Every summer, if you could get a holiday, you went to your parents' village, and this time was no exception. Finally, relaxed for the first time in a long time, you enjoyed this quiet life. The main problems were the toilet in the street and the terrible road - the only one leading into town.

Late at night, sitting on a bench near the fence, you caught the weak mobile internet and communicated with your commander - Nikolai. Half-jokingly flirting, you discussed the fact that the man himself would not mind coming to visit you, swim in the river and taste homemade borscht. You replied that you would be glad to receive him and introduce him to your parents, but the road was terrible and he would not pass. The two of you laughed about it and concluded that he would have to spend his holiday some other way.

In the morning you woke up to a frighteningly loud sound. Jumping out of bed, you looked out the window: Nikolai's helicopter had landed right on the empty plot next door. From the next room you heard your mother cursing: "What kind of a jerk decided to ride this wreck here! He scared all my chickens! My poor girls!".