And then she pressed the button with her ruby nipple, sending an aggressive gift of destruction.
  After which the girls sang in chorus:
  - And in war, and in war,
  Girls see a guy in their dreams!
  His desire to drive,
  Tear the boy to pieces!
  And the warriors roared:
  - Girls crush men with their feet,
  A guy shouldn't be in charge...
  A man, like a horse, is obliged to plow,
  And the point is to kill girls!
  And again the girls with their scarlet nipples pressed the annihilation buttons.
  Even the devil can't resist such beauties.
  And the girls' tongues are playful. They're like sweet lollipops, licking the pulsating jade rods.
  Anna and Olga sang:
  - We will tear all the men to pieces,
  It will be in our power!
  Here are the beautiful ninja girls fighting.
  They took off their bras and are now wearing only panties.
  The blue-haired ninja girl took and slashed with her swords, cutting off the heads of the Taliban.
  Then, from her scarlet breasts, she unleashes lightning bolts at the enemy, which incinerate masses of mujahideen.
  And then, with her bare toes, she throws a deadly gift of death and sings:
  - I'm just a pathetic little bug - a super ninja turtle! I'll tear you apart like blotting paper!
  The yellow-haired ninja girl also performed a butterfly move with her swords.
  She cut off the heads of many Taliban.
  Then lightning bolts erupted from her crimson nipples. She burned an entire battalion and chirped:
  - I am the strongest girl in the world!
  And with her bare toes she threw lethal needles with poison.
  Here in battle is a red-haired ninja girl. Her swords spin like helicopter blades, cutting down mujahideen without mercy.
  The warrior released fiery pulsars from her ruby nipples. She incinerated a multitude of opponents.
  Then, with her bare heel, she threw up an explosive packet of coal and tore apart a couple of tanks.
  After which she sang:
  - We will build cities,
  Ninja girl forever!
  These girls are truly something special. They have so much fury and passion and fighting spirit.
  The white-haired ninja girl also slashed with her swords like the blades of a mill, cut off heads and sang:
  - We will fight for Japan,
  I really love kissing!
  And from the girl's strawberry nipples, rays of annihilation flew, literally turning the Afghans into ashes.
  And the warrior, with her bare toes, threw several boomerangs at once, cutting off the heads of her enemies, after which she sang:
  - Glory to the era of Japanese gods!
  And the terminator girls sang at once:
  - Scarlet nipples of girls, scarlet nipples of girls,
  Let all men just die of boredom!
  And again deafening laughter is heard, and the beauties bare their teeth.
  These girls are just super!
  And their tongues love sweet work.
  They'll just take it and spit, and they'll wipe out an entire battalion with one swing.
  After which the girls from the Land of the Rising Sun will roar:
  We are not afraid of attacks
  We'll put down all the evil ones in a row!
  Here is Jane Armstrong's crew in battle.
  The girl is very beautiful. She took off her bra and pressed the button with her scarlet nipple.
  A stream of searing flame erupted. And it burned a hundred mujahideen. These are girls with a dashing passion.
  Jane took it and sang:
  - Red, red blood,
  In an hour it's just earth,
  After two there are flowers and grass on it,
  Three years later she's alive again!
  Gertrude slammed her scarlet nipple into her opponent. She blew him away and squealed:
  - And it burns like a star called the sun!
  And then her bare, round heel presses down on the pedal with deadly force.
  These girls are just monsters.
  And so they start singing:
  - Glory to Britain, blue seas,
  We will never be slaves!
  Malanya will also press the button with her strawberry nipple. And strike the enemy with great killing force.
  After which he will yell:
  - For Britain and its Queen!
  Monica hit the button with her crimson nipple and objected:
  - What does the queen have to do with it? The main thing is the people!
  And with the help of her bare toes, she took it again and fired. This girl is simply superb!
  And the tank is pushing forward with great killing power. Inside it are girls of the most aggressive impulse.
  Malanya roared:
  - Our people, our people,
  He's naked, naked, naked -
  Our people are naked!
  Oleg Rybachenko continues to fight with incredible ferocity. And the swords cut the boy's hair like razor blades.
  And the boy, with his bare little toes, throws the gift of destruction.
  And sings:
  - We are fighting the enemy,
  With the name of Svarog...
  I won't be a fool,
  Becoming a son of God!
  Margarita remarked aggressively, slashing at the mujahideen with her swords. And the girl, with her bare toes, threw thin razor blades and began slicing the necks of the Afghans.
  Afterwards the girl sang:
  - Margarita, the window is open!
  And she just stuck her tongue out! What a warrior this girl is!
  And no one will stop her or defeat her.
  If she starts to cry, she'll cry loudly.
  And the child terminators whistled in unison, and clouds of crows began to faint, breaking the skulls of Taliban soldiers.
  These children are just monsters.
  Oleg Rybachenko began to sing:
  - In the holy war,
  A soldier's life is not valuable...
  For the sake of our father the Tsar,
  We are not dying in vain!
  Margarita again threw the poisoned needles with her bare toes on her sharpened feet and chirped:
  - We win for a reason!
  And again the girl whistled... And it turned out to be extremely abrupt and sharp.
  The kids were absolutely delighted. Their feet were bare and so nimble, even better than monkeys.
  The young warriors sang with fury;
  In the vastness of the wonderful Motherland,
  Tempered in battle and labor...
  We composed a joyful song -
  About a great friend and leader!
  After which the girl and the boy will whistle in unison again, and again thousands of stunned birds will fall upon the heads of the Afghans.
  These girls are top notch, and the boy is no worse...
  Natasha also slashes with her swords. Lightning bolts began to shoot from her scarlet nipples, all the while singing:
  - Kolovrat, Evpatiy Kolovrat,
  Defender of the Fatherland, soldier of Perun!
  And with the bare toes of the girls' feet he launches something that is clearly extremely lethal.
  Zoya, crushing the Taliban with frenzied fury, also began releasing gifts of aggressive death from her crimson nipples. And all the while, she began singing:
  - Kolovrat, Evpatiy Kolovrat,
  The heroes of Rus' are gathering to the alarm!
  And her bare toes start up again, a very destructive present of destruction.
  Red Augustine also fights with fury. She sends one death gift after another at her opponent. And from her ruby nipples, streams of frantic energy poured.
  Augustina took it and sang:
  The warriors of darkness are truly strong,
  Evil rules the world without knowing its number!
  And the bare toes of the red-haired warrior launched a wave of extreme destruction.
  Svetlana hacked at the Chinese without mercy. She tore them to pieces. And with her bare toes, she threw explosive-laden peas.
  And then from the strawberry nipples it hits the enemy with something quite lethal.
  He will tear the enemy into pieces and sing:
  - But you, sons of Satan,
  Do not trample the power of Christ!
  This is truly a girl who is capable of defeating any evil.
  The warriors, it must be said, are perhaps the strongest in the world.
  Oleg Rybachenko, cutting down the mujahideen, sang:
  There is heat and snowfall in the world,
  The world is both poor and rich...
  Our squad is attacking,
  Throw the enemy straight to hell!
  Margarita threw a piece of antimatter with her bare toes, tore apart a mass of enemies and squealed:
  And the battle continues again,
  The fire of hyperplasm is boiling...
  And Lenin is so young,
  Strike with rays!
  After which the girl just stuck out her tongue. And, frankly, it's quite long.
  And the warrior children are really cool.
  Adala and Agatha fight in a two-man self-propelled gun. They crush their enemies, tearing them apart.
  Adala presses the joystick button with her scarlet nipple, tears apart the mass of Chinese and squeals:
  - For great Rus'!
  Agatha will also hit the enemy, crush him into pieces, tear him into a bloody mess and yelp:
  - For Kievan Rus!
  And he will also press the joystick button with his ruby nipple!
  After which the girls will take and sing:
  - We studied together at school,
  And we remember it by heart...
  As the bell towers rang,
  About Kievan Rus!
  
  And the Orthodox remember,
  Whoever you ask...
  How were those glorious days,
  Baptism of Rus!
  And Natasha and her team picked it up;
  Hey Slavs, hey Slavs,
  Muscovites and Kyivians...
  Should we divide our Motherland?
  Should I really send the guy away?
  Consider yours for the kennel...
  I'd rather love him!
  That's how the girls got carried away, and it's clear that the Taliban definitely won't be able to resist such people.
  CHAPTER ? 23.
  Gorbachev and Putin continue to command and issue orders. Advance units of Soviet troops have already reached the Indian Ocean. Simultaneously, the Soviet army is approaching Tehran and beginning to encircle the Iranian capital. And this is incredibly exciting.
  Gorbachev-Putin jumps with delight.
  And he will have dreams.
  The war seems to go on in an endless rut.
  Natasha and her team decided to play a little chess to take a break from fighting.
  Augustina and Svetlana on one side, and Natasha and Zoya on the other.
  The blue-haired girl advanced her king's pawn. Augustine chose the Sicilian Defense in response.
  The game had already changed. The red-haired warrior used the Dragon Variation, where Black's bishop occupies a long diagonal and puts pressure on White's king, who is hiding on the queenside.
  Some very interesting positions emerge here. White can attack the black pawn advanced in front of the bishop.
  Natasha and Avgustina played quickly at first. But then they began to think for a long time. They calculated variations. Avgustina sacrificed an exchange for a pawn. But the attack failed.
  But then Natasha made a slight mistake and blundered a piece for a pawn. Her position became dire. But the blue-haired girl defended tenaciously. The game had been going on for eight hours now. And yet, Augustine hadn't managed to win.
  Then the game was interrupted. The Taliban attacked again. And this, of course, was serious.
  Tanks hum and engines roar.
  Natasha pressed the bazooka button with her scarlet nipple and released the deadly grenade.
  She pierced the side of an enemy tank. After which the girl roared:
  - I declare check!
  And with her bare toes she again threw a grenade of great, deadly force.
  Zoya noted aggressively, baring her teeth and firing at the enemy with her crimson nipple:
  - And swearing is even better!
  And the girl again threw a bomb of destructive power with her bare toes.
  And she roared, baring her teeth:
  - I'll checkmate you!
  Augustina fired a burst of automatic fire at the mujahideen. Then, with her ruby nipple, she pressed the grenade launcher button. She smashed the enemy vehicle and chirped:
  - For the highest honor!
  And with her bare toes she took and threw a gift of death with deadly force at the enemy.
  Svetlana went and slammed her strawberry nipple into the enemy. She'd pierce the enemy tank and then yelp:
  - Glory to communism and paradise!
  And with his bare toes he will take it and with an explosive package he will extinguish the damned enemy.
  These girls are simply superb. They have so much fighting spirit and hellish strength.
  Oleg Rybachenko, this eternal boy, looks about twelve years old. A very handsome guy with defined muscles, wearing only shorts.
  He throws a grenade of deadly force with his bare toes, after which he roars:
  - For the Motherland and Stalin!
  Margarita is a very tough warrior, even though she looks like only a twelve-year-old girl.
  And she, too, with her bare toes, took and threw a pea, tearing apart the brave mujahideen.
  After which the girl sang:
  - For the Motherland without Stalin!
  Then the immortal children started whistling loudly. And the crows were stunned and fell like hail on the Afghans' heads, smashing their skulls.
  Heads burst like watermelons when they were rammed by the beaks of crows unconscious from the whistling.
  What a job these kids did...
  Anastasia Vedmakova is also in action... And her bare toes press the buttons very deftly.
  The girl, wearing only panties, pressed the joystick button with her scarlet nipple. She fired a missile at a Taliban tank and cooed:
  - For the great victories of the USSR!
  Akulina Orlova fought in just a bikini. She has hair like snow, lightly sprinkled with gold. In other words, she's quite beautiful.
  And then her graceful bare feet press the pedal. And small bombs fall on the Afghans' heads. And they cause considerable damage to the enemy, piercing the turrets and roofs of their self-propelled guns.
  Akulina took it and sang:
  The bell will ring in the sky,
  The rain will pour down in torrents...
  I'm going back to my childhood,
  Summer rain is coming my way!
  And the warrior fired again, using the ruby nipples of her melon-like breasts. What a girl with such beautiful hair and seductive, tanned, graceful legs.
  Mirabella Magnetic also fights with great enthusiasm and colossal aggression.
  The girl fired at the enemy with a strawberry nipple. She destroyed a Taliban tank and cooed:
  - Glory to the Russian Gods!
  This Mirabella girl is very beautiful. And with her bare toes, she took and transferred a deadly gift of death to the enemy. And the mujahideen were very scared.
  But the warrior Helga also strikes the enemy from the air. She uses her poppy-red nipple to do so. Deadly missiles fly at the enemy.
  They literally blew the bunker to smithereens. These girls are truly top-notch.
  The girl fired with her bare toes and squealed, baring her teeth that sparkled like pearls.
  And the warrior sang with enthusiasm:
  There were many difficult days,
  A girl like a nightingale...
  I summed it up without thinking,
  Don't fight with her, guys.
  Don't fight with her, guys.
  Otherwise he'll break off your horns!
  These girls are simply super warriors.
  All four girls sang enthusiastically:
  Great Russia - endless fields,
  Let the holy land burn among the stars...
  I believe in the feelings of my heart without hiding them -
  We will protect the line from edge to edge!
  
  Let there be communism in our house,
  Which was born by Comrade Lenin...
  And the evil enemy fascism was destroyed,
  In the name of the greatest generations!
  
  After all, we have only one Motherland in our hearts,
  And in the future, to many galaxies...
  Let my country be famous for centuries,
  Fatherland, you are not just a sweet wrapper!
  
  Let my Fatherland flourish,
  We will defeat Genghis Khan, I believe...
  We will open an unlimited account of victories-
  I know the glory of the Russian Ivan!
  
  We warrior girls are so strong,
  That the enemy cannot defeat us...
  We are the daughters and sons of Svarog,
  Capable of punching the Fuhrer in the face!
  
  I believe in the Goddess Lada for us,
  Which gave birth to many gods...
  All people are a friendly family,
  Which I know in my heart, Rod!
  
  And the almighty Russian Jesus,
  Born in great Orthodoxy...
  Of course, the demiurge is not a coward at all,
  The Almighty has settled among people!
  
  To the glory of Almighty Christ,
  We will raise our sharp swords...
  Fight the Mongols to the end,
  So that Batu's horde does not come to Rus'!
  
  May the endless strength of the Rod be with us,
  Which creates the universe...
  And He was able to do this simply,
  It simply boggles our minds!
  
  We people are the vastness of space,
  Capable of conquering the universe...
  Even though Batu sharpened the axe of the horde,
  Rus' with the strength of the Family in the unwavering battle!
  
  Girls really love barefoot,
  To rush briskly through icy snowdrifts...
  And they beat the Mongol with their fist,
  So that he doesn"t dare to deal with the Fatherland!
  
  There is no more beautiful homeland,
  Even if they attack Rus' with a nightmarish flock...
  The girl is no more than twenty years old,
  She's already chopped up samurai!
  
  She is beautiful and cool,
  A girl who jokingly crushes Mongols...
  Let Satan attack the Earth -
  We will crush the enemy with a steel rout!
  
  Here I waved my bare foot,
  And she poked him in the chin with her bare heel...
  I became such a cool girl,
  There is no need for unauthorized work in this case!
  
  My swords flash like a feather,
  And they cut down the Mongol army so dashingly...
  May my oar be strong,
  The enemy will be destroyed wildly!
  
  Yes, our Rus' is the most beautiful you can find,
  As great as the sun over the planet...
  We can find happiness for ourselves,
  And the feats of heroism are sung!
  
  Russia is a radiant country,
  What communism gave to the peoples...
  She was given to us forever by birth,
  For the Motherland, for happiness, for freedom!
  
  Fatherland - we glorify the Lord Christ,
  Let Maria and Lada be united...
  Comrade Stalin replaced his father -
  We Russians are invincible in battle!
  
  The peoples of the world love the Russian way,
  We are united, believe me, people of our hearts...
  Believe me, you can't bend us with a fist,
  We'll soon open the door to space, I know!
  
  We will step barefoot on Mars,
  We will soon conquer Venus in valor...
  Everything will be just top notch, you know,
  And any person will become a hero!
  
  Yes, Jesus is of course a superman,
  With Svarog in place, Rus' will rise from its knees...
  The guys won't have any problems,
  Let us glorify the Name of Rod to infinity!
  These are the kind of fighting and inimitable singers they are.
  But Elizabeth's crew fights very desperately.
  The girl fired at the enemy with her nimble toes and cooed:
  - Glory to the Gods of Byzantium,
  The girls are just barefoot!
  And again she spanked him with her scarlet nipple, glowing like a coal. These are girls of the highest and most colossal class.
  Ekaterina also hit her opponent with the help of her strawberry nipple, which was like a melon.
  Then she added with her bare, round, rough heel, cooing:
  - Glory to the Russian gods, and let the rain dragon die!
  Elena, firing very accurately at the enemy, hitting the mujahideen with the bare toes of her chiseled feet, yelped:
  - For the greatness of the new leader of Russia, we do not need a rain dragon!
  And again he presses the button with his ruby nipple.
  Euphrosyne agreed with this, pounding her opponent and squealing, moving her long tongue, she chirped:
  - We will defeat the enemy even though he is in the majority,
  The girl has a hundred sticks on her back!
  And the warrior will use her nipple, sparkling like a rosebud. And her bare, chiseled feet will unleash colossal destructive power.
  And the mass of Taliban collapsed at once.
  This is how a tank rolls along, crushing the troops of the large and powerful Taliban empire. No one can stand against these warrior girls. Even if they're not in a tank, just in their tight black and red panties. These girls are very powerful and cool, full of aggression. And their bare toes, quite long, graceful, and nimble, unleash colossal destructive force on their enemies.
  Alenka also fights with great passion. Her intensity, and her exposed breasts with nipples like tulip buds, speak for themselves. This girl is the real deal. And she possesses so much operational intelligence, phenomenal, cosmic strength. And maybe not just cosmic, but earthly as well.
  Alenka hit the enemy with her breast nipple, the color of the proletarian flag, and sang:
  - Russian Gods - Gods of war!
  And she threw gifts of annihilation at the Taliban enemy with her bare toes.
  Anyuta is also fighting. The girl is full of strength and enthusiasm. There is tenderness and strength in her. Like steel coated in rubber. And then the girl pressed her scarlet nipple on the button, releasing a stream of fire onto the Taliban soldiers.
  The warrior sang:
  - A friend can always help me out,
  Everyone jokes about not spilling water...
  And we can help the aggressor,
  And for us Svarog is the best friend!
  And the girl, with her bare toes, threw a ball of annihilation of colossal destructive force.
  The red-haired and rather aggressive warrior Alla squealed, baring her sharp, diamond-like teeth:
  - But pasaran! China will not conquer us!
  And the beauty pressed her ruby nipple against the joystick button. And she went and slammed it with a twist.
  And then her bare toes, her chiseled feet, took hold and hurled a lethal boomerang. It flew past and took off several heads.
  Alla took it and chirped:
  - We will first look the enemy in the eye,
  And then we'll fry it and eat it!
  Then the girl stuck out her tongue. The redhead's tongue is very long and nimble. It's very tasty and fragrant, and it pulsates, and she loves to lick it.
  The warrior is super and sang:
  - There is no childhood in a mad empire!
  Yes, women use any remedy!
  And then her bare heel threw a grenade.
  Maria also fights with great intensity. She's a top-notch girl.
  She had already had to fight more than once... The girl also made her mark with a short story about alternative history... When everything goes differently, although it has changed only slightly compared to reality.
  Napoleon chose an alternative plan for war with Russia. He marched on Kyiv and defeated the Russian forces there, creating a puppet state called Little Russia. This was followed by war and the annexation of Belarus and Lithuania to the Duchy of Poland, which was renamed a kingdom. Austria also gained some territory from Ukraine. Russia, defeated, became a secondary power. In 1815, Napoleon launched a campaign against Turkey.
  He defeated the Ottomans and captured Constantinople. Greece gained independence, Bosnia and Herzegovina became part of a greater Italy, which would place Napoleon Bonaparte's son on the throne. Romania was incorporated into Austria, thus linking the emperor to Napoleon. Bulgaria and Serbia gained independence, like Albania, but became vassals of France.
  And Greece is a vassal of the formally independent Greater Italy.
  Turkey is left with essentially only its capital, Istanbul, and a small piece of land in the Balkans.
  However, the wars didn't end there. Napoleon launched an invasion of Morocco and Algeria. But the British fleet hampered the French. The war with England dragged on. But the brilliant Napoleon managed to take Gibraltar and defeat the British with his superior forces on land.
  The French then blocked the strait and were able to capture all of North Africa, including Egypt and Sudan. During the fighting, the French acquired the world's first submarines. England began to suffer enormous losses.
  Napoleon controlled all of Europe and part of Russia. And Britain was no match for him.
  Gradually, the French overcame the British. They built more ships and had far more people and resources. Finally, in 1931, Napoleon invaded Britain, developed its forces, and captured London.
  Britain surrendered... A huge tribute was imposed on it and all the colonies became French again.
  Napoleon had already become too old and sent his generals to battle.
  France fought with the United States and in Latin America to hold on to its numerous colonies.
  Napoleon, having lived for about seventy years, no mean feat for a great genius, died in 1839 by nineteenth-century standards. His son, Napoleon II-a tall, blond man who looked nothing like his father-succeeded to the throne at twenty-eight. And, of course, he continued his wars, mostly in the colonies for the time being.
  Napoleon II also had some interesting ideas. In particular, he held a referendum and united France, Italy, and Austria into a single state.
  And that's not bad either... And in Prussia they put their relative on the throne.
  And the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth was ruled by the illegitimate son of Napoleon and the Polish lady Valencia.
  Napoleon II's troops ultimately finished off the United States and captured both North and South America entirely. Africa was then conquered. Expansion into India and China followed.
  In 1860, there was a war with Russia. This time, Moscow and St. Petersburg were captured. A referendum was held, and Russia, all the way to the Pacific Ocean, became part of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. Then the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth merged with France. Then came the war in China and the landing in Australia... Napoleon II ruled until 1883, when he died at the age of seventy-two, having conquered almost the entire world.
  His grandson, Napoleon III, ascended the throne. Under this monarch, the last wars were finally concluded, with the conquest of Japan, the Philippines, other islands and lands in Asia, and New Zealand.
  The formation of a global empire was completed... Napoleon III became the finale of the history of wars.
  And now humanity had one road into space.
  In 1917, the first man flew into space. And in 1922, a flight to the Moon took place. And in 1930, to Mars.
  Humanity conquered space... By the end of the twentieth century, human settlements were already on all the planets of the Solar System.
  And in 2020, the first interstellar expedition began. Seven starships launched to the star Sirius, which was orbited by several planets. And one of them was habitable.
  A new era of interstellar expansion had opened.
  And the expression "to go to Moscow via Kyiv" acquired a new meaning.
  Maria, of course, jotted down a short story in her notebook. And now she's firing at the enemy with her scarlet nipple, destroying the enemy tank.
  And she sang:
  - For space victories!
  The mighty Olympiada crushed Taliban soldiers and mowed down the enemy.
  And with her bare toes she launched a whole bunch of pomegranates.
  After which she pressed her ruby nipple against the enemy and bared her teeth and yelped:
  - For communism of cosmic power!
  Matryona also fights with great despair, but also with aggression.
  And her strawberry nipples press the bazooka buttons and fire a destructive missile.
  Matryona sang, baring her teeth:
  - I'm not a pitiful little bug, I tear my enemies apart like blotting paper!
  Marusya continues to shoot at the enemy with deafening force and fury.
  And she presses the coal against her chest. And her bare toes also do something extremely annihilating.
  Marusya muttered:
  - For Holy Rus'!
  What kind of girls are there here - a space saga, about star Vikings...
  The girl also jotted down a short story during the fight, with her bare toes;
  King Charles XII escaped death during the war in Norway, and even after making peace with Peter the Great, he managed to conquer that country. Sweden recovered somewhat from its defeat. In 1740, during Leopoldovna's regency, Charles XII attacked again... and, taking advantage of Biron's overthrow and Russia's chaos and disorder, he was able to take both Vyborg and St. Petersburg.
  However, after initial setbacks, the Russian army recovered and was able to recapture the Russian capital. Sweden was only able to hold on to Vyborg.
  But the course of history changed somewhat. Ivan VI was not overthrown, as the coup failed. He retained his throne. Charles XII died at the age of seventy in 1752, having reigned for fifty-five years. And his reign proved to be the most eventful in history.
  After a pause in 1757, Russia waged war with Prussia. This time, thanks to the now-adult Ivan VI on the throne, the war ended with the complete defeat of Prussia and the arrest of Frederick II. This proved to be a tremendous achievement for Russia. Russia then annexed Poland, or more precisely, the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth, and defeated Turkey. There were two wars with the Ottoman Empire. The second ended with the capture of Constantinople and the complete conquest of the Ottoman Empire. Tsarist Russia achieved many victories, reaching India and also capturing North Africa. Then Suvorov conquered all of Europe, including revolutionary France.
  Only Britain attempted to resist. But the brilliant Nelson was defeated by the more brilliant and successful Ushakov. And then came the landing of troops and the capture of London.
  All of Europe was conquered... Then came the nineteenth-century campaign in Africa. It was very successful, and India was captured. And then Russian troops invaded, captured Canada, and reached the United States.
  In 1815, at the age of seventy-five, Ivan VI-the greatest-died. His reign was the longest of any country of any significance in human history, a full seventy-five years in power. Admittedly, this was a nominal term, due to the regency. But the same could be said of Louis XIV.
  And Ivan the Sixth, who in real history was a failed tsar who ended his life in prison, in the alternative became the greatest ruler in the history of planet Earth.
  His son, Peter III, became the new tsar. This monarch continued his father's policy of conquest and completed the conquest of China. Russia also defeated the United States, subjugating that territory. Under Alexander I, the Latin Army and Japan were also conquered. And Alexander II completed the conquest of the last remaining countries in the world, including Australia.
  Thus a world empire arose again...
  Everything seems fine, but the empire is dominated by autocracy and serfdom. And the tsars are attempting to slow down progress. Which, incidentally, is impossible. And in 1953, the first man, Prince Alexei, flew into space.
  And in 1967, they flew to the Moon for the first time. And that should be noted as a very remarkable achievement.
  Since the flight to Mars took place in 1988, which is still better than what actually happened...
  Gradually, the tsars began to pay more attention to space. Flights to Venus and beyond took place...
  The new Tsar, George I, also decided in 2020 to hold elections to the State Duma for the first time in Russian history and to establish a constitution.
  The new, relatively young monarch even sketched out a series of catchphrases;
  The Duma, like a circus, requires balancing act!
  Love is a feeling like a flute, only the music is much sweeter!
  Politicians are often foxes and never lions, therefore politicking is not a royal business!
  A boy without a fight is worse than a dog!
  Honesty is a rare quality for politicians, especially when counting votes!
  In the pulsation of the heart and veins we want change...just not aging!
  Youth is as priceless as gold, but it fades faster with time!
  Youth is as conducive to discovery as a fresh breeze to a sail!
  Youth, unlike wine, loses its value over the years, but gains strength!
  Robots in fantasy were born from human laziness, but were embodied by superhuman diligence!
  The more commanders, the less order, the less order, the more losses!
  Childhood is like money during inflation: the more valuable it is, the faster you part with it!
  Oak generals, they breed wooden coffins!
  The general is like a barrel, especially when it is empty!
  When generals are oaks, deep ignorance flourishes!
  Mind and fantasy, like husband and wife, only the honeymoon is truly sweet when the benevolent mother-in-law is reality!
  The number of orders is not always proportional to valor, but always reflects the favor of a superior!
  Oil is truly black gold, it poisons nature, blackens hearts, and clouds minds!
  Oil is like the black blood of the devil - it poisons both flesh and soul!
  Reason is a magic wand in the hands of a wise man, but a butcher's club in the paws of an idiot!
  It's easier to build a snowman in the mouth of an erupting volcano than to find a discovery that hasn't been used for military purposes!
  Opening to war is tantamount to closing many doors to peaceful life!
  If you want to avoid a fight, pump up your muscles; if you want to avoid a war, build up your army!
  Diplomacy is lightened by the burden of military expenses, negotiations - by heavy fists!
  Don't promise the moon, you'll have to howl like a dog when people come to make demands!
  Hearts demand revenge, but nothing is more cunning and evil than the human heart - so let reason grant forgiveness!
  To have a harvest, you need to plant parasites all year round!
  Once you plant a lazy plant, you can have a harvest all year round!
  Red speech can whitewash a black reputation, but it will not decorate the life of a colorless person!
  The wonders of science take away our boredom, the wonders of progress are very interesting!
  The main miracle of science does not amaze, but rewards!
  Science is not a wolf, but it goes into the forest if there are no scientists, sheep, and shepherds of responsibility!
  The start shouldn't be brisk, you'll slow down by the time the date comes, but being slow at the beginning will freeze the end!
  The beginning is like the opening of a game: you should develop quickly, but don"t move your pawns without thinking!
  The ideal politician is like a horse in work, but not a donkey in advice!
  Love is, of course, a wonderful feeling, only when it doesn"t involve alcohol!
  Many cooks ruin porridge by adding sour milk to the dough!
  A politician is an artist, but he stains not the canvas, but himself!
  Kings can do everything, but monarchs want almost nothing for the people!
  Only he is a king who stands up for his people!
  There are only two things in the world that are beyond the Creator's control: human feelings and human stupidity, especially when we feel like smart people!
  It doesn't matter who the president is, what matters is who the king is in your head!
  War is no place for reflection, an era of death and madness!
  Only those whose mind is not right go crazy!
  A car is not just a means of transportation, but a luxury that only fools skimp on!
  The most wasteful form of saving is to skimp on prestige!
  Sometimes we lost, sometimes we died, but the Russians never knelt!
  Skill replaces quantity, while quantity can only counterfeit skill!
  - In a healthy body, the spirit of a strong man is strong - but in the weakness of the flesh, the soul has disappeared!
  Blood shines like gold, but it rusts the souls of metal!
  Even gold rusts if a heart is not cast from it!
  Torture is not entertainment, but hard work in the service industry, in which pity for the client is destructive to yourself!
  The soul of a rich man is patriotic, no more than that of a gold coin, which sticks wherever it is taken!
  Gold is yellow like the color of treason, soft like the will of an opportunist, heavy like the conscience of a traitor!
  Pain is like a mother-in-law, persistent, annoying, you want to get rid of it, but... without it you won"t get married with victory!
  When the enemy does not surrender, he is destroyed, and when he does not surrender, ingenuity brings victory!
  It's not a problem if the enemy's bitches die, it's a problem if our males have screwed up their own brains!
  It's easy in battle when training is not a torment, but a useful entertainment!
  Even in the words of Christ, his servants seek that which serves godless tyranny!
  A large wardrobe will fall with a loud noise, and great glory will go to the one who knocked it over!
  When the mask is skillful, we don"t need an excuse!
  More often than not, red rivers flow because of red speeches and black deeds!
  - He who is destined to be stabbed should not tremble at the rope!
  As always, it turned out better than we wanted!
  Death deserves a better fate than life, because its duration leaves incomparably more parts to choose from! -
  Guarantees are guaranteed to rip you off!
  A gold coin is soft, but more deadly than a bullet, it hits right in the heart and takes out the brains!
  Technology is the god of war - and the saboteur is its atheist!
  God created the universe in six days, but man pays for a moment of man-made weakness throughout eternity!
  They went in up to the wool, but didn"t return with the cable car!
  Run, but don't run away, shoot, but don't shoot back, hit, but don't fight back, and most importantly, drink, but don't get drunk!
  A dead donkey's ears are of no use to anyone, but the hearing of a living fox is a gift for those who don't need donkeys to achieve their goals!
  Once you put shoes on your mind, you will forever remain barefoot!
  War is air for the lungs, but only when mixed with binary gas!
  If the enemy doesn't want to give up and doesn't know how to lose, we'll force them to give in and teach them how to win!
  Bad people love black magic, good people love white magic!
  Killing in war is hard in the process, disgusting in the perception, but how wonderful in the end! So war brings health to the soul, hardening of the body, and a cleansing of the wallet!
  Sometimes war fills wallets greatly, and in direct proportion to the amount of blood spilled and the emptiness of a corrupt heart!
  Duty to the Fatherland is redeemed by the payment of selfless devotion!
  War is a test for the wise, a training for the strong, and a pastime for fools!
  Being a laughing stock is no fun, making others cry is not boring!
  A good ruler is like cloying honey, first they lick him and then they spit him out!
  And an evil ruler is like wormwood, first spat out and then trampled!
  Yes, gold is soft, but it can easily be forged into an impenetrable shield!
  Quality always beats quantity - even an ocean of pearl barley is no obstacle for an axe!
  Evil is full of power when good is weakened by fear!
  A good joke comes in handy, a spoon comes in handy, and help comes in handy!
  You might get lucky once or twice, but without skill, luck goes away!
  Anyone who is not Leo Tolstoy is a literary tramp!
  CHAPTER ? 24.
  Naturally, there have been changes in Russia since Vladimir Putin's death on November 1, 2022. The dictator's death, as always, was both a joy and a shock to those around him. The first to rejoice was Mikhail Mishustin, who, according to the constitution, became acting president of Russia. Indeed, he is now truly the new tsar.
  Moreover, it was a stroke of bad luck: Sergei Shoigu lost popularity due to the war in Ukraine and could no longer claim the role of national leader and president. And Dmitry Medvedev had lost popularity even earlier. So, Mikhail Mishustin holds all the cards here. Moreover, he suits the oligarchs, the economic wing, the West, and the security forces.
  So there's nothing to worry about. And the presidential elections? It's just a formality. Especially since Zhirinovsky is dead, and the communists have no strong leaders.
  Gennady Zyuganov is just a tortoise named Tortilla, who is still moving his flippers.
  Grudin will most likely not be allowed to run in the elections.
  Navalny is a serious opponent, he's in prison. And Ksenia Sobchak is nothing serious.
  So the presidential elections are pseudo-competitive. And there's no need to fear them. Although, of course, Mikhail Mishustin himself is no superstar. He's bald, overweight, has a Jewish father, and the economy is in dire straits. And, of course, there's the general decline in the government's popularity. But the Communists also suffered from complicity in the war. And their position as the government's lackeys proved to be a losing one. Yabloko and Parnas gained some ground thanks to their anti-war electorate. Mikhail Kastyanov could have been a dark horse. Especially since many, both ordinary people and oligarchs, recalled Mikhail Kastyanov's time with nostalgia.
  That is, different rules could begin to play. Many are no longer opposed to a return to socialism.
  And Mishustin himself is like a dim star in the black sky.
  Well, Mikhail Kastyanov doesn't need to be registered. Neither do other serious candidates.
  Mishustin has pocket courts in his hands, and a Central Election Commission that will cut down anyone.
  However, without extras, it's absolutely necessary. Otherwise, the West won't recognize the elections.
  Mikhail Mishustin's first step was to suspend military action in Ukraine and propose a new negotiating format.
  In the West, this was received positively. But to quell the security forces' disappointment, Mikhail Mishustin went ahead and awarded Shoigu the title of Marshal for the "great victory," as well as the Hero of Russia star. Incidentally, he also awarded it to a number of generals and officers.
  It was a veritable meteor shower. The soldiers themselves had had their fill of battles and losses, and no longer protested the end of the war.
  Anti-war sentiment also intensified in society. And the media resumed their work, this time in a different direction. Mikhail Mishustin began to score points as a peacemaker. And this was a serious move. Moreover, both the elite and the oligarchs wanted an end to the war and the confrontation with the West.
  Well, the communists grumbled a bit, but the rest of the opposition supported the path to peace.
  Vladimir Putin was buried with the highest honors in a gilded coffin. They even held a cannon fire ceremony. With honors, of course. They even decided to embalm his body so they could build a mausoleum if necessary. But overall, a certain chill was perceptible amidst the outward respect for the dead dictator. The people weren't particularly mournful; the elite were even joyful.
  Lukashenko attended Vladimir Putin's funeral, apparently seeking a handout. He was given a cool reception. Mikhail Mishustin felt a certain jealousy toward the Belarusian dictator, who had been a great show-off and a threat-maker, but had never entered into a war with Ukraine.
  Mikhail didn't even speak to him, and shook his hand coldly without hugging.
  Overall, the mood around the world is mixed. Most are, of course, glad that the dictator and aggressor is dead. But what will Mikhail Mishustin be like? Will he improve, will he stop the war? And will there ever be normal relations with the civilized world again?
  The heads of the CIS gathered for Putin's funeral, as did the President of China. But no one from the West came, except the Hungarian Prime Minister. It was clear, however, that even the Chinese were happy about the changes. Vladimir Putin had been too dangerous for the world, threatening to plunge us into nuclear war. And no one needed that.
  Many journalists and pop stars were in favor of change.
  Everyone wanted the madness to end. Patriarch Kirill personally performed the funeral service for Vladimir Putin. He was clearly concerned about how his successor would behave. He's rather cold toward Orthodoxy, and half Jewish.
  However, Mikhail Mishustin met with the patriarch after the funeral and stated that there would be no fundamental changes in the relationship between the church and the state.
  But still, it is necessary to quickly hold a meeting with the Pope in Moscow, and reconcile the sister churches.
  And perhaps some minor reforms should be carried out. For example, abolishing the Nativity Fast and softening the Easter Fast.
  Perhaps in this case Orthodoxy will become more accessible and popular.
  And it wouldn't hurt to shave the priests' beards and trim their hair. Otherwise, they look like savages.
  Patriarch Kirill noted that a cautious approach is needed here. But it's long past time to abolish the Nativity Fast-it's the least observed, and it only serves to alienate the flock. Furthermore, people should be given more freedom within their religion; they're already tired of restrictions.
  Regarding fasting, of course, for Orthodoxy these fasts are only a minus. Then we touched on the issue of Protestants.
  Mikhail Mishustin noted that Protestants are also Christians and we need to be friends with them. Overall, there needs to be less fanaticism and more liberalism. We'll see.
  One of the first decisions was to review the case of the ban on Jehovah's Witnesses.
  They're actually quite normal guys who don't teach anything bad. That we should live according to the Gospel. And that there's only One God! But what if the Bible says there's more than One God? Jesus himself said: Why do you call me good? There's only One good God in heaven!
  The priests cannot explain this more or less satisfactorily.
  Mikhail Mishustin launched new elections through the Federation Council. His slogan was simple: Freedom, Wealth, Stability.
  And the presidential elections promised greater freedom. Maxim Galkin, in particular, returned and marked a triumph for the opposition.
  What came before this?
  The acting president nodded:
  - Yes, we've waited... But it's too early to relax! In Russia, the Tsar has always ruled. And that hasn't always been a matter of formal authority!
  Medvedev noted:
  - It will be necessary to preserve and even increase our military power, but at the same time be together with the West!
  Shoigu muttered:
  - Not real!
  Mishustin objected:
  "On the contrary, it's true! We will be strong enough to contain China! Otherwise, we'll become a colony of the Celestial Empire! And the time will come when there will be a single government throughout the world, and that will be the salvation of humanity!"
  Shoigu noted:
  Putin should be honored at his funeral! City streets should be named after him, monuments should be built, and maybe even a city should be named after him!
  The Acting President noted:
  "We'll do everything right... It's clear that the deceased should be honored. But we're not living in Soviet times, and we should know our limits!"
  Shoigu nodded:
  "Putin should be buried in a gold coffin. Diamonds are just too much!"
  The Attorney General proposed:
  - Maybe we should embalm Putin in the mausoleum instead of Lenin?
  Mishustin shook his head:
  "We'll build a mausoleum for Putin, but in St. Petersburg! And it'll be three times bigger than Lenin's!"
  And this was met with great applause from the dictator's entourage. Or former dictator!
  The Acting President announced:
  I appoint Dmitry Anatolyevich Medvedev responsible for the funeral of Russian President Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin! And I am issuing my first decree. I am also posthumously awarding Vladimir Putin the titles of Hero of the Russian Federation and Marshal of the Russian Federation! Also, prepare decrees on the construction of a mausoleum for Putin in St. Petersburg and the introduction of a ten-day mourning period. So be it!
  And the retinue shouted aggressively:
  - Glory to Russia! And posthumous glory to Putin!
  Mishustin added:
  I'm also announcing a competition for a monument to Putin. According to the competition's terms, it must be the largest monument, or rather statue, in the world.
  Matvienko nodded approvingly:
  - This is a great idea!
  The acting president added:
  "And we should also make a statue of Yeltsin. I suggest finding a place near Moscow so there's a whole highway dedicated to monuments to Russian presidents. And for future rulers, too!"
  Shoigu chuckled:
  - Do you want to make a monument to yourself, Misha?
  Mishustin noted:
  - We presidents are akin to the pharaohs! We will build mausoleums for ourselves!
  The Minister of Defense reminded:
  - And what about me, the title of Marshal and a diamond victory star?
  The acting president agreed:
  - And prepare a decree on Shoigu... And let Dmitry Medvedev receive the Hero of Russia star. After all these years in power, and no medals!
  The acting head of the security council nodded:
  - That's fair! I've been dreaming of a star for a long time!
  Mishustin added:
  "I also order the preparation of a decree awarding all members of the Federal Assembly and State Council with a special gold medal of honor, and a special bonus for honorary civil servants! And, in addition, prepare a decree doubling the salaries and pensions of all officers and generals in the security agencies! And also, awarding all military retirees the next military rank!"
  Shoigu nodded in agreement:
  - This is a wise decision, my friend! The security forces are our support!
  The Minister of Finance noted:
  - The treasury is quite empty!
  Mishustin growled:
  - Print more! A little boost in inflation is even beneficial! Russia has a money supply shortage!
  The head of the Central Bank nodded:
  - We will make it great!
  Mishustin noted:
  "We could allow officials to give gifts of up to ten thousand dollars. They need to live, too. And we'll keep their income declarations secret! And in general, we'll need to raise salaries for officials at all levels."
  Medvedev clarified:
  "But not now, but after the elections! We need to win the Russian presidential election! The people won't like the rise in government officials' salaries!"
  The Acting President noted:
  - But the officials will like it! It doesn't matter how they vote, what matters is how they count!
  The ministers applauded...
  It felt like Putin's successor was one of his own. And he'd be able to steal more boldly. Moreover, Navalny's example showed that it's the enemies of the government who are jailed, not the ones who steal!
  The acting president issued other orders as well. Specifically, deputies were asked to legalize the free privatization of apartments in Moscow, based on their position. This would have been very encouraging for many out-of-towners.
  And deputies who served two terms were also entitled to receive a pension at 100%, regardless of age.
  And this is just the beginning.
  Mishustin also posthumously awarded Putin the Order of Merit for the Fatherland, First Class.
  And they decided not only to make Putin's coffin gold, but also to strew it with diamonds.
  Mikhail Mishustin and Joe Biden also spoke on the phone;
  He spoke with Mishustin on the phone...
  The acting President of Russia reported:
  We all understand that it's time to end the Cold War! We're only weakening each other!
  Biden agreed:
  "We don't need a hybrid war! And how good it is that that monster, Vladimir Putin, is dead!"
  Mishustin honestly noted:
  "I'm glad about that too... But for now, I'm forced to feign grief in public and glorify the deceased! But after I'm elected president, we'll become true friends!"
  The US President logically noted:
  "It's not the individual that matters! It's the system! I won't run for a second term, but the system will remain!"
  The Acting President asked:
  - What about Trump?
  Biden chuckled:
  - We won't have a second Trump!
  Mishustin agreed:
  - Yes, but we won't have a second Putin! Everything goes in circles!
  The US President responded angrily:
  "I don't think so! The US needs to achieve sustainable development. Constantly swinging the pendulum back and forth only hurts us!"
  The Acting President confirmed:
  "And we have communist Alexei Kuznetsov. He could be a hundred times worse for you than Putin!"
  Biden, immediately grasping the essence, nodded:
  - We can help you in this sacred struggle!
  Mishustin openly stated:
  "We need to find Kuznetsov's accounts and property abroad. And we'll use that as the basis for a huge scandal!"
  The US President said with a sigh:
  - We'll do it! And what will we get in return?
  The acting president said in an ingratiating tone:
  - Let's repeal Dima Yakovlev's law!
  Biden laughed and remarked:
  - Do you think that adopting children of alcoholics from your orphanages would help America a lot?
  Mishustin logically objected:
  "This will be perceived positively by the American people. We need to tone down the mutual hysteria in the media! Let your people put less pressure on us. And I will stop the attacks on you in our media!"
  Biden noted with a smile:
  "Our media is freer. And for a while, there might be some attacks on Russia. But if you don't attack us, we won't fight!"
  Mikhail Vladimirovich noted:
  "We'll talk more at Putin's funeral... We'll discuss the contentious issues. At least, unlike Tsar Vladimir, I understand how dangerous China is. And that we need to stop it together!"
  The US President agreed:
  "It's good that there's understanding! But try to behave in a way that lets everyone see that Russia is changing for the better!"
  Mishustin confirmed:
  - I've already signed a pardon for Alexei Navalny, and this is a signal to you - we are different now!
  After Vladimir Putin's funeral, he was placed in the Mausoleum.
  And Vladimir Putin's coffin is densely strewn with diamonds made of gold leaf. It's beautiful and opulent.
  Guests arrived from around the world, including China, the United States, Ukraine, and elsewhere.
  Mishustin, as promised, held a meeting with Biden. But before that, he also met with Comrade Xi Jinping. He tried to reassure his Chinese friend that Russia remains an ally of the Celestial Empire, and nothing will change. But Mikhail Vladimirovich avoided specifics. So far, China hasn't demanded anything additional from Russia, so that's okay. Although Xi Jinping did hint that Russia could share military secrets and technology with China, as well as lower oil and gas prices. He said China has become very strong since the pandemic, and that they have such resources...
  Mishustin felt the Chinese would increase pressure on Russia. Specifically, they would use more force and more arrogance. Xi Jinping invited the acting president to visit China and discuss certain contentious issues there.
  It's clear that the Chinese president views Mishustin as anything but an equal, and is clearly planning to put pressure on him. And there's a distinct chill in his gaze. Xi Jinping will soon be running for a third term, contrary to Deng Xiaoping's tradition. And a significant portion of the party is against it-Comrade Xi isn't such a great man to violate two terms. Naturally, the Chinese president, who is considered an indecisive leader in foreign policy, wants to put pressure on Russia. Moreover, the successor is weaker than his predecessor, politically and in terms of popular love.
  Xi Jinping wants to show that he is capable of bending Russia, that the Russians are just junior partners.
  Mishustin sensed this. Just as he did after Stalin's death, when Mao Zedong sharply increased his pressure on the USSR and became much more assertive and unyielding.
  Mikhail Vladimirovich tried to appear confident at his meeting with Biden, but his hands were shaking.
  The US President greeted them. And they began to talk.
  Mishustin reported:
  "We, Russia, are a forge of weapons and raw materials! And at the same time, we possess colossal scientific potential. And our duty is to maintain stability and prosperity throughout the world."
  Biden agreed:
  Of course, Russia is a strong country and a world power. And we should be friends and keep the peace together!
  The acting Russian president nodded:
  - Yes, Mister Joe! But for that, we need to align public opinion toward mutual creation. You shouldn't touch us, and we shouldn't touch you!
  The US President noted:
  - We have a free press!
  Mishustin nodded:
  - And we are formally free! But de facto dependence is always present!
  Biden noted:
  - You hold back your journalists, and it will be easier for us to hold back ours!
  The acting president of Russia stated:
  - This will be a mutual decision with no aggression!
  The US President logically noted:
  - This alone is not enough! We need a joint American-Russian friendship! So that we don't turn against each other!
  And on the contrary, they praised and exchanged celebrations of friendship!
  Mishustin agreed with this:
  - So be it! We will move closer together in our positions! I will send a delegation of children to the USA!
  Biden nodded and noted:
  "And the Dima Yakovlev Law should be repealed. It's deeply offensive to the American people and the media!"
  The acting president nodded in agreement:
  - Let's cancel it, Mr. President! We're friends forever, Joe! I'll be friends with your successor, no matter who he is!
  The US President asked in essence:
  - Can you win the Russian presidential election?
  Mishustin nodded in agreement:
  "It doesn't matter how they vote-it matters how they count! I'll win, and my new course will be wiser!"
  Biden noted:
  - We can help you with the elections!
  The acting President of Russia noted:
  "The main thing here is that you don't interfere! The enemy, especially the communists, also use anti-Western rhetoric. They could exploit excessive rapprochement with the West for propaganda purposes. The main thing here is that you don't give them a reason to criticize the United States. In particular, we are ready to help you in Afghanistan. We have experience in this matter, and we don't need the Taliban in Russia's underbelly!"
  The US President remarked with a sigh:
  "This war has gone on too long. The overwhelming majority of Americans think we have no business there! Why should we spend a million dollars on every soldier in this country?"
  Mishustin nodded and sniffed, noting:
  "Yes, I understand! We, too, have seen increased criticism regarding Ukraine. And it's quite aggressive criticism! Especially from the new communist star, Nikolai Bondarenko! He's a real monster!"
  Biden remarked with a smile:
  - You can put him in jail like Navalny!
  The acting president of Russia noted:
  - That's right, we're going to release Navalny! I've already signed his pardon!
  The US President nodded in agreement:
  - That's good! This will make it easier for us to conduct propaganda in favor of the new Russian leadership!
  Mishustin nodded with a smile:
  - It will be wonderful, my friend!
  Biden remarked with a sigh:
  "Alas, the US President is too old and doesn't have much time left! In this case, a long-term system of relations is needed!"
  The acting President of Russia noted:
  "I have no desire to follow Putin's path and reset my terms! But the most important thing is the party and its spirit; the leader is secondary!"
  The US President agreed:
  "Yes, the party and the system are primary! And in this sense, we will be together forever if we develop a viable system!"
  Mishustin nodded and remarked:
  When public opinion matures, we will join NATO, the G8, and even the European Union! I hope the European Union will be the future!
  Biden confirmed:
  - Yes, we will create a Euro-American-Asian union! The future will belong to the political globalization of the world! After all, globalization is a progressive process, right?
  The acting president agreed:
  - Without a doubt, he's progressive! And I understand that, unlike Putin, who was a proponent of a multipolar world!
  The US President logically noted:
  A multipolar world is a dead end! Only political globalism can save humanity from mutual destruction!
  Mishustin shook his head aggressively:
  - Great and mutual destruction! After all, we have one planet, and we're all human! We need to be friends! And Putin still remains in the Middle Ages in his thinking!
  Biden asked the question:
  - Why did you cover his coffin with diamonds?
  The acting Russian president chuckled:
  Of course, that's too much! But we're playing on the crowd's instincts. Vladimir Putin has literally been canonized, transformed into a living deity! And for now, we have to reckon with that! But soon the intoxication will wear off, and the nation will have a new leader! And the Twentieth Congress is coming!
  The US President chuckled and replied:
  - The Twentieth Congress! This is wonderful! Russia is moving in the right direction! And of course, you are choosing...
  Mishustin confidently stated:
  - I choose civilization against barbarism!
  Biden nodded approvingly:
  - You couldn't have said it better!
  The acting President of Russia noted:
  "Putin may be in a diamond coffin, but he's still in a coffin! Gold won't make him any more alive! So I'm the Tsar now! And I won't give up my throne to anyone!"
  The US President noted with a grin:
  - There is no throne - we are just servants of the people!
  Mishustin agreed with this:
  - Yes, we are servants of the people, but for some reason we started to bully our masters!
  Biden noted aggressively:
  The age of tsars is obsolete! The President is, first and foremost, a servant of the people!
  And the US President drank some juice... Mishustin preferred red wine. It was served to him by beautiful women.
  There was a pause... Mishustin noted:
  "It's impossible to discuss everything at the funeral of the Russian president. And until I'm popularly elected president, my hands are tied. A sudden rapprochement with the US is dangerous. We need to act wisely and prudently, without unnecessary extremes!"
  Biden nodded in agreement:
  - We're not rushing anything! But what about Ukraine?
  The acting president of Russia said ingratiatingly:
  "We must restore economic relations with them, first and foremost. And only then resolve contentious issues! For now, we won't escalate the tensions!"
  The US President noted:
  But the Minsk agreements must be reviewed! And a number of changes, insisted on by the Ukrainian side, must be made!
  Mishustin confirmed:
  "We'll try to make this happen. We'll work hard. Don't forget that I'm still only acting president and haven't had time to establish myself! We have to understand that Shoigu, Medvedev, and the other security officials aren't my protégés yet! And they can prove themselves!"
  Biden nodded in agreement:
  "I understand that! And I'll try to do everything carefully and not harm the new Russian government. We don't need the arrival of a young and talented communist! Do you want some intellectual help?"
  The acting President of Russia noted:
  "We have plenty of smart people! However, some of our experience might be useful... Well, excuse me, some of your American experience!"
  The US President recalled:
  "We actually helped Yeltsin a lot back then! If it hadn't been for our political strategies, he would have suffered a complete defeat in the elections. But we could have narrowed the gap with the Communists, and then stuffed some more ballots. Plus, Alexandra Lebed was completely bought! And we carried out a brilliant operation to get through an impassable swamp, and it was truly a miracle!"
  Mishustin noted, baring his false teeth:
  "Our government has a great deal of authority! And the people aren't ready for the communists' return yet! And I hope they never will be! And we'll wipe the floor with them all!"
  Biden laughed and replied:
  - That's good too! I love the fighting spirit!
  In parting, both rulers shook hands and parted...
  Mishustin attended a viewing at Putin's mausoleum and held a brief meeting with Zelenskyy. The Ukrainian president appeared joyful; after all, his country's greatest enemy had died. The discussion proceeded fairly quickly. Several economic agreements were signed immediately on the spot.
  Mishustin noted:
  "We don't need Donbass! We have nowhere to put our coal! Why bother trying and signing up for them?"
  Zelensky noted:
  - Just don't bother us - we'll solve the Donbass problem ourselves!
  The acting Russian president chuckled and remarked:
  "I doubt you'll be able to defeat them by force, even if we don't interfere! I seriously doubt it!"
  The President of Ukraine smiled and replied:
  "America and NATO will help us. And believe me, Ukrainians can fight just as well as Russians! Remember the Klitschko brothers!"
  Mishustin frowned. Wladimir Klitschko, already consigned to the bench or the Hall of Fame, unexpectedly returned to the ring, even though everyone was tired of waiting. He fought former four-division world champion Ruiz. He knocked out the relatively young and powerful boxer.
  This created a huge sensation in the boxing world. And now Wladimir Klitschko is set to fight Tyson Fury in a rematch! And that, of course, is simply fantastic! And if Wladimir Klitschko wins the rematch, he'll become a true legend! And he'll break Foreman's record! And then there's Usyk and Lomachenko - they're also stars!
  The acting Russian president chuckled and replied:
  "Best not to rush! We'll solve this problem peacefully! Some compromise is possible, especially since this is legal Ukrainian territory. And we can put some serious pressure on the separatists!"
  Zelensky agreed with this:
  - Peaceful means are, of course, much better to achieve this! So I hope we can make peace!
  Mishustin roared:
  We are for peace and friendship,
  For the smiles of the world...
  For the warmth of our meetings!
  And they signed some things on the spot... Zelensky promised to rein in the Rada and soften the law on the Russian language.
  Mishustin, in turn, offered discounts on gas and oil. Both sides shook hands.
  The acting Russian president also proposed new constitutional amendments. The right to vote would be extended to those aged fourteen and those imprisoned under a court sentence. He also proposed establishing the post of vice president. This would create a more stable political system. After all, Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin had folded. However, he had looked extremely tired for several years now. And this wasn't a big surprise.
  A far greater problem was the phenomenon of Nikolai Bondarenko, who overthrew the aging and already senile Zyuganov. While Navalny is undoubtedly a strong leader, but not a particularly popular liberal, Bondarenko has taken the lead of the Communists, which brings colossal power and popularity.
  Gennady Zyuganov truly is the kind of opposition that would be a gift to any government: old, sick, and completely senile! He's also overly conservative and archaic-looking, even in the 1990s. And yet, we're already in the 20th century, and the communists undoubtedly need a new leader, as anyone with a clue can see!
  And so the Kremlin's nightmare came true and the communists have a real, young, and fighting fighter!
  And this is, of course, serious. 2022 turned out to be the year of early presidential elections in Russia. And very serious tests awaited the ruling elite. This time, the weak and aged Zyuganov could no longer be a sparring partner for the ruling candidate. Although a better competitor would be hard to find. When Zyuganov speaks, people want to yawn or even puke. And Grudinin was portrayed as a crook and a scoundrel. Besides, Pavel Grudinin is no longer young either. And in any case, he's older than Mikhail Mishustin. And it would have been convenient to fight him, too.
  But Zyuganov isn't so simple and has launched a presidential bid from the Communist Party. And Nikolai Bondarenko can be barred from the elections by picking on him like a policeman with a pole.
  Isn't that right? Gennady Zyuganov is a gift as a sparring partner.
  Zhirinovsky is sorely missed.
  Mikhail Mishustin posthumously awarded Vladimir Volfovich Zhirinovsky the Hero of Russia award and promoted him to the rank of Colonel General.
  The LDPR took this positively, and announced that they would support Mikhail Mishustin in the Russian presidential election.
  But the communists are very cunning. In addition to the senile and senile Zyuganov, they unexpectedly nominated Valentin Konovalov, governor of Khakassia, for president.
  Moreover, there was an agreement that whoever came out on top would receive support. And a mutual recusal would be agreed upon.
  Gennady Zyuganov looked too old and exhausted.
  And why would he run for president?
  More than forty candidates had already collected signatures, and it was expected that Ukraine's record would be broken. But it really did get tough, and the competition was fierce.
  To attract additional votes, Mikhail Mishustin authorized the sale of alcohol at night, as well as mobile kiosks and beer in various locations.
  The anti-smoking law was also relaxed. In fact, it was relaxed significantly, especially in areas where it was frequently violated or was more difficult to enforce.
  It was decided to reinstate beer advertising on television. To keep private newspapers happy, they were allowed to advertise alcohol and tobacco.
  Mikhail Mishustin announced the return of a number of freedoms and vertical liberalization.
  In particular, punishments for the distribution of soft drugs and prostitution were softened.
  The gambling business was legalized again.
  Mikhail Mishustin even called the casino ban the stupidity of Mr. Medvedev, who himself lost a lot of money there.
  And now he wants to take it out on the law-abiding citizens of Russia. And so on...
  Mikhail Mishustin took over. Specifically, he lowered the price of vodka. Beer ads appeared on television again. And a lot more besides.
  Liberalization was underway.
  And it was proposed that governors be elected starting at age twenty-one, regardless of criminal record. This, too, became a new broom, sweeping differently.
  Mikhail Mishustin stated:
  - You will have freedom and wealth!
  At the same time, salaries for government officials and public sector employees were raised. And the ruble even strengthened thanks to currency interventions. A lot was done.
  But inflation has naturally spiked, too. Mikhail Mishustin cut taxes on the poor to ten percent. But he hasn't yet raised them for the rich. And he's relaxed a bit...
  Social policy has proven controversial...
  Moscow has decided to organize new games and competitions. And this is truly serious. Specifically, to hold alternative Olympic Games. Regardless of the costs.
  And Mikhail Mishustin's other projects. For example, here's another idea: holding the world's first literball competition: who can drink the most vodka in one minute? This is where Russians could truly take home all the prizes.
  Mishustin is no fool himself! He took a glass of vodka and downed it. And followed it up with black caviar, downing three spoonfuls at once. And then he played cards.
  throw-in.
  Then Mikhail Mishustin tried singing with Lepets. Unfortunately, science hasn't yet been able to resurrect Kobzon.
  However, the acting Russian president trembled at the thought of Vladimir Putin being resurrected. After all, he wanted to be a king, or a tsar himself!
  Mikhail Mishustin was filmed in the same company of girls, and he was surrounded by hot chicks.
  The acting Russian president has put forward a slogan: building capitalism with a human face! And giving every man free access to a woman!
  And this sparked a surge of enthusiasm... Especially when Mikhail Mishustin resumed airing the show "Dolls." It's even better disinformation. Alexey Kuznetsov can be portrayed as a complete fool. Although "Dolls" can disfigure the entire opposition.
  Mikhail Mishustin has proven himself to be a fighting man.
  For example, cigarettes and beer can now be sold at kiosks at any time of day. And you'll agree, that's incredibly cool. Mikhail Mishustin is pushing some interesting ideas again.
  For example, parents should be paid if their children attend sports clubs. This means not only are the training sessions free, but they are also paid for attending.
  A kind of healthy lifestyle propaganda. And yet, beer and alcohol are now on every corner. And if you want to drink, then drink!
  And it doesn't hurt to smoke. Penalties for marijuana have been reduced, citing international experience and a UN resolution. Specifically, for transporting soft drugs, the penalty is now only a fine, not a prison sentence.
  Mikhail Mishustin introduced a number of amendments to the criminal code to mitigate punishments, especially where they were excessive, particularly for non-violent crimes. He said he shouldn't overdo it here either.
  And rape of women is a crime where it's hard to tell whether it was violence or whether the woman seduced the man and then filed a complaint. In any case, the punishment in this case was mitigated. But for rape by a man, the punishment was even harsher.
  Here, the wise acting president of Russia drew attention to the consequences. Indeed, so what if they screwed a woman? They only pity and love her. But if a man is raped, many will not even shake his hand. And in prison, such a man is a real jerk. Even if he was raped and against the thieves' code!
  Mikhail Mishustin also lowered the age of consent to fourteen, citing the fact that in Japan it's thirteen. He also argued that it's better for teenagers to gain sexual experience with older, more experienced people. Men generally accepted this. It's a kind of sexual liberalization.
  Same-sex marriage could also be legalized at the same time. Lawyers can always interpret the Constitution to suit the president's wishes.
  In any case, gays appreciated this. And in Europe, attitudes toward Mikhail Mishustin became even warmer.
  And let the bigots shut up. After Putin's dictatorship, the time has come for freedom!
  And a relaxed attitude in everything! A large monument was erected to Mikhail Gorbachev, in particular. But Putin's personality cult began to fade. He was increasingly criticized.
  Mikhail Vladimirovich, like Mikhail Sergeyevich, began to emphasize greater personal freedom. When more and more things were becoming permitted. For example, casinos? Why not? That was back in the 2000s, under Putin. But Medvedev's hypocrisy finally got to his head.
  Mikhail Mishustin threw officials a bone: they were now allowed to receive gifts of up to ten thousand dollars. And this, of course, brought joy to the bureaucrats.
  Indeed, free times were coming. Imperial strictness was being replaced by freedom. And once again, naked women's breasts appeared on screen.
  And not only that. Legal brothels were established in the army. Every soldier received the right to have sex with girls for a fee. And this, of course, was a great achievement of democracy. And even in prisons, colonies, and pretrial detention centers, it was possible to visit girls. Mikhail Mishustin especially insisted that prostitutes be allowed in juvenile detention centers. So that boys would not rape boys, but would be with women.
  Then there won't be any roosters in juvenile detention centers.
  Something similar also evoked considerable approval. And at the same time, condemnation.
  Although Mikhail Mishustin's slogan-vertical liberalization and more freedom-was especially popular among young people, and entire crowds gathered to welcome the new acting president of Russia!
  Mikhail Mishustin was a man who truly wanted greater freedom, and not just for himself. He resented the restrictions of the socialist era. And the reaction to the left's rise was anticommunism in propaganda. And it kept growing...
  Mikhail Mishustin, a bourgeois to the core, now wanted classical capitalism and complete freedom.
  EPILOGUE
  Mikhail-Vladimir Gorbachev-Putin closely followed the military operations in Iran. The Soviet army had begun the assault on the capital, Tehran. Thus, the actual conquest of a large country-even larger in area than Ukraine-was underway.
  Mikhail-Vladimir was very pleased: he had become a conqueror. And oil prices soared, allowing for increased military spending.
  Gorbachev and Putin even decided to extend military service from three to six years, so that soldiers would better master the equipment.
  And abolish all deferments. And if you're mentally ill, then go to a construction battalion. And let those with criminal records serve. And if you turn eighteen, then go straight from the penal colony to the army.
  And that's cool!
  Mikhail-Vladimir became a dictator and threatened the entire world. In particular, disarmament was no longer even discussed. On the contrary, Gorbachev-Putin threatened to send America packing.
  This is what politics has become. And most importantly, militarism and the cult of force.
  And rough diplomacy.
  And another interesting idea: let not only men, but also women serve in the army.
  And so, girls at eighteen years old join the army. And they have to fight and win.
  And that's great.
  Here the girls are fighting, storming Tehran and demonstrating colossal strength;
  One team of six heroes, who have been everywhere and are ready to fight any army.
  Oleg Rybachenko swung his magical swords. They lengthened and sliced through the drones like knives through butter. Then, with his bare toes, the boy tossed a couple of explosive pellets.
  Iranian tanks exploded.
  The boy sang:
  - Glory to the era of the Russian sword!
  Margarita also swung her blades, slicing at the helicopters. Then, with her bare toes, the girl hurled destructive needles.
  She tore apart her opponents and squealed:
  - For the cause of communism!
  And here comes Natasha on the attack... She'll slash at the religious Iranian air force with her swords. She'll tear apart the enemy planes. And then, with her bare toes, she'll launch a deadly boomerang, tearing apart the soldiers of the eastern Iranian empire.
  And then, like lightning, it shoots out from her belly button. And then she takes off her bra and launches a pulsar from her scarlet nipple.
  Khomeini will tear apart the mass of soldiers and roar:
  - Glory to the era of Soviet people!
  And here comes Zoya, hacking away with wild fury. She also crushes, extending her swords, and slicing off the turrets of tanks.
  And then the toes of bare feet will be released like a burning substance. And then from the bare heel will come a gift of death.
  And the crimson nipples will unleash a cascade of lightning on the helicopters. And then something deadly will strike from the navel.
  And so Augustine fights for us. Such a deadly girl. Lightning flashes from her ruby nipples. And she throws pulsars from her bare toes. And a beam from her navel lethally hits Khomeini's troops.
  And he will show his tongue and roar:
  - For Mother Rus'!
  Svetlana is also very aggressive in battle. Her swords, when extended, cut down planes and tanks.
  And from her strawberry nipple, she'll release streams of total death. And then she'll give them a lethal blow to the navel. And then her bare feet will use such force that they'll tear apart a ton of enemies. Iran has been caught in the crossfire. Proving to everyone that force is hard to win.
  Especially when Russia, or more precisely the USSR, is on the side of Iraq, which has tied down the Persian Gulf's main forces in the West. Russia, after all, is both Orthodox and atheistic, and therefore not particularly close to Iraq.
  Dictator Khomeini, you've picked the wrong people.
  Oleg Rybachenko slashed at Iranian drones and aircraft with his suddenly elongated swords, cutting them down. Then, with his bare, childish toes, he unleashed a deadly, destructive bolt of lightning that melted a mass of enemy tanks.
  And then the boy-terminator whistled. And a mass of crows fell into a deep swoon and descended upon the Iranian army of dictator Khomeini.
  The boy squeaked:
  - For Russia's allies!
  Margarita Korshunova also fights desperately and boldly. She runs a mill with her swords. Then her bare, girlish feet launch a gift of real and dangerous death.
  Then the girl will shoot a discharge from her navel, vaporizing a mass of Iranian tanks and planes.
  And then Margarita whistled. And crows would rain down like a carpet on the heads of the Iranian soldiers. And they would literally pierce their turrets and tear off their wings.
  The girl squeaked:
  - For our peace initiatives and Orthodox brotherhood.
  Natasha is once again on a desperate attack. Her swords wreak havoc. So many planes and tanks are cut down. And then her bare toes will fling peas of annihilation and tear apart a mass of enemies, ripping turrets from tanks. And then the girl from the scarlet nipple will fire a pulsar at Khomeini's army.
  And then a cascade of lightning, so deadly, erupts from the navel. And finally, a stream of magoplasm flies from the womb of Venus.
  The warrior roared:
  - For our allies!
  Next, Zoya strikes. The feisty girl uses the helicopter move. Then her bare feet seem to emit a gift of death. And from her crimson nipples, lethal bolts of lightning shoot out, striking her opponents. And then, from her navel, streams of pulsars.
  And from the grotto of Venus, new portions of destruction by Iranian soldiers, tanks and planes.
  The girl squealed:
  - Glory to communism!
  Augustine is back in battle like cascading lightning. And now her swords are being cut off like a beard at the root. And her bare toes are throwing a gift of total annihilation. And then laser beams shoot from her ruby nipples, cutting through Iranian tanks and planes.
  And from the navel, lightning will shoot out with destruction.
  And so, from the bosom of Venus, a hellish tsunami of death will emerge, bringing certain destruction to everything that attacks the Soviet Union-though in this case, it was Gorbachev and Putin who attacked Iran. And a multitude of planes, tanks, and drones will be completely destroyed.
  The girl sang with fury:
  - Let's drink together to Russia, or rather the USSR and Iraq!
  Svetlana, too, is as hot as a pie in the sky in battle. She slashes at Khomeini's troops without the slightest mercy. And with her bare toes, she hurls peas of annihilation, crushing the enemy.
  And from the strawberry nipples, streams of total destruction fly out, overturning a mass of tanks and planes of revolutionary Iran. Even rollers are sent flying in all directions.
  And from the navel came a whole stream of lightning that melted a mass of Khomeini's fighters.
  And then a tidal wave of magical plasma will fly from the bosom of Venus and Khomeini"s troops will be finished.
  Svetlana roared:
  - For the sword for the glory of the Russian Christ!
  Oleg Rybachenko and the girls then gave the Iranians a real fight. And they used powerful magic. The girls even emitted streams of magical energy and tsunamis of magic from the womb of Venus. And they knocked Khomeini's warriors aside like bowling pins.
  Oleg Rybachenko not only hacked at hellish Islamic tanks with his swords, but also whistled. And the crows rammed Iranian planes, razing them to the ground.
  Margarita Korshunova, too, will suddenly make a windmill with her swords, cutting down Caucasian fighters. And then, with her bare feet, she'll launch a powerful pulsar.
  And it destroys the Iranians like a battering ram. And then the girl whistles, and the crows fall upon the hellish Islamic planes.
  The girl screamed:
  - For communism throughout the world!
  Natasha is also attacking the Iranians. And now her swords will take hold and slash diagonally. And now her bare feet will launch something deadly, tearing the enemy vehicles apart.
  After which, the girl will release hot, murderous pulsars from her scarlet nipples. And they will smash into the Islamic hordes. And the girl will also scare the revolutionary Iranians with lightning from her navel. And she will truly roast everyone, turn them into shish kebab.
  But it will be even more powerful when a torrent of energy erupts from the womb of Venus and sweeps away the great mass of Iranians.
  This is the woman with blue hair. And she will roar:
  - Glory to the Fatherland!
  And again, releasing a gift of destruction from the scarlet nipple, killing the Iranian warriors, she added:
  - He who has a big belly will die of hunger!
  Zoya, too, chopped down her opponents like cabbage. She cut them down with such ease, as if she were shavings. And with her bare toes, she hurled an annihilation bomb. And she blew the enemies away.
  And then, from the crimson nipples, it will thunder: from the right at the tanks, from the left at the planes! And it will quite effectively crush the opponents.
  And then from the round navel, a series of lightning bolts will burst forth. And Khomeini's soldiers will be incinerated, turning them into cracklings.
  And then from the grotto of Venus a whole tornado of annihilation energy will just fly out.
  The girl yelled wittily:
  - A bird of high flight, doesn't stick its nose up, doesn't have its head in the clouds!
  Augustina is directly involved in the battle. Not a girl, but a tigress. She literally tears her enemies apart with her claws. And she slashes, giving them no chance with her swords.
  And then her bare feet unleash an extremely deadly gift of annihilation, tearing her opponents into tiny pieces of paper and depriving them of any chance of salvation.
  And from the ruby nipples lightning flies out, literally burning the Iranians like paper.
  And a pulsar erupts from the navel. And how it slices through the hellish Iranian tanks. And tears off their turrets.
  And from the womb of Venus, another stream of magical plasma erupts. And if it does burn, Khomeini's troops will be in for a rough ride.
  And the warrior says to herself:
  - He who wants to become a lion without having the wolf's grip will remain with the rights of a bird!
  Svetlana is on the move again. She chops metal with her swords. And launches deadly grenades with her bare toes. She tears apart and burns Iranians.
  At the same time, the girl does not forget to send lightning bolts from her strawberry nipples.
  And from the navel something will erupt, destructive and melting metal.
  And from the grotto of Venus a laser beam will fly out and cut everyone.
  And then he growls:
  - Bird rights are most often held by donkeys with intelligence, and sheep with character!
  Oleg Rybachenko continued to fight with great confidence, demonstrating the strength of a titan. Now he'll hack at the Iranians with his swords. And then, with his bare little toes, he'll launch a truly lethal grenade. He'll tear apart a mass of Khomeini's soldiers.
  Then the boy started whistling, and the frightened vultures and crows, like the Islamic Khomeinis, started rolling around. And they started shooting down planes without mercy.
  Oleg Rybachenko wittily remarked:
  - He who has the brains of a chicken is wingless!
  Margarita Korshunova continued to spin the blades of her blades. She cut down the Iranians without hesitation. And at the same time, with her bare, childish feet, she threw gifts of destruction. And tore them apart like a pile of tinfoil.
  And when the crows whistle, they descend upon the hellish Islamic armies. They'll be ground into powder. And when the Iranians are hit by the birds, they're in even worse shape-they're crushed to pieces.
  And Margarita says:
  - Don't pretend to be an eagle with a chicken brain and a bird's rights!
  Natasha will leap up and slash with her swords. She'll cut Khomeini's troops into pieces. She'll throw the gift of annihilation with her bare foot. She'll exterminate a mass of Iranians and scream at the top of her lungs:
  - If you have a wet chicken character, you will dry up from hunger!
  And from her scarlet nipples she will release a deadly electric shock. She will wipe out a mass of Iranian troops. And then from her navel she will move like a pulsar. And she will tear all the enemies to pieces.
  And from the bosom of Venus a tsunami will erupt, burning everyone with hellish plasma.
  This is a girl.
  And Zoya, in a savage attack, pummels everyone without a moment's pause. And cuts them into the tiniest fragments, leaving literally charred pieces. And with her bare foot, she hurls something incredibly destructive. And then, from her crimson nipples, something that brings the most spectacular death, total annihilation, flies out.
  And then something wild will jump out of the navel and tear apart magical plasma like a tiger.
  And finally, from the grotto of Venus, a gift that will bring real death to Khomeini"s troops without a chance.
  After which the girl screamed:
  - You can't lay golden eggs with a chicken brain!
  Augustina sliced off the turrets of Khomeini's Islamic tanks with her swords. Then, with her bare toes, she launched a gift of death. And from the girl's ruby nipples, fiery lightning bolts flew out. And they incinerated a bunch of Iranians.
  And then a whole tornado of destruction will fly out of the navel.
  But from the womb of Venus comes destruction, which brings complete victory and annihilation.
  Augustine wittily noted:
  - A rooster can lay golden eggs, but with a hen's character you'll only get into trouble!
  Svetlana is also a fiery warrior. She'll hack at the Iranians with her swords, turning them into sour cabbage. And then, with her bare toes, she'll send a gift of destruction. She'll grind her enemies into dust.
  And from the strawberry nipples, deadly lightning bolts will fly. They will burn the Iranians to pieces. And now the navel will send a wave of totalitarian extermination against Khomeini's revolutionary Islamists.
  And finally, a bubble of magical plasma will emerge from Venus's grotto, melting all the enemies at once. The tanks will smoke, and the shells inside them will explode.
  And Svetlana roared:
  - Why are you always in the clouds? You have a chicken brain!
  Oleg Rybachenko fights with ever-increasing fury. He suddenly slashes at his enemies. He crushes and shreds them all into tiny pieces.
  And then, with a bare, childish foot, he will throw a grenade and tear it into pieces.
  Afterwards the boy whistled again and shot down a lot of planes.
  After which he voiced the thought:
  - Even if you have the strength of a bear, but with the brains of a chicken you will remain a donkey!
  Margarita Magnetic slashed with all her might with her swords. Then, with her bare foot, the girl hurled a deadly gift of death. She tore the Iranians into scraps of bone and skin. And then, like a whistle, the crows fell in heaps upon the Iranians.
  After which Margarita yelped:
  - If you have the brains of a chicken, then after meeting a fox, feathers will fly!
  Natasha is fighting the Iranians with extreme vigor. And now her bare feet are throwing something devilishly deadly. And her swords are cutting down towers.
  And then lightning will strike from the navel...
  And the scarlet nipples will release murderous pulsars. And then the girl will take it and from the womb of Venus will unleash a fiery tornado. And she will tear the opponents apart.
  After which the girl chirped:
  - To make a pork chop, you need to have the tenacity of a wolf and the cunning of a fox!
  Zoya took hold of the swords and swung them around like a windmill. She sliced through all the cars, and the rollers scattered in all directions. And then the bare feet of the terminator girl launched the bombs of annihilation. And they flew past, tearing apart the enemies.
  And then the crimson nipples suddenly erupt and release lightning bolts of destruction. And then a laser beam shoots out of the belly button.
  And now the grotto of Venus will spew out a stream of violent tornado that will crush the revolutionary Islamic Khomeini troops.
  And the girl roars:
  - Most likely you'll go to the fox roast with chicken brains!
  Augustina, too, is now fighting like a clockwork slug. She's hacking away at the Iranians without mercy or remorse. She hurls grenades with her bare feet, tearing her opponents apart.
  And from her ruby nipples, cascading lightning bolts fly. And from her navel, something utterly deadly will strike. And it will tear the Iranians apart. And from the grotto of Venus, a magical tornado of death and destruction will fly out.
  After which the girl will bark:
  - If you have a character like a wet chicken, you'll be drying out on the street without money!
  Svetlana also fights with great gusto. She slashes with swords and hurls deadly gifts of death with her bare feet. And then she'll erupt in a cascade of magical plasma bubbles from her strawberry nipples.
  And then one lightning bolt after another strikes from the navel.
  And from the grotto of Venus a hurricane of total destruction and utter annihilation will pour forth.
  Svetlena yelled:
  - Chicken brains make you wingless, chicken character sends you to the plucking!
  Oleg Rybachenko growled and slashed with his swords, turning and destroying. And with his bare, childish feet, he launched a grenade. It tore apart a mass of Iranians. And then, like a whistle, a flock of crows crushed a cloud of Khomeini's army planes.
  The boy roared:
  - He who is a chicken at heart is fox food in the hut!
  Oleg was even a little tired of hacking and throwing grenades at the Iranians with his bare feet. The boy uttered the aphorism again:
  - If you want to live like a white man, be at least a little red-haired in your cunning!
  Margarita Magnitnaya threw a lethal handout of destruction with her bare toes. She tore apart a ton of Iranian soldiers. And then fired a laser blast from her belly button.
  And after that, she started whistling and destroyed a bunch of planes.
  And she squealed:
  - Real white people don't turn pale when they fail!
  After which the girl, with her bare toes, threw the gift of annihilation again, chirping:
  - If you're a chicken with your brains, you'll be a fox with your deeds!
  Natasha released a pulsar of destruction from her scarlet nipple and yelped:
  - Be a bird of an eagle's flight, but don't have a cock's flight!
  Zoya remarked aggressively, also dropping a gift of complete destruction from her crimson nipple:
  - He who struts a lot without eating his porridge will crow at the toilet!
  Augustine, throwing off the annihilation pulsar from her ruby nipple, muttered:
  - If a politician puts on airs too much, voters will howl like wolves later!
  Svetlana, with her strawberry nipple erupting like lightning from a volcano, hissed:
  - A politician who barks a lot but tries little will lead the people to a dog's life!
  Oleg Rybachenko slashed, swinging his swords. He threw a grenade with his bare, childish foot and remarked:
  - Politicians act like children, but their tricks are as old as politics itself!
  After which the boy whistled, having dealt with Khomeini's army, knocking the crows off like sand from jeans, and purred again:
  - A politician is a crow who dreams of the eagle's throne, but whose beak is not big enough!
  Margarita noted rationally, also throwing a message of destruction with her bare foot:
  - A politician wants the lion's throne, but his mind is often that of a hornless cow!
  Natasha released a lightning bolt from her navel and barked:
  - A lion shouldn't be a sheep, but at least a little bit of fox wouldn't hurt him, so he doesn't end up among the donkeys!
  Zoya took the gift of death and launched it with her bare toes. Then, with her crimson nipples, she spat out the pulsar and yelped:
  - Even if you have the stature of a lion, but with the brains of a chicken you are guaranteed a dog's life!
  Augustine shot a bolt of death from her ruby nipples and squealed:
  - He who barks at the moon too much, life will send him to the kennel!
  Svetlana performed a spin. Then, she released a discharge from her strawberry nipples and squealed:
  - If a politician promises you a pie in the sky, then he considers the voter a woodpecker!
  Oleg Rybachenko, whistling away the crows, rationally noted:
  - If you have a wooden head, you'll definitely kick the bucket!
  Margarita, having cut down the enemies again, said:
  - If you're headstrong, they'll skin you alive!
  Natasha wittily remarked, releasing a powerful gift of death from her scarlet nipple and destroying Khomeini's troops:
  - For oak voters, the politician is a complete fake!
  Zoya, chopping down the Iranians and sending rays of death from her crimson breasts, noted:
  - If you're as dumb as a felt boot, you'll be shod forever!
  Augustine wittily remarked, sending death from her ruby nipples:
  - Nothing interferes with eating hot food every day more than a chicken mind!
  Svetlana slammed her strawberry nipples and said:
  - If you have the memory of a chicken, you'll forget how to soar like an eagle!
  Oleg threw the gift of destruction at the rascal with his bare foot and squeaked:
  - A chicken is not a bird - a chicken's mind is not intelligence!
  Margarita launched something with her bare foot that would not let her die without pain. Then she whistled, startling the Iranians with crows, and squealed:
  - Voters with chicken brains are choosing roosters for president!
  Natasha hit her scarlet nipple with something hot and very burning and said:
  - A politician who puts on airs too much only attracts those with chicken brains!
  Zoya, firing at the enemies from her crimson nipples, noted:
  - Whoever was tempted by the fox-like speech of a politician, a chicken with intelligence, and a sheep with character!
  Augustine, pounding her with burning pulsars from her ruby nipples, noted:
  - For a politician, language is a sword, a whip, and a key, but first and foremost, it locks up the voter!
  Svetlana struck with a lightning bolt from a strawberry nipple. She crushed a mass of planes and tanks belonging to the Iranian army and Khomeini, uttering:
  - Chicken fluff is soft, but what hard bunks those with chicken brains sleep on!
  Oleg Rybachenko agreed, whistling again:
  - The soft character of a ruler often leads to the harsh fall of a state!
  Margarita, finishing off, whistling and sending crows on their heads, finishing off the last Iranians, added:
  -With chicken brains and the character of a chicken, it will become like a pork chop!
  The girls did a fantastic job, barefoot, and finally unleashed tsunami waves from the womb of Venus. And a fiery, hellish barrage will descend. And everything will burn to the ground.
  And Khomeini's valiant troops were charred.
  Yes, here the bulk of them have already been ground down and victory is near.
  The team moved to another section of the front and began active operations there. The enemy, after all, was quite strong and numerous.
  Oleg Rybachenko hacked at Khomeini's troops with swords. At the same time, his bare, childish feet hurled gifts of death, destroying the enemies of Russia, or rather the USSR, and Russia's ally, or rather the USSR, Iraq. The tough guy logically remarked:
  - It's strange to kill Iranians. They're good people, and they're a prosperous country!
  Margarita, cutting down the warriors of Khomeini's Islamic empire, and slicing through the fighters with discs thrown with her bare feet, cutting off the turrets of tanks and the tails of airplanes, noted:
  "It's not nice to treat the Iranians like that. It's reminiscent of historical strategy games. There are two paths: fight, or build paradise on earth. Depending on your choice, you get missions. As they say, in a military mission, building paradise is harder!"
  Oleg Rybachenko cut down a mass of Iranians with one swing of his extended swords and shook his head:
  - That's a different story. I noticed that in the game "Cleopatra," during military missions, beer is usually readily available. But in peacetime missions, barley can sometimes only be transported, and that creates problems.
  Margarita performed a helicopter, cutting down enemies, including planes and tanks, and a mass of helicopters from the Khomeini Army, and grinning, sang:
  - Rivers, seas, straits... How much harm they cause!
  Oleg Rybachenko, with the bare toes of his childish foot, threw an explosive packet of sawdust, lifting an entire battalion of American and Russian-made tanks into the air with its destruction, kicked her pea with his bare heel, and sang:
  - It's not beer that kills people! It's water that kills people!
  The boy-terminator is really as energetic as the boy from the cartoon about Conan.
  And again he whistles, bringing down the crows on the Iranians.
  Natasha, slashing at her opponents and baring her teeth, grinned aggressively as she performed a windmill. Here she is, a spirited warrior. And her bare toes, like those hurled by an explosive device of deadly force, ripping apart the warriors of Khomeini's Islamic empire.
  A girl with scarlet nipples will send lightning. She'll burn a couple hundred Iranians, and then purr:
  - There will be an era of the greatest communism!
  And after that, as the tongue shows. This is a girl, the highest class in her.
  Zoya also cuts down her enemies. She doesn't give them a break or a chance. And she performs a butterfly attack with her swords. She cuts down her opponents, cleaving dozens of Iranians. And then, with her bare toes, she launches an explosive packet of sawdust. She tears apart her enemies and chirps:
  - Glory to the great Russia of tsars and victors!
  And from the crimson nipple, as if a gift of death and a pulsar of destruction will be released.
  Here's Augustina fighting-a fighter of the highest order. She'll just throw a pea-sized explosive at the enemy with her bare heel. She'll tear the enemy to shreds.
  And then, from the ruby nipples, a bolt of lightning will burst forth, and burn the enemies to ashes.
  And he will scream at the top of his lungs:
  - Glory to the Fatherland of Communism!
  Svetlana also fights with great enthusiasm. She hacks at her enemies with wild abandon and fury. And with her bare toes, she hurls a grenade of embers that tears apart a crowd of Iranians. And then her strawberry nipples shoot lightning bolts. And they incinerate a battalion of fighters from Aliyev's Islamic empire. Now that's a girl, a pure witch and a Terminator.
  Svetlana sang:
  - I am the great warrior of the seven seas,
  And I sing so wonderfully - like a nightingale!
  And he will laugh out loud.
  Tehran, previously captured, or rather fortified and occupied by the Iranians, fell with a bang.
  And the Iranians were defeated. But to finally consolidate their position, they also needed to take Zardabar and Aghjarbarimi.
  Oleg Rybachenko, Margarita Korshunova and a team of witch girls storm Zardabar.
  And they fight like true heroes. Even though they still look like children. And the witch girls look about twenty years old, even though they're so old that humans don't live that long.
  Oleg Rybachenko cut down Khomeini's troops on the wall using a cuttlefish attack with his swords. Then, with his bare toes, he hurled a lethal grenade, tearing the Iranians to shreds. Afterward, the boy will, as is tradition, whistle, knocking down the crows, the soldiers of Khomeini's Islamic empire.
  Oleg sang:
  - And the boiling darkness of evil monsters flew to the land!
  And the boy once again drove his swords through a whole mill. And so he crushed his opponents, literally exterminating them.
  Margarita also hacks like a giant. The girl swung her swords at full speed. And with her bare heel she delivers a gift of death. And she destroys the Iranians without mercy or hesitation.
  The girl took it and sang:
  - There will be a frisky communism, fascism will be destroyed at once!
  Oleg Rybachenko performed a samovar technique, chopping up Iranians and noted:
  - Fascism was destroyed at once!
  The battle became more and more uncontrollable.
  Especially when Natasha started throwing stars with her bare toes, each one destroying a hundred Iranians at once. And what if lightning bolts shot from her scarlet nipples and burned her opponents?
  The girl cooed:
  - I am the strongest in the world, I will crush all my enemies in the toilet!
  Zoya, firing at the enemies, squeaked:
  - Glory to communism!
  And with his bare toes he launches a deadly grenade of the most destructive power.
  And she's a truly amazing girl. She shoots the wildest, most frenzied bolts of lightning from her crimson nipple.
  Augustine, cutting down the Iranians and slicing through her opponents, gasped:
  - For changes for the better!
  And with his bare toes, he launches a lethal explosive packet of sawdust. And tears his enemies apart.
  And then, with ruby nipples, it will give off a discharge of destructive lightning and annihilation.
  Svetlana, smashing the enemy with swords and kicking a grenade with her bare heel, cooed:
  - For communism!
  And from the strawberry nipple such a murderous thing will be released that all the devils will become sick.
  Oleg Rybachenko, ignoring the shots-they were hitting the immortals, missing-climbed the wall. He performed a milling motion with his swords.
  He cut down a bunch of Iranians, and then with the bare toes of his children's feet he threw a deadly gift of death.
  He tore apart a bunch of opponents and roared:
  - Glory to the era of communism with the royal crown!
  After which the boy-terminator will suddenly start whistling. And clouds of crows will rain down upon the warriors of Khomeini's Islamic empire.
  Margarita Korshunova also hacks at Iranian warriors. She performs a spinning attack, cutting down the warriors of Khomeini's Islamic Empire. And with her bare heel, the girl sends a gift of destruction, striking the enemy.
  After which he roars:
  - Glory to the new Aryan and Soviet communism in the style of Gorbachev!
  And the girl will take it and release lightning from her navel... And a whole bunch of Iranians will burn.
  After which the children will whistle in chorus, and thousands of crows will fall on the heads of Khomeini"s Islamic warriors.
  Natasha, chopping down her opponents and throwing needles with her bare toes, cooed:
  - Glory to Great Russia!
  And from the scarlet nipple it will release a deadly lightning bolt. And it will burn an entire battalion of Iranians.
  Zoya, chopping down enemies and throwing grenades with her bare toes, hissed:
  - For the greatness of Russia!
  And from the crimson nipple something quite deadly will shoot out. And crush the opponents.
  Augustina also fights with extreme aggression. She crushes her opponents, sending deadly bolts of lightning from her ruby nipples. And with her bare heel, she unleashes an explosive packet of sawdust that tears apart her enemies.
  After which he yells:
  - For communism throughout the universe!
  And lightning will strike from the navel!
  This is a girl - a girl for all girls!
  Svetlana also fights. She slashes at her enemies with both swords. They extend, cutting down dozens with a single swing. And then, with her bare toes, she hurls another deadly gift of death, tearing her opponents apart. And how will her strawberry nipples release something destructive and inimitable?
  Svetlana screams:
  - For the Aryan ideas of communism of Mikhail Gorbachev!
  And from her belly button she releases a whole cascade of killer lightning bolts. Now that's a girl - all for girls, a girl!
  Oleg Rybachenko continues to fight. He slashes with swords, throws discs with his bare toes, and whistles. The crows, suffering heart attacks, knock out their opponents, leaving them no chance of escape.
  And the boy sings:
  - I love your open spaces,
  I love your forests and mountains!
  Heaven and earth, and my role!
  Margarita, chopping down the Iranians, and throwing death packages with her bare feet, and chopping up her opponents, yelped:
  - The sun is shining over the country...
  Saluting...
  You have a native country -
  Everything in the world exists!
  And again the girl whistled, and the deadly gifts of annihilation rained down on the enemies. Many Iranian warriors were slain.
  
  
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