I was the commander of a patrol team

I was the commander of a patrol team
, I was the commander of a patrol team, and that's how I commanded an armored personnel carrier.
It was time to go to the metal detector station, through which the Palestinians would pass between the village and out.
The procedure began after the attack in which a soldier was killed by the "What do you call a prostitute"... And then there was Molino
Gate, and you have to hurry, so I said, driver, go ahead!! The driver says, but Leonid, there's a gate in front of us,
I said, "Known," and they drove off despite the gate. The gate flew to the side, and then there was a street that was a little too narrow,
And I said go ahead... And we drove and blew up some fences, some blocks, the mukhtar came out, we beeped,
In the end, we had time for it. Then I went up to the company, and a brazen soldier didn't close the posted gate.
I said, "Why isn't the gate closed?!", "A-Why aren't you my commander, I have commanders..."
I said "rude," and went to talk to the company commander and his officer, the same one, the Russian.
And he said, "What?! My soldiers, all sugar, are disciplined. No palettes are possible.
You said, you said, I said. Then eight months later, the officer was killed. Yes, there were Palettes.
The discipline begins with the soldier. The commander works with Hamas, and does not have to comply with discipline...
The soldier does. I also taught all the soldiers an armored personnel carrier driving course, so that during combat,
Everyone will be able to drive an APC... Raising the head – honor...