Holder Volcano

Member of the Uzbek Union of Writers

Larks sing over the field

(The short novel)

Translated by the author.


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(Holder Volcano)

This is the birth of a new genre in world literature. If you do not believe, then read this work to the end and You will firmly see this.

All an enjoyable read!


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Chapter 1

Bank robbery in broad daylight

A gang of masked robbers, armed to the teeth, suddenly burst into the Bank with wild cries, threatening to shoot anyone like a partridge who dares to show the slightest disobedience or resistance. They ordered all Bank employees to lie down on the floor and not move.

- Anyone who tries to raise his head, immediately receive a bullet in the forehead! - one of them shouted.

One of the employees of the Bank, of about forty, tall, skinny build, with a nose like the beak of an eagle named Dalakazan, the bandits raised, pointing at him nervously, with trembling hands, the barrel of the machine gun:

-Come on, bastard! You will help us commit the robbery of the century!Come on, motherfucker, open the safe and put the money in those bags! Try to give signals to the cops, pressing the alarm button, then you, instantly turn into a corpse! Move your ass!- shouted another thug, hard-hitting kicks ass Dalakazan.

-Okay!Okay! I'll do anything you say!Just please don't kill me!I have a family and young children! -begged them Dalakazan. He obediently walked towards the cash register, raising his thin arms high, like a young soldier in a hot spot of the planet who had just been captured.

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