- Well done Here the fine fellow! - has heatedly spoken Jurkovsky. - the Real master! - Perhaps nevertheless we take
instead of it the superfluous pilot? - Krajuhin has noticed, lifting to eyes the field-glass.
Bulls exulted. All went as well as possible. "Boy" cleared an obstacle behind an obstacle. Stones crumbled under caterpillars,
the liquid dirt from deep round holes was spilt, with a gun rumble the brought down boulders fell.
Some times Ermakov which was watching a route on a card and a compass, specified a direction - without it Bulls by all
means would get off, though tried to drive the car precisely on a straight line.
- How many have passed, Anatoly Borisovich? - Remains kilometre ones and a half...
And during this moment absolutely unexpectedly and silently there were ahead columns of a crimson flame. Bulls has started
back and has stopped the car.
- Here they, krajuhinskie surprises, - he has murmured.
Fire quickly extended. It seemed, stones burnt. Black streams of a smoke, being stirred with bloody languages, stlalis by the
ground flied up highly upwards. The dry hot wind has lifted dust clouds.
- The condensed gasoline! - has with anxiety told Bulls. - here it is thought up...
Ermakov was silent. Bulls has grinned, has lowered on hatches spektrolitovye guards and has touched keys. "Boy" has in
full operation dived into a fiery storm.
When the horizon was clouded by a muddy is dark-crimson veil, the secretary of a city town committee has coughed, the
chairman of the Executive Committee of the City Soviet of People's Deputies has approached more close to a radio set, and
Krajuhin has told nevozmutimo: - I have ordered to light there some tens bochek gasoline.
Any seven hundred - nine hundred degrees within several minutes.
Trifles. "Boy" should sustain perfectly, so. And whether here will sustain nerves...
"Boy" has sustained, have sustained also nerves. In clouds of a fat soot the conveyor has rolled down in a rivulet marking
the end of a route, and has stopped.
Hasty waves ran on the turned black sides of the car shrouded in steam casting by lilac shine. Hissing was heard. Gradually
the armour cooled down.