...

That her husband would leave, I understood from his gaze.

He waited for her and opened the door when he heard the elevator. Looking at his eyes, I realized that the presentiment was not deceived - Again?

- Frosya, honey, you know, I can not ... - she hugged him and, pressing her whole body, whispered - Just come back alive ...

...

They were met; the brown-haired burly man with blue eyes and a moody look are a big guy with pood fists. Those who met were recognized by a sign in the hand of a burly man with the inscription - “The end of the way“ Tiger Pad. ”

When we entered the minibus, the burly man said: we will be on the road for an hour and a half, then on foot along the taiga along animal tracks. So you can sleep, chairs unfold.

All the way we drove in silence and stopped only once - piss.

Sergey tried to talk to fellow travelers, but the big man was silent, concentrating on the road, and the burly man answered reluctantly and in monosyllables. Sergey sat back and slept all the way.

George slept for two hours, and then sat down and looked out the window. The sky was completely covered with low clouds - You will not understand in what direction and we are going - George thought

Wriggling and hiding behind the hills and turns, stretched, red tape from the sand and clay, tape of the road. On the right, the hills with snow patches (the second decade of May) rose steeply with rare fir and swirling streams running down the hillsides, and to the left, as far as the eye could see, the taiga went down and merged with the horizon.
Georgy admired the harsh and unobtrusive beauty of the Ussuri taiga and thought about what he had long dreamed of, having come out of the fatigued city so suddenly, to find himself in some kind of deafness.
Taiga parted, the road, going straight ahead and smoothly turning right, climbed up the hill. To the left of the road stood three semi-disassembled houses, without fences, and apparently already long abandoned. Three hundred meters from them there was a new bathhouse on the very shore of a small pond, into which a small river raging from the melting melt waters flowed in and, emerging on the other side of the pond, ran down and to the left. To the right of the bathhouse, the hill smoothly went up, and there was a house on the leveled area.

A muzhik with a carbine came out of the house on the porch, but recognizing the big man, leaned the carbine on the rail and went down.

- Tolyan chaff already? - shaking hands with the little man, asked the big man

- Yesterday more

- Bitch, do not have sex, okay, you will remove from the road - he pointed to the car - and we still have to stomp

For some time we walked along the stream along the beaten path and after about half an hour turned into the taiga. And although it was a day, but as soon as we dived into the taiga, it became gloomy.

The big man and burly men were armed with carbines, backpacks were rubbing their friends behind their shoulders.

- How long does it take? - asked George

The big man walking in front looked at his watch and grunted - Forty minutes.

As they walked, three times they descended into hollows and climbed the hills, the trail looped around, bypassing the rocky ledges of the hills.

Taiga parted, they entered the clearing and immediately stumbled into the gate of the fence, behind which stood a log house. A fence of pipes with barbed wire along the top and bare wire on racks walked around the perimeter of the glade surrounding the house.

Huskies ran along the fence, on the other side of it, and when they saw the people who had left, they barked, but, recognizing the big man, were wagging their tails in a friendly way.

On the barking, three men in camouflage came out of the house: two with machine guns and one without arms, with dark glasses.

When he saw the automatons, George became alert. I didn’t like the one with the glasses - “The Boss” - he thought.

The boss threw something to one of the machine gunners, and he went to the gate, opened them.

- And who is this? - The boss is staring at the sturdy.

- Boss, he found me, well, and said ...

What the burly fellow said was a mystery.

The boss looked at George and Sergey, grinned and took off his glasses. Whitish, faded eyes, a scar on the right cheek, appearing wrinkled at first, lean and wiry, with a short neck and long hands almost to the knees.

- The rules of the game are very simple: there will be no rest, there will be no lunch and a magnificent reception.

There - he led his eyes around the fence - on a plot of about 500 square kilometers, a tiger lives. The tiger is old and cannot hunt anymore. We feed him so as not to leave. Humane. The site is divided into sectors and there are installed video cameras with autonomous power supply, equipped with night vision devices. You are trying to leave, the tiger is hunting you - he grinned - or you are at him. Paying video for a lot of money, this is my business. All that we can give you, hunting knives - he pulled out two knives from his trouser pockets and threw him on the ground - Come on, adventurers!

Two, in camouflage, raised machine guns.

“On the fuse” - said George and still managed to notice how burly pale.

He blinked and ... laid all five of them with the same method: with a light blow of the palm on the forehead. When slowing down a hundred and seventy times, the same number of times, the speed of striking increases and, light slap in the usual mode, when slowing down, is equivalent to a blow with a sledge hammer.

The subpersonality of the hypnotist and the technique of deceleration (acceleration) he set himself.

Sergey, bulging eyes, stood, not understanding anything, for about five seconds.

- Jora, what is it? I did not have time to notice

- Seryoga we have little time, the strongest of them wake up in about thirty minutes, seven more minutes, eight will think that with him, and we need to find matches, stock up on food, at least for a day and it would be good to find a compass. Come to the house, for food and matches, and I will turn off the diesel generator.

Sergey, having seized backpacks, went to the house, and George went to an extension in which the diesel generator rumbled. Turned off, slashed the drive belt with a knife and, opening the automatic control panel, cut the wires. The likes that sniffed them while the boss was talking sat beside him and watched carefully.

- Jooraa! - in the cry there was no danger signal and Zhora, who was searching the pockets of those lying, waved it away.

- Jooraaa! - apparently without him in any way.

He went into the house, and collided with Sergey - Zhor, there is a woman!

- Whore?

- Somehow not like.

- Where did you find her?

- In the subfield something rustled, well, I discovered, and there it is!

Chapter 9. Taduhela

Of course, it was unfair to call a creature who appeared before him, a woman: almost naked, the rags barely concealed her nakedness and bore her, George smelled some strange mixture of smells.

Growth, with a twelve-year-old girl, with underdeveloped forms, the hair on the head is shortly cropped, but stuck together, apparently from the substance with which the rags of clothes soaked. The clothes - George looked closer - consisted of a flap of fabric wrapped around the body and this flap was full of holes, the breast was visible, girlishly small and protruding, pubis, or shaved, or really girl, but looking at the face, I realized that the woman , and very beautiful: straight nose, sensual lips, almond-shaped brown eyes, oval face - the perfect shape. Another struck a high forehead: "Smart ?!"

- Who are you?

What, the main, George, the woman identified immediately and looked at him. Georgy shrank: there was a feeling, almost physical, that his eyes felt his gut, and not only the womb, but also the brain scans.

George shook off the stupor and asked again - Who are you? We urgently need to get out of here.

- Taduhela

- Is that your name?

She nodded.

- Seryoga, found something?

- Yes! And canned food, and bread, and matches, and even so! - he pulled a half-liter bottle out of his backpack - Alcohol!

- Compass?

- Not.

- Do you need to put it on anything, did you come across?

- Jora, yes you ohrenel? Why do we need it?

- Then, that we take with you and everything! Once women come, there must be some kind of clothing, even a robe. Seryoga, walk through the hut and have to take the legs, already lost about five minutes.

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