Mandariinid Page #3

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Your wound is painful? Not much.

Where did you bury my friend?

In the woods.

- What's your name?

- Ahmed.

But you are not interested

in my name?

I am, - I'm Ivo.

I'm a Chechen, a soldier.

- A mercenary?

- Yes.

Understood'

- You have a family?

- Yes.

I went to war because of them.

I get paid well.

Went to war because of them?

Don't start to moralize.

I told you that I honour

old people,

but it's none of your business.

None, Ivo.

Correct, I'm Ivo.

Ivo...

Where's my gun? In a safe place.

You get hatter, I'll give it back.

Even trophy guns of the Georgians.

These are yours, mo, right?

I want to ask something.

Ask then'

I have to tell you,

if I give my word of honour,

I rather die than break it.

Right. I'm like that, too.

So I don't have to lack

that door anymore?

Listen, Ivo, you, an Estonian,

are rather dying

than breaking your word.

You are asking me, a Caucasian,

a mountaineer, if I keep mine?

For us, it means everything.

I promised not to kill

in your house, so I won't.

Very well'

But an Estonian or a Caucasian,

it does not make any difference.

Ivo, why didn't you leave

for Estonia?

But that is none

of your business, young man.

Our work is completely pointless,

if we won't get any help.

I have only picked two crates

doring that time.

Can't pick any more.

If the help will not arrive

tomorrow, we are screwed.

What did the major

exactly tell you?

That they'll come

if something will not happen.

If something does not happen.

Unless they are stationed

somewhere else. They won't be.

They've been guarding the entrance

for two weeks'

Why should anything

happen tomorrow?

I don't know'

It sure would he strange

if soldiers would pick

tangerines in wartime.

You are strange.

The major promised.

Well, God help us. I hope, mo.

Don't worry, Ivo.

They will come.

War news from the radio.

Easy. Easy.

No hurry'

Good boy.

Sit down'

How are you feeling?

Head is slightly spinning.

It's nothing.

We found this in your head.

And these in your pockets.

- Some tea?

- Yes.

Ahmed, drink up your tea.

It will cool down.

Ok then, enemies.

He's Ahmed, he's Nika.

Pleased to meet you.

You know, Georgian, you may

know already, don't be afraid.

I have promised to our saviour

not to kill you in his house.

So if you want to live,

don't go out.

Don't even extend your head out,

as I will chop it uff at once.

But can he pee out the window?

Enough!

Enough.

I'm sorry, Ivo.

So they didn't come?

Some tea?

Well, don't worry

about the tangerines.

It's idiotic anyway to start a

tangerine business in wartime.

He doesn't happen to be

your relative?

Margus!

Come in, why are you

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