1. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 1
  2. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 2
  3. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 3
  4. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 4
  5. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 7
  6. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 5
  7. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 6
  8. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 9
  9. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 8
  10. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 7
  11. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 10
  12. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 11
  13. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 12
  14. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 13
  15. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 14
  16. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 15
  17. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 6 (continued)
  18. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 16
  19. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 19
  20. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 20
  21. Puppeteer. Crimean front. Part 21

Yes, and on the Crimean front, as they say - and the horse did not roll! There are no trenches, and there are no DZOTs anymore! In general, everything is abnormal here - in March, the army of Manstein will attack. March 2, as per the Führer directive - Ordnung is Ordnung! What's the matter? So, as it turned out, Mehlis banned a member of the military council of the front! So that our soldiers did not prepare for defense, but were ready to attack. Moron!

I looked at Tolbukhin data - so this is why we constantly lost to the Wehrmacht. On paper as part of the front, 44, 47 and 51 armies, but in fact - there is only one from each army after the defeat of the Caucasian front in the division. Well, how to fight? It remains only to shoot yourself! I see no other way out - we can’t stop the perfectly ombilized and experienced army of Manstein! And what-so again, 300 thousand dead and prisoners? But ... Memory united, revealing new details and meanings that were previously inaccessible. What is really there? In the head of the general, a new person was now actually born, who, although aware of the continuity of maternal objects, considered herself a completely independent and so completely independent phenomenon of nature, unwilling to be responsible for the business of stupid predecessors ...

They gave me a house, a good one, in two floors. I drank a glass of excellent Georgian brandy with full grief and lay down in bed. And then a miracle - the beauty of Ksyusha who flew with me to Li-2, seeing my completely depressed state, climbed into my bed and caressed me till the morning. Now we have vaginal sex - Ksyusha has already “recovered”! I finished at her request in her gorgeous ass - delight of passion! How sweet she is! Yes, in the morning I woke up with a wonderful blowjob - it was a fairy tale! So in the morning my mood was much better. And I went with the guards to Dzhankoy - you need to take a mid-flight replenishment. Tolbukhin youngster, scored in all the bells and, as long as there is no division of the NKVD, demanded replenishment. Moryachkov “unemployed” is full, and the local military registration and enlistment offices called on the guys for 18 years.

Honoring the former prince who marries a young. Master of ceremonies toast says: “Let's drink to our prince - a great man! He is great not because he is driving a thoroughbred Kabardian right now - we do not walk on foot either! It is great not because it has retained its beautiful three-story house - we also do not live in huts! He is great not because he received the "Cadillac", which Comrade Stalin himself rides on - we all have great cars from America! He is great not because he took a beautiful bride forty years younger than himself - we are not married to old women either! But only he, one of all of us, managed to become the first secretary of the district committee, not being a member of the party! ”- The laughter stood for about five minutes, everyone liked my anecdote a lot.

We sat in the restaurant Dzhankoy and removed a strong stress. Well still - would drive marching replenishment, there is literally nothing to arm. And then one senior officer, having heard our speeches, came up and advised - warehouses at the station. There, even after the civil war, they stored all captured weapons. And our oruzie, as NZ. So I immediately took this clever and competent foreman with me and to the station.And he quietly gave him a premium in the car - money does not happen much. And his position is the front staff headquarters. He was even shocked! And what - “I myself need such a cow”! I drove a company of guards and seven trucks, opened two warehouses and for sure! And here the phenomenon - the station commissioner with his noisy, sweaty and extremely pleasurable asshole! There are not enough people at the front, but here they are already three arrogant political leaders at the junction station. And let's scream - you need to agree, make a decision, report back to the top ... Yes, as long as you talkative goats, agree on something, the war will end!

Well, the commissar shouts all the speeches, and I guys - load weapons, do not listen to anyone. And what else they had to do, I didn’t listen anymore to the noisy commissar, but I punched him in the body and jaw, picked a revolver, and then sent him to two political instructors, who also grabbed their holsters. And the commissar did not lie on the ground at our feet and, judging by the serene smile, he had third dreams, only redness poured on his chin. Here both of the political directors were tied up by my guards and handed over to a special department. And what an attempt to attack the commander! To the wall! And report to me in the morning. I blinked to Ivanov, he was loud to the special person - tomorrow that everyone knew they were Siguran agents for sure. The person seems to be stunned - he did not hear that. Gee! Well, we have more important things - it was worth opening these warehouses! Everything!

We loaded two hundred RPMs, and five hundred SVTs, two batteries of new forty, as well as a 37-mm anti-aircraft battery and a dozen anti-aircraft guns of the DShK. We live! But I strongly lamented that there was no armor. No tanks or armored cars. But more than two million rounds of ammunition 7, 62 for 54! This is just a gift!

And the food! Is it possible for a soldier in the first months of service to force him to voluntarily give up oil? And then the warehouse-refrigerator and there are almost eight tons of oil - a great gift! Especially for the wounded soldiers in the hospital! They also will not refuse a piece of butter.

Almost impossible - anyone in the army will tell you. A yellow puck on a piece of bread in the morning and in the evening is an essential attribute of the soldiers' life, a tiny ray of light in the darkness of everyday life. And besides, another warehouse was loaded with dry rations just a year ago. This is the second gift!

And the third opened warehouse hit us hard! It turns out that since the time of the disarmament of the occupying Austro-Hungarian (and German) troops in the south of Ukraine in December 1918, thousands of these rifles and a huge supply of ammunition were stored in the arsenal of Dzhankoy. Since these rifles and cartridges were not in service with the Red Army, they simply forgot about their existence. The warehouse was completely lined with Austrian rifles Mannicher M. 95 of the sample of 1895 under an eight millimeter cartridge. Fine! Vaughn trilinek when invented, almost at that time and nothing - successfully applied. Ivanov did not quite understand, but I explained to everyone that there were no more questions.

We are talking about Kavaliere Repetierkarabiner M. 95 carbines from the sample of 1895 of the Manlicher system. Distinguished by high rate of fire, reliability, accuracy of combat and convenience, like the other systems of Mannicher from 1895. This system is famous for becoming a welcome trophy in the Russian army during the First World War.

So, the issue of arming the marching replenishment was successfully resolved. I reported this to HF by reporting to Stalin, keeping silent about the commissioner and political instructors, and he approved my actions to open the warehouses. I didn’t say that I received two young, very frightened female doctors near the station, they could not find their part. And she has long been transferred to the Caucasus. So we wrote them down to the state, and Ivanov came up with it - let them be my personal attending physicians. The girls, of course, immediately agreed with delight - now they are not full candidates for deserters, but personal doctors of the commander of the Crimean Front!

So this amazing success with finding a weapon, we noted, returning to the restaurant, but with a completely different mood. The doctors, Olya and Sveta, were obviously hungry, they ate everything they put on the table. And in my "Emka" I gave them a thousand rubles - as an advance and for furnishing.They just kissed me, while breathing the wonderful aroma of light fume and young skin. But...

They know their business clearly! Having stripped me to the waist, they listened and knocked me out, Olya made a vitamin injection, then they gave me some powder to drink - they found a slight nervous exhaustion. And what did you want, cute skillful beauties - war! Then I went to headquarters and resolved all the issues until the night. The chief of armaments was simply happy - they brought so much from the warehouses and tomorrow they will bring more. But in the morning I was happy!

The girls, despite the late hour, did not sleep. They, with the help of my new orderly, sank the titan and sent me, saying that a hot shower would help me a lot. And when I went to bed, immediately a hot, elastic body clung to her - Svetlana! It was so on time from her side - I really missed the female affection. Svetochka graciously allowed me to finish in her - she is a doctor and knows her safe days. And in my ear - “but with Olya it will be possible in a week” ... So in the morning I was just in a great mood! And he was going for a long time - you need to come to headquarters tucked up, shaved and in the radiance of awards. And the fact that I am now in shorts, - I told the half-naked Light, so without pants, you know, a hussar can only get away from the lady! Both girls laughed for a long time. But for now - military matters, generals!

I now have to solve important matters - the war can not be stopped! And I need to defend the Crimea! And another problem - Mehlis! But I will solve it!

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