1. This incredible month of June. Part 1
  2. This incredible month of June. Part 2
  3. This incredible month of June. Part 3
  4. This incredible month of June. Part 4
  5. This incredible month of June. Part 5
  6. This incredible month of June. Part 6
  7. This incredible month of June. Part 7

Random raid on enemy rear.
Just a platoon decided the fate of the battle.
But the order will not get to us.
Thank you, at least not less than oblivion.

For our random crazy fight
Recognize the genius of the commander.
But the main thing - we survived with you. Is it true what?
After all, so it is.

After my story, Rakutin famously poured three caps of brandy out of his flask. It did not affect him at all! Well, still - I said that I had come from the future in order to save his very, most talented general. Find out the date of his death - a strong shock! But he has a temper and, shaking his head like a horse, he asked me to tell everything. Why not tell - I remember everything!

You are welcome. Now he will receive the 24th Army of the Reserve, but in a week his order of Stalin will be sent to the 31st Army of the Reserve. On June 21, the Host will be poisoned, as all the generals called Stalin, so the start of the war was definitely “protracted.” Yes, this bastard Zhukov will receive a directive: ... Do not give in to provocations! Do not open fire! Planes do not shoot down! ”That's why Molotov will speak on the radio. So, let the senior lieutenant of the medical service Rakutin let him take it out, and let the head of the army assign him the rank of military doctor of rank 3. And when you, Konstantin Ivanovich, accept this army, I will wear a tie in my buttonholes - for the salvation of the general, the destruction of the saboteurs. Still older rank!

Ten days later we flew to the Li-2 in the suburbs. Olya and I managed to sign and now she was sleeping with me, a little stunned by such swiftness of events, but in the mornings she was very pleased. Still, the pleasure of a cunniling brought her into a state of euphoria! On my advice, the general gave me a typist and I dictated five letters to Stalin. And then, secretly sending letters, I suggested to the general on the basis of the Podolsk technical school to make a hospital. Olya will be the head of the hospital, and I will fly to Berislav. There is now a release of medical school, I will take them all here, I need only a written order from the NKVD general Rakutin. At the same time I will take the team of the clinic, and together they all are the golden fund of medicine! After all, the most important thing in the war is to save thousands of our wounded! Otherwise, they, our doctors, will fall into the occupation and will treat German soldiers, and after the war they will determine the time for everyone in the camps. So let it be better save our wounded!

Yet what a close our world. The general accidentally recognized five of his countrymen in the guard company - they are all from his home village Novinki. Three in the protection of the commander, it is now ready for him to lay the bones, but the general of two sergeants sent with me. These dashing guys turned out to be. Especially since on arrival we had to act very tough, otherwise our bureaucrats ... Everything can be delayed! Type - we have to discuss at an extended meeting of the party bureau, etc. War! No, you need a completely different method! And I showed it to them!

First of all, in medical school - by 12 o'clock everything is ready. Everything is clear here! Shot in the ceiling! I repeat the question - they all howled: “Everything is clear! Just do not shoot! ”Consider the war has already begun, but they all huddle! But at once they "flew" and began to gather, and the director of the nursing home immediately left all his questions with him, since the smoke comes out of my barrel. Yes, even the sergeants clicked the fuse buttons! But in the clinic, the political instructor began to emerge - “Yes, you know, yes, you understand ...” “Slamming the collar at the ceiling, then hitting the teeth with a handle and he rolls on the floor and howls my question -“ The order is clear ”? Here everything, even the political commissar, everything became exactly clear! Especially when he got a light butt punch on the back! By 12 o'clock all doctors and nurses to be ready to leave - order of the General of the NKVD! I rolled the drum of the revolver - they all howled at once that everyone understood. Re going! Then quickly to the local auto enterprise - an overly frisky local political officer and senior dispatcher at once to the “expense”, so that in an hour, five buses and four covered trucks stood ready.In the city canteen, we were all fed with an excellent dinner - my crooder, rumors about the shooting, and money! I took their sidor from the saboteurs, full of money - they robbed, such bastards. He paid for all - everyone was satisfied with the dinner. Dining, listen to the order - all the products in the last car and after half an hour check out. Who sabotage the order - shooting on the spot. There were no saboteurs! Zavstolova, having looked in the trunk of the machine gun of one of the sergeants, ran like a scoop! On the way in all the villages, my assistants famously bought food in the general store and medicines in pharmacies - all this will soon become a shortage, and how can the wounded be treated if there is no medicine? But this week turned out to be very "tense" for me. Although very pleasant!

An elderly and obviously battered head physician of the polyclinic every night came to my tent with a report and a beautiful nurse asking about work at a new place. He left, but the nurse remained. They "sprinkled" me just wonderfully, but I had to rest them a bit - in the oral and anal sesks the nurses are full of profane. But they were trained perfectly! Yes, I do not mind, but the nurses changed every night! Oh, and this cunning Boris Ivanovich Weksler is clearly afraid that I can slap him. And I just wanted to do everything clearly and quickly, which is why I acted so cruelly. Otherwise, this case would be delayed to carrotism oblivion! Yes, my guys excelled - at night they famously dragged two field kitchens from a nearby military unit. Like, nothing to sleep on guard! But to us it was a great help along the way. Yes, and two such wonderful kitchens at the hospital - this is a great success!

On the road we had a small intsindent. We were fired from the forest when we were gathering dust along a country road. Well done sergeants - quickly realizing, famously opened fire from their PPD on this grove. There are two ready-made jerks, but with Mauser rifles! The first signs of a quick war! We drove into a small town, bought all the medicines and, stopping for lunch, decided to change the dressings from the wounded. Here such a dashing lady in a white dressing gown flies up, saying that she is now the head nurse and she is also the secretary of the party bureau of the polyclinic. But here I am not a modest head physician:

- This is a robbery! How dare you, all pharmacies have been robbed! This is not even robbery, this is real looting! I will complain - and so on, until I was tired of her cries. She is also a party organizer, but oh well ... - this is not for you in the hospital to be the head doctor! Now we put you in place!

- So, keep your attention! Order - bandage the wounded! Bandages, iodine, streptotsid ... How is it not? And what are you going to bandage the wounded? Here comes the war, so what? And there will be a lot of wounded - you will be than to dress them, I ask - with your cowards. Take off your pants and quickly bandage! Failure - sergeants, to the wall of it! And I do not need to squeal here - all under the laws of wartime. Have you heard? She, this senior nurse, refused to dress our wounded! Yes, she is a German agent! And what needs to be done with a German agent? And do not fall into a swoon! So we buy drugs or not? And the products, too - you all do not eat the holy spirit!

That's the way with them, some idiots, because all the pharmacies will fall directly into the Wehrmacht offensive line and the drugs will go to their hospitals. And so in our hospital! But now this idiot looked into my mouth and clearly executed all orders. And how else would this crowd of absolutely not disposed women to bring and bring to the destination? Only in this way and not otherwise! Women and discipline are completely incompatible concepts! But the nurses are so good at this clinic! Very good!

I was only afraid of one thing - so that this head nurse would not think of coming to my tent at night, so to speak - “make peace”! Such a "peace treaty" I do not need!

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