She-bear



She-bear
Автор: Alexandr Keldyushov
Дата написания: 2017
Издательство: Региональное отделение продюсерского центра при Интернациональном Союзе писателей
ISBN: 978-5-906857-99-6
Цена: 99.90 Руб.
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The novel is based on the real events that took place in Buryatia in 1986. In the taiga, poachers killed the bear-cub in the thrill of the race. The thunderous echo was still heard, and she-bear rushed out from the nearby bushes. And men fired again. But ignoring the wounds, she swept away the murderers of her bear-cub… Two blows… Two deaths… The loss of the bear-cub, physical wounds, pain, and rage made she-bear seek vengeance. As the result, thirteen men were dead… The story took place in the forestry of Klyuevka. In connection with the appearance of the bear-killer in the region, the local forester decided to conduct a large-scale raid. He gathered a group of experienced hunters, headed by the senior hunter Mikhail Svetlov, and set them the task to kill the wounded she-bear. While Mikhail was in the forest and prepared traps for the beast, a tragedy happened in his family. His wife gave birth to a baby… Unfortunately, the baby was dead. After learning the terrible news, Mikhail refused to participate in the raid, realizing that he and she-bear had experienced the same grief. And he could not take the life of she-bear… of the mother, as she had become a killer only because of the people. But nobody could predict that the fate of the unhappy young family and she-bear would be unexpectedly connected. And the outcome was soon to come…


В оправдание дьявола следует сказать, что до сих пор мы выслушивали лишь одну сторону: все священные книги написаны Богом.

Генерал Вестон, желающий показать, что он интересуется жизнью солдат, решил зайти на кухню. Там он встретил двух солдат, которые несли котел. — Дайте—ка мне попробовать, что там? — Но, сэр... — Не спорьте! Дайте—ка ложку! Попробовав содержимое котла, генерал сплюнул и, скривившись сказал: — Я думаю, что это не еда. Что скажете? — Мы и хотели вам сказать, сэр, что это не еда, а вода после мытья котлов. Но вы так настаивали...