If the shift was over, say, at 3 pm, then sometimes we would return at 7-8 pm, or even later, because the machines could no longer be washed at those special treatment spots. And, of course, given the consent of all, the drivers got to know the way to the belt route. With the consent of the commanders, and us, and, well, we have found a shorter way. We drove into the thirty-kilometer zone [...] and drove out of it between the “red forest” and Pripyat. So, sometimes they moved across Pripyat itself, and sometimes between the “red forest” and this Pripyat, there is a road there, Yanov road. [...] But, what is interesting is that none of us objected! And they were grateful that we at least found such a road ... Well, to get there faster, quicker. And most importantly, I’m saying, well, there was no panic among the people, there was no grumbling, there was no complaint, there wasn’t anything like: “Here, here we are being dumped, we are dying here... ", - similarly as now, we are crying, we consider ourselves victims.