It seemed that everyone present came to their senses at the same time, and now someone sat down, someone stood up, looking around and expressing bewilderment in various forms about what was happening. This discord merged into a growing hum, containing no information except unanswered questions and bewilderment. Looking around, I met the eyes of a stocky man about thirty-five years old, and he immediately asked the question, as they say, point-blank:— How did you end up here? - Yes, like everyone else, I opened my eyes - I look - I’m lying... - No, that’s understandable, - a random interlocutor interrupted me, - And before that?.. Having heard this question, I suddenly realized that access to memory is everything appeared. As soon as I thought for a second, a picture popped up before my eyes: a column of infantry fighting vehicles was walking along the gorge, I was sitting on the armor, and then... - Explosion! - I said, - The sappers probably overlooked the landmine... - Yeah! — the interlocutor nodded understandingly and answered my unspoken question, “And we were covered with “Hail”!..