На десятом отделении скопилось, ест

На десятом отделении скопилось, естественно, больше всего политических -- примерно 35-40 человек из пятидесяти пяти. Большую часть из них составляли "побегушники" -- ребята, пытавшиеся удрать из СССР. Какими только способами не пытались они бежать из любимого отечества', и вплавь, на резиновых лодках, в аквалангах под водой, по воздуху на самодельных вертолетах, планерах и ракетах, пешком через границу, в трюмах пароходов и под товарными вагонами. Буквально не могу придумать такой способ, который не был бы уже использован. И все они, разумеется, были невменяемыми -- потому что какой же нормальный человек захочет бежать теперь, когда наконец-то, после всех ошибок, стали вырисовываться контуры коммунизма! Некоторым удавалось благополучно пройти границу, но их выдавали назад. Со мной рядом спал парень по прозвищу Хохол -- старый уголовник, полжизни просидевший по лагерям. На все расспросы следователя о причинах, толкнувших его бежать из страны, он говорил:
Так какая вам разница, гражданин начальник? Я же ведь плохой, преступник, рецидивист. Чего же вы меня держите, не пускаете? Я здесь хорошую жизнь порчу, так зачем я вам нужен! Пусть гады-капиталисты со мной мучаются!
Конечно, от такого опасного бреда ему предстояло принудительно излечиться.

Результаты (английский) 1:

The tenth branch of accumulated naturally most political-approximately 35-40 people from fifty-five. Most of them were "pobegušniki"-guys, trying to get away from the USSR. Which only means they are not trying to escape from the beloved Fatherland ', and by swimming, in rubber boats, scuba gear under water, through the air on makeshift helicopters, gliders and rockets across the border on foot, in the holds of ships and under the trademarks of wagons. Literally can't think this way that has not been already used. And they all, of course, insane-because what a normal person wants to escape now, when finally, after all the errors began to emerge the contours of communism! Some managed to safely pass the border, but gave them back. Next to me sleeping guy nicknamed Hohol-old convict, half who camps. For all questions about why investigators tolknuvših of his escape from the country, he said: Так какая вам разница, гражданин начальник? Я же ведь плохой, преступник, рецидивист. Чего же вы меня держите, не пускаете? Я здесь хорошую жизнь порчу, так зачем я вам нужен! Пусть гады-капиталисты со мной мучаются! Конечно, от такого опасного бреда ему предстояло принудительно излечиться.

Результаты (английский) 2:

On the tenth office Skopje, naturally most political - about 35-40 people from fifty-five. Most of them were "pobegushniki" - children who tried to escape from the USSR. Which just means they did not try to escape from the beloved fatherland ', and swimming on rubber boats in the tank under the water, the air in the home-made helicopters, gliders and rockets across the border on foot, in the holds of ships and under the wagons. Just I can not think of a way that has not been already used. And of course they were irresponsible - because what a normal person would want to run now, when at last, after all the mistakes began to take shape the contours of communism! Some managed to successfully pass the border, but they were given back. Next to me I slept guy nicknamed Crest - old convict, had spent half his life in the camps. All inquiries investigator about the reasons which have pushed him to flee the country, he said:
So what do you care, a citizen of the chief? I in fact bad, criminal, recidivist. What do you hold me, do not start up? I am here for a good life damage, so why do you need me! Let the bastards capitalists suffer with me!
Of course, on such a dangerous delusion he had to forcibly recover.

Результаты (английский) 3:

at the tenth department, there are, naturally, more political - - about 35 - 40 man of fifty five. most of them were "побегушники" guys, trying to escape from the soviet union.which just means don't they flee the beloved fatherland ', and swim, rubber boats, аквалангах underwater, in the air on the home-made gliders and helicopters, missiles, walk across the border.in the holds of ships and goods wagons. literally, i can't think of a way, which would have been used. and all of them, of course.were irresponsible, because what a man wants to go now, finally, after all the errors are emerging contours of communism. some managed to safely cross the border.but it was back. next to me was a guy named a - old jailbird, half просидевший for camps. on the questions of толкнувших investigator causes him to flee the country, he said.so what's it to you, officer? i'm a bad, the criminal offender. what do you think i am, don't let? i'm a good life deterioration, so why do you need me! let the bastards capitalists with me suffer!
of course, such a dangerous delusions he was forced to be cured.