About the book: year / The war came and went, leaving behind destroyed cities, burned villages, destroyed countries... corpses... injuries... pain... tears... torn families, separated from each other by vast distances and radioactive deserts... And the survivors are already locked in new wars and conflicts, sharing the remnants of their former luxury, blood is shed again, and killed soldiers fall, shots are fired again, and explosions thunder... And you have many kilometers ahead of you, which won't be easy. Which won't be too heavy. Because it is generally impossible to pass. Paths through bandit ambushes, “wild lands”, temptations of surviving states. Through the cities of the victorious lads. Through crowds of dark-faced people who differ from the Basmachi from the movies only by modern cars and weapons. Can you get through it? Can you? You? Chess player... Grandmaster... Home boy... A completely non-military person?.. You can do it. It’s impossible to stop the one who said: “ I'll come, mom!»