Before becoming a scout, I learned a sergeant schools in fortified, Located in Primorye on the border with China, and served six months commander of rocket-propelled grenade launcher. The company commander of scouts, Captain Medvedev, who came to the selection of personnel wise. In the company were primarily wrestlers and boxers with good bits, which do not have to teach elementary unarmed combat skills.
Every two or three years from the intelligence division at the frontier post on the border with China went on a business trip for a month for two or three Soldier - sergeants and privates. So I called the company and asked whether you want to go on a business trip. Already in those years I did not like to sit still.
Two years ago, was the first in the history of war between socialist countries - Vietnam and China, and the Soviet Union's relations with our neighbor, was difficult to call friendly .
I, as a sergeant, went to seniors, and to me private. After passing inspection of documents when entering the border zone, we arrived at the outpost. On the same day, all the decals on shirts, we have changed from red to green. Now we're no different from our pograntsov and Chinese border guards notice that the gate appeared "foreign." We have been briefed and are now at an outpost in the dresses at the border.
Zastava is located on the banks of the Ussuri River, which separates these places our land from the Chinese, where are we now so love to ride. My slave had served on a tower near the outposts, I joined the outfit that carried a duty on the island, located seven kilometers from the outpost in front of Dunan. The boat drove us from the frontier to the island and took away the previous shift. I do not remember how long it lasted attire, no less than four hours, exactly, all this time you have no right to go down from the tower. Attire, we carried the three of us - me and two guards. They had their own task, I have - their own.
on wooden, windswept tower, which protected We just from the rain, absolutely nothing. Because soldiers can sleep standing up, and if he put a chair - it is almost bed.
The Chinese front We had an observation point, equipped us to envy. In bad weather in the cotton tunics, we thoroughly warm;, and when Chinese border guards came out bare-chested from heated space to the upper platform, looked at them with envy.
climbed the tower, every day I took my journal and thoroughly, in detail, describing everything that happens in front of the island. "Two of the tractor working the fields. In the 9-30 15 fishermen on three boats headed upstream. At 9-45 in the school yard about 60 students lined up in 8 columns and doing exercises. From 9-50 in the Frontier company 17 people are earthworks. In the 11-25 arrived plane and sprinkle the field. About one kilometer from the landmark two upstream in the bush flash lens flare. At 12.10 in the border company arrived three men in military uniform on a jeep ... » Sometimes we may invite non-verbal dialogue with the Chinese guards. Called gestures to his side, showing that us better, getting out from under his coat troop signs, they say, a reward for you ... Sometimes on our radio waves distort heard cursing in Russian.
Once was the perfect sunny day in the lake close to the towers was played fish. After the spring flood water was asleep, and remained in the lake fish. Lake shrinks with each passing day, and in the fish kingdom became crowded.
first on a fishing trip down the senior outfit, vzmok and returned with nothing. With the second border guard history repeated itself. It became clear that water, though the knee is not so simple. After a while it dawned on me ...
I descended from the tower and found a stick. If you carry a stick on the bottom, the fish is essentially two ways. With one hand I held the end of the stick, the other with his hand cut off one of the escape routes. Immediately to hand poked burbot, which I immediately covered the other hand. Thus managed to catch three or four burbot.
Il from the bottom heavily muddied the water, and fish huddled in hollows Bank or clung to the bottom. Just a couple of perches, I pulled out from under his feet, and tired, but victorious, stood up to the tower. Then the guys that were caught by a few fishes. The next change took with them a bucket ... In the evening we had a fish dinner. Once called me the commander of the outpost. He read in my military ID, my first profession in the military - commander of the SPG-9. It was found at the outpost were two of grenade and ran with them in exercises, rubbed and oiled oil, and use could not, never fired. It was at that time, a new secret weapon.
month trip to the frontier seemed to me to rest at the resort. I first visited the border, I saw in the eyes of potential enemies. And in general service at the gate did not go to any comparison with what happened in the conventional parts of the Soviet Army.
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