The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up.

"Together with the infantry units, the division moved westward, clearing the village behind the village. Parts of the division participated in the liberation of Rogachev and Klin, and our 70th cavalry regiment was the first to join Klin. It was December 15th.
The city was burning, on the highway and on the sides of the road were the corpses of German soldiers and broken machinery. There were severe frosts. The bread was so frozen that it was hardly cut with blades.
In the dark we hear - on the outskirts of the village an ax knocks. Who chops, why so late? They came up and we see: the old woman is dropping with an ax at the feet of the killed and frozen German officer.

We ask "Why are you doing this?" “But he sacked my whole house, so by the spring I’ll even be with boots. German soldiers take off their boots easily - the tops are wide, but the officers have to chop off the legs.
We put in the oven, thaw the bones, and throw them out - and the boots are good. "We didn’t say anything to her: the Germans who did not have warm uniforms near Moscow took everything from the population that they could wear for themselves ...
The division fought for the liberation of the village, located near the old spruce forest. After knocking out the Germans from the village, the 18th cavalry regiment went deep into the woods, pursuing the retreating Germans, and the infantryman from Western Ukraine, having taken our advanced units for the Germans, decided to surrender.
He went and shouted: "Pan officer, I do not want to serve the Muscovites, I go to serve you!" He was detained, interrogated, he confessed to his desertion from the battlefield. They used the death penalty to him - by decision of a troika of representatives of the command, the prosecutor's office and a special department, he was taken into the depths of the forest and shot.

But about three hours later, the commander of the 18th regiment invited me to his medical unit and showed the wounded infantryman who had come to the medical unit. It turned out that it was the same deserter, shot in the woods! The Specialists had to execute the sentence a second time ...
When the next village was liberated, a German machine gunner was captured. This prisoner refused to answer questions. Miracles ordered to lock him in a closet and put the sentry.
Having danced in the cold, the German shouted: "Hitler kaput!" and through the translator he said that he would answer, just let him into the warm house! So it became: he revealed the datanecessary for orientation in the offensive, and he was sent to the army.
In another battle, three German officers were captured. They were interrogated and, given the importance of this information, they decided to send them to army headquarters, which they reported on by radio. The division commissioner personally ordered the delivery of the prisoners to the commissioner of the armored division (there were still three or four armored vehicles left).
Two armored cars took the prisoners, but a terrible blizzard arose, the armored cars could not move on, and the commissar did not dare to convoy on foot, and the prisoners were shot.

When he returned he reported, and Levin was terribly angry, and began to threaten with execution for non-compliance with the order. Levin often made quick and risky decisions without considering the consequences, but he was brave and often was among the attackers. When they talked to him about this, he replied: “What do you think, will I live to the end of the war? No, they will cripple me or kill me”.
Once he brought with him a whole company of infantry in our cavalry division and insisted that he received a replenishment. When I asked the company commander what kind of company he was, he said that they were going to replenish the rifle division, but she was not in the area and they did not eat for a day. "And we fight all the same where.We were fed and now we will fight! "
So a hundred experienced infantry filled up our cavalry division. The commander of the company, the lieutenant was very bold. A few days later, with a revolver in his hand, he courageously led his company to the attack and was struck down by an assault rifle ... In those days, we also learned about the death of General Dovator, commander of the 11th Guards Corps.

At the end of December, in a half-burned village, two German soldiers were captured and an officer set fire to the houses. The prisoners were put near the fire, where the soldiers were sitting, they sat and trembled in their overcoats.
They opened the officer's suitcase, and in it the parade uniform with the Iron Cross for France. We did not pay attention to the peasant, who came up with his hands behind his back - in them he kept a round birch log.
We heard only the sound of a strong blow and the German's heart-rending cry — the peasant hit the officer on the head so that he fell on his side. Our fighters did not give the second blow to the peasant. The peasant swore and said that "these bastards burned our homes, death to them, damned!".
Now, as soon as the Germans noticed fighters approaching the fire with logs, they immediately raised a cry “Kaput! Kaput!”.These prisoners were not sent to the rear: we were far from the army headquarters. For the atrocities of the Soviet people, for the houses burned, they were sentenced and shot in the sight of the villagers.
From the villages to where we were dressed, the Germans fled in zigzags, first in straw bots on boots and then, pulling out their boots without a bot. They fled from the bullets, but our bullets overtook them all and laid them on the snow ...

Anything has happened in the war. Continuing the raid, we once looked at the house of a collective farmer at night, and he stands in the middle of the house and reads: “What a shame, shame ay-ay!” - and spits. We ask what the matter is, what happened, and he replied: "And to say something conscientiously, one shame. I, shame, the old man, it was better to accept death than what to do."
Having calmed down a little, the old man said that he had two Germans in the barn - an officer and his watchman. The day clerk runs in and shouts with a foul language: “Partisan!” - and runs away, but the officer, with fear, put it cool in his pants, he cannot run.
"I took out a pistol, lowered my pants and made me go and pick up my r ... but from my pants. I would hit a German with something, but there was nothing at hand, so I had to be ashamed of my old age ..."
On the approach to this village, the fighters captured a German plane that did not manage to take off. Two Germans fled to him in deep snow and fired back but they were shot.It soon became clear that one of them was an officer who disgraced his grandfather. Upon learning of this, the grandfather swore, spat, and crossed himself three times asking for forgiveness of the Virgin for his sin ... "- from the recollections of the senior practitioner of the 24th cavalry division of the 11th guards kavkorpusa senior political instructor Anatoly Premilov.

Related news

  • Christmas tips: a selection of sites
  • Unusual potato recipes - fingers you will lick
  • These extreme entertainment can not survive
  • Search for people: a selection of sites
  • Dog-puller (Puller): a selection of news

  • The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up

    The German imposed fear in his pants ... and made the peasant clean up