Strict regulations

In the Kuperjanov battalion, the sentry stops an officer. “I’m Major Tamm!” the newcomer announces. “You know me!” “Excuse me, Major, but I can’t let you into the military unit without permission.” “I forgot my permission at home. Leave those damn formalities!” The sentry doesn’t give in. They argue for a long time until a voice comes from the sentry’s room: “Hey, Pets, are you going to argue there all night? Let him go, as prescribed by the regulations, and let’s start playing cards.”