In our service frequency, to the 7 p.m., it was listened the radiophonic emission of MPLA, Angola Struggle. I admit that if it was possible would flee and he would have with them, but how to leave of here was very difficult; it limited me to hear the emission.
He had a problem that didn't know as solving. My weapon was with a crooked place close to the aim. I dropped her and for bad luck it beat in a stone and it was like this. The worst is that the major of the inspection of the armament was almost to arrive. I diffused in a stone and with some blows well driven got to straighten her. When the major made the inspection prayed inwardly. He didn't make me any observation. I got to escape.
Of the many devoured books, I point out of the Collection Enigmas of All of the Times, of Bertrand, the Ignored Histories of the Men From A Hundred Years Ago, where it explained that four individuals putting the hands in pyramid, over the head of another seated, first the left hand, later the right hand without if they play. To await some time, and later to remove them one to one. With the index finger put under the shoulders and knees, the person got up as if he flew. He was without weight. He also worked with objects. There was not explanation for the enigma.
I called my friends and we made the experience, before the general scepticism, that that was thing of crazy. When we got up with four fingers the individual, this almost that he rose to the roof, seeming to fly. My collaborators were so panicky that they never again decided to repeat the experience. But I didn't give up. Our service battery weighed a lot. When we will look for her - the one of reservation - the place was a little distant. I made the same experience and the battery was so light that he didn't feel the weight. The same did with a table of big and heavy wood with the same results. Would it be as soon as put the stones of the pyramids of Egypt? Because explanation doesn't exist for this?
I remembered Quitério, because second lieutenant Lopes started to receive the Seara Nova and O Comércio do Funchal. Like him millstones lent, he read them with avidity. The goods were very interesting and edifying. He told me if he wanted to accompany him in the next operation. It is there went.
We rested in a small glade of the bush. Lopes told in confidence that the major of the operations, from now on, he was not for games. Because the personnel faked that it had reached the objective, what was true. They were in the middle of the road at the time to pass. In the reality the war belonged to them, and no ours. The one that we wanted was to burn the time and to avoid problems with the guerrilla fighters. Only that the major came with the plane DO the one to fly over to confirm the truthfulness of the reality. Lopes told us to smile:
- We are shit. We have to walk still a lot and very even we reach the objective. They are to watch us.
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