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.287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn4QYPZmtKk
"And what's that?" Vova asked, pointing to the plane in the distance.287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4vn7ntXgWp
"That's the American military fuel tanker aircraft."
Vova grabbed the radio.287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDef6BWuHx2
"Hey you there! You must refuel us!" He said into the transmitter.287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgN01Aijija
"Fuck off! We are waiting for the presidential plane, this is the fuel for it," they retorted back.287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL0HvWPQtPo
"You will dance in the counterintelligence, clever boy!" roared Vova. "We're on a top secret mission here!"287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIRquepqFA8
"Very strange, on the civilian plane?"287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa13hvFt2PE
"Yes, it is, you are stupid idiot!"287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKYB8KurYeM
"Hmm, but OK."287Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSRi4KLebdC
"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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