The worn-out structures of the steamer creaked plaintively. The steamer was ashamed of its impotence. His aged "heart" machine lacked oxygen, which was supplied more and more stingily by the "lungs" — steam boilers. And yet he finalized it before the end of winter. However, Captain Dubkevich no longer risked going to the pier in Shakhtersk: with the north-west he would no longer be able to break away from the pier...
And spring has come again. A warm monsoon blew in from the south seas. The slopes of the seaside hills were covered with the delicate lilac color of the crimson. Akaky Tsereteli was standing in Kuriksha Bay, preparing for the last voyage of her life. A new ceremonial flag was flying on its flagpole. The pipe of the steamer was tied with a tarpaulin. A wide gangplank descended from the stern to the dock.
Captain Dubkevich was holding the last meeting. On the table, leaning against a carafe of water, stood a portrait of Akaki Tsereteli, next to a large oil drawing of a steamer. The captain was finishing his speech:
— ...The Government has ordered several vessels in Finland for our shipping company. They are already approaching Vladivostok. One of them, at the request of our crew, was named Akakia Tsereteli. Our full crew is being transferred to this vessel. The chief and the executive officer with part of the team left for Vladivostok to receive the vessel from the distillation team...
The horns of the marine tugboat became more insistent. A man in uniform looked into the mess, but immediately, confused, closed the door.
—We'll finish it," the captain said softly, "the tugs are waiting!"
He took a portrait and a drawing of the ship from the table, wrapped them in a large sheet of thick paper and said: "It's time!"
The crew lined up at the stern. Serdyuk walked up to the flagpole and stood with the halyards in his hands, waiting for the command.
— Attention! Alignment with the flag! Lower the flag! The captain's voice faltered.
The heavy cloth slowly slid down to the boatswain's hands, he untied the flag...
Before leaving the ship, each of the sailors went to the gunwale at the flagpole and silently stopped there for a moment. Some, saying goodbye, stroked the overworked sides of the ship... The old steamer passed away calmly, with a sense of fulfilled duty and gratitude to its crew, through whose efforts it had lived for an extra five years. And he did not just live, but worked, freeing one of the full-fledged ships from tedious hard work, which were so lacking in the first post-war years.
The crew went down to the pier. The gangplank was removed. A powerful marine tugboat took the tow rope on the hook, and the Akakia Tsereteli was pulled to the exit. The crew remained on the dock and watched the departing caravan. The captain took off his cap. A fresh breeze from the sea ruffled his gray hair. Bu, sadəcə bir kazino deyil, hər kəsin özü üçün bir şey tapacağı bütöv bir əyləncə ekosistemidir. İnnovativ platforma klassik elementləri qabaqcıl texnologiya ilə birləşdirən unikal oyun təcrübəsi təklif edir. Oyunların geniş seçimi hətta ən tələbkar mostbet oyunçusunu da qane edəcək. Onlayn kazino həyəcan və rəqabət ruhu əlavə edən eksklüziv turnirləri və tədbirləri ilə seçilir. Yüksək ödəniş nisbətləri və şəffaf siyasətlər oyunu təkcə maraqlı deyil, həm də potensial gəlirli edir.
