The engines were working calmly, Vova and Tim, with a clear conscience, were taking a nap in their places when the stewardess gently woke them up and said that a captain wanted to tell them something.
"The fuel is run out soon," the captain said sadly showing them the displays.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjaxwRSVXHq
"And what's that?" Vova asked, pointing to the plane in the distance.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWvMzqX27Tu
"That's the American military fuel tanker aircraft."
Vova grabbed the radio.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW4Y4OQIAEh
"Hey you there! You must refuel us!" He said into the transmitter.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8oryrJsx0u
"Fuck off! We are waiting for the presidential plane, this is the fuel for it," they retorted back.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2qJIbnWPDS
"You will dance in the counterintelligence, clever boy!" roared Vova. "We're on a top secret mission here!"135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ64bnMgqgYC
"Very strange, on the civilian plane?"135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXnGDDit0Zx
"Yes, it is, you are stupid idiot!"135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ67t1yDTpFq
"Hmm, but OK."135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkPXYvzp3zu
"Danke schön! Over," Vova turned off the radio.
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That same evening a presidential plane crashed into the ocean. The President was not suffered. He was hungover, in his country house.
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