1. Wolf Farm (military choir). Part 1
  2. Wolf Farm (military choir). Part 1 (end)

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and went east toward the red summer sun rising over the horizon. It was already ten in the morning. They have not yet seen from the sun, flying German fighters. But, the Germans saw them.

Oberestleitant Rudolf Schenker was the first to see the departing Russian Yaks and informed his follower Gunther Merkel by radio. They turned the cars in an arc and made a call into the tail of the Yaks.

At that moment, the Russians saw the enemy.

- Seryoga! - shouted to Commander Anikanov Dmitry - Messers enter the tail!

- Make a coup and to the side! - shouted Dmitry Anikanov - Turn in the frontal! So just do not leave! Let's take the fight! There is no other way! Get ready Dimka!

The yaks, falling on the wing, turned over and went straight into the frontal Messers. The height made it possible to level the nose in the nose of the car right above the forest from the side of the marshes and just the Wolf Farm. This deadly, deliberate attack, or rather a duel, occurred in front of all the villagers and Germans still staring at the sky. Four fighters went head-on to each other and rapidly approached at high speeds without slowing down.

Somewhere on a distance of six hundred meters there were queues from oncoming cars to each other.

For a fraction of seconds, literally, Anikanov, before Schenker, pressed the trigger of his gun and machine gun. And those seconds decided the outcome of the battle.

Yak's long machine gun cannon line has been flashed from nose to tail Messerschmitt of Schenker's Obrest. He also fired, but he landed on the Yak's fuselage, hooking the propeller and the plane of the wings, and the two cars dispersed in different directions, almost colliding.

Yak Anikanova swayed in the air, but the captain restrained him and leveled the car. Management was intact and the engine too. What can not be said about Messerschmitt Schenker. He went from the wing, in a semicircle down towards the village, quickly losing altitude, although he obeyed the command. But suffered a disaster. His engine punctured immediately lost its traction and jammed it.

Next came the turn of Dmitry Arsentiev and Günther Merkel. Immediately after the leading, they also landed each other in each line. The queue of guns and machine guns.

Messerschmitt BF-109 F-4 firepower was higher than that of Yakovlev-3 and it played a role in the second case. But the Yak also landed everything in Messer that he could and Messer flared up at a distance of two hundred meters and, here, exploded and scattered into pieces right in the direction of the flying Yak. The Yak, too, was flashing with a burst and showered with German debris, causing damage to the propeller and fighter planes and so holed through with large-caliber Messerschmitt machine gun bullets. A projectile with a Messerschmitt gun engine sank into the engine, and it stalled almost instantly.

Dmitriy saw the plane of the wing hit, blazing in the air, flying directly on his plane, the burning pilot Messerschmitt. He struck, perhaps still alive, on the edge of the plane of the wing and was cut into burning pieces and lumps from the impact, flying into the area of ​​rotation of the propeller of his plane.

Yak Dmitrii was thrown to the side, and he collapsed on the left wing and spun around at a height of a kilometer above the forest and swamps in front of everyone who saw this fight in that village.

Only now Dmitry saw that he was wounded. Not just injured, he did not feel his left leg. He realized that she was slaughtered with a large-caliber bullet of a Messerschmitt machine gun. The bullet hit the bootleg and went right through, crushing a bone under the knee. Blood streams streamed across the ceiling. She squirted from a broken artery shank from a boot all over the Yak pilot's cockpit.

- Dimka! - shouted captain Anikanov - Dimka! Do you hear me! Dimka hold on! - Anikanov understood that the matter was serious. He saw that Arsentiev was out of action and circled over the forest in circles, trying to keep the car while there was speed.

- Dimka! - He shouted on the radio - Injured ?!

- Wounded commander! - losing blood and strength, shouted Dmitry - I will jump! Plant fail! Forest around! Break up! - he was still in shock did not feel pain. What "nice" even surprised himself.

- Do not fool Dimka! - Anikanov shouted to him - We'll leap over the front line there!

- I will not reach the commander! I will not reach! Stalled engine and I'm dying! - and Dmitry shot the cap of the Yak cockpit - I jump! Fly to our Seryoga! The fact that there in your plane is more important now my life! - Dmitry cut off the walkie-talkie and on the whole leg shoved himself to the edge of the left side of the aircraft cabin. He rolled over the edge and quite easily, as the fighter flew in a circle on its side, and fell, swept across the entire wing of the plane, slipped from its pointed edge, and pulled the parachute ring. At that moment, terrible pain shot through him. Wounded broken leg while jerking a parachute open reeled from side to side on weight in the air and provoked pain. Unbearable terrible pain. And Lieutenant Dmitry Arsentiev instantly lost consciousness.

At that moment, wounded, like him, his Yak burst into flames all over and began to fall apart scaring black crows circling over the swamp forest, he fell from the top straight down and onto them, into the very middle of the dead impassable Wolf swamp.

***

Colonel Gunther Kogel saw the fall of the Russian plane in the forest. As he broke out over the very pines and birches and crumbled into pieces at

the explosion. Kogel also saw a white round parachute of the Soviet pilot unfolded above the forest. He also saw the fall of both German aircraft. He sent his motorcyclists with machine guns to the field behind the gardens, where the damaged Messerschmitt of Schenker's observance made an emergency emergency landing. He collapsed right into the unmown buryan on the belly and snored his nose into the ground, where he made a nosing at speed and turned over the bottom upwards. Schenker shot off the cockpit cap and, unfastening the straps, fell out of the pilot's seat.

At that time, two motorcycle riders came running up to him, and he himself drove up in his field military passenger car Günther Kogel. He personally greeted his pilot and offered him help.

Then he ordered his soldiers to search for the downed Soviet pilot. And they broke off like mad, jumping into a motorcycle with a sidecar, rushed to the village to inform others about the search for work in the area of ​​marshes and forest from the Wolf Farm farm on behalf of Kogel.

Siegfried Walter was already commanding there. He gave the order to one tank and machine-gunners on motorcycles urgently pushing towards the Wolf Farm and making a cordon along the forest near the swamp. Then shoot the forest itself from all small arms, without entering there. Randomly afraid of partisans.

At this time, Kogel and Schenker arrived by car in the village. They entered the headquarters of the military infantry and tank units. Local policemen the Whip with their comrades Dryka and Prysch were also spinning. They glanced at them and went inside.

“Listen to the Dryk,” said the Whip.

“Well,” said Dryk.

“Well, listen,” Whip continued to him. “It will be necessary to sit at the swamp at night, there, at the Wolf Farm.” We have to pokaraulit, you see, and catch the Russian flyer. Where should he go through the swamps. There is nowhere to go. One swamp and forest. I think, crawl out to us on this farm. We will take it and earn trust. Maybe for the loss of Toad everything will cost if that.

“Understandably, but only,” said the Dlyk's Whip fearfully.

- What, but? - asked nervously Whip.

“There is a damned place there, at those swamps,” continued Dryk and looked at Pimples with his support. “The place is bad and everyone knows it.” Local go there by foot. They say there already for all the time a lot of people have disappeared.

- So what?! - the evil has already begun attacks on these two policemen the Whip - What scared superstition, all sorts of tales about every evil there?

- Yes, they say, there were werewolves! - already panicked and cowardly replied the Whip Pimple.

- What? Here are freaks! - Khryst swore at them - Fools! Storytellers! Werewolves are found! There is nothing except leeches and hares with partridges! - he laughed, looking at his two subordinates scared idiots.

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