Olinov

Olinov, ( of the Olinov of a timelife ),wanted to observe ,for a moment,his party of partisans.Then ,he began to roll a cigarette,which one day the legionnaire brought him from his bar in Marsella.What those days in France - he murmured - while for a moment,he thought,he semeed to see madame Lulu singing "soldat".The contact with his M1 carbine seemed to wake him up.Then on the horizon,he thought he saw a small jeep "beetle ".Who were they ?.For sure,a small courier in the direction of Moscow.

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