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Days of rushing race - forget!
Careless wind in the eternal book of life
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At night I went to bed again in a trench. That's how I wanted to take a nap in the fresh air from the heart. Under the burka it is so warm, and even near the hot half-naked Natasha, already a lieutenant of the medical service. What she is pleased with these two ruby ​​cubes in the buttonholes! And constantly thanks me.

I opened my eyes. Natasha hugged me tightly, throwing her leg over me. Both doctors are already pregnant, but I came up with something ... And the clouds are bright across the sky, as if washed, like ships sailing, quietly, stately. Handsomely. What a war, then it is necessary to lie and look at the sky. And quietly, and peacefully in my soul, and the pain from my chest goes away ... But it is hard for me to send people to death, but it’s necessary! After all, there is such a solid word "must!"

Oh, what a dream I had a dream! But why do dreams always end at the most interesting place? It was such a wonderful dream-vision. I walk across the field, and my lovely Margarita, just like a forest fairy, quickly runs towards me. And I run too ...

Well, of course to her. She also flies weightlessly to meet me. Clothes to her nothing? only a wreath of dandelions flaunts a diadem on his head. Flowers, sun, hair, her body — everything radiates a blinding golden light. From this intolerable light tears eyes. And through the tears, the outlines of the world floating towards me are strangely distorted and crushed ... This is a wonderful peaceful field, everything is in flowers ... How good I am ...

I fall back in silky, like her hair, and green, like the maelstrom of her eyes, grass. Above it reigns a deep, sucking blue. And against the background of this inevitable hypnotizing blue there appears a golden halo. That's her. I see below her tanned slender legs, which go to unknown heights, into a misty clutching perspective. I notice there is a black triangle, clearly pointing with an inverted vertex, like a guiding arrow, at that particular point at which the sweet, highest bodily enjoyment lurks. I distinguish her glossy, the color of coffee with milk, tummy. The charming dimple of the navel is like the extinct crater of this sensual volcano. I see her large, glowing in the sun breasts. Their elastic shell is bursting with hot blood from within and some other unknown force. And in her tummy, I unexpectedly discern the birth of a new life, my heir is there ... What a sweet and charming dream ... Apparently Rita thought of me!

But it's time to get up! But my “old friend” was already standing, and Natasha, realizing this, immediately took him into her mouth. And she offered me to finish her amazing ass, arguing that here she had not given me yet. How wonderful it was to me! Great start to the day of this war! I finally got up, got warm, and instead of charging I went to chop wood. And what a great warm-up. And at the same time and the wood will be for the kitchen and for titanium. So Natasha briskly jumped up and, putting on her boots, flew gliding to the house. Vidocq was still the one, the short nightie jumped up to her panties, revealing her slender cool legs. One of the sentries, sleepy like that, immediately woke up and even exactly involuntarily licked his lips.Then he showed the second thumb - they say, this is a cool and delicious friend of our general. And the second - our general only such and worthy. Steep it, won nemchure as on sopatke slapped, like a blood wash. But I pretended not to hear, although nice ...

At Perekop, the 73rd Infantry Division continued to attack us, trying to break through the defenses there. The Germans converted it into a tank one, arming it with 48 T-3 and T-IV tanks. The 73rd was a purely infantry division, all artillery and carts were moving on its horses and carts. This division was intended for the direct assault of Sevastopol, but the circumstances took out Manstein and sent it to the front. Rudolf von Bünau, the Prussian general, the holder of two iron crosses during the first world war, the commander of the 73rd infantry, was an old experienced warrior. So I planned to catch him on the strict adherence to the charters.

The offensive of the Crimean front on the right flank was unexpected and swift for the Germans. The Crimea was an inconvenient place: one isthmus, 9 kilometers wide! For the offensive bad for defense is good. But ... There, the 73rd Division had a sea of ​​weapons and forces: pillboxes, bunkers, dug-in tanks, 40 guns. But ... The penal battalion went first, practically it was reconnaissance in force. Identify all the points of the Germans ...

I gathered all the platoon commanders of this battalion, and I assumed that I would watch as soon as they saw the red missiles, all running backwards. Running! And we will cover ... Then the Germans will fall into a fire ambush! Understand this truly Cossack cunning? And then the appearance of Christ to the people - Mehlis flies, having wrinkled his slungy eyes like fish, the saliva flies three meters from his cries:

- No waste! Only forward! Not one step back! All die, but the enemy will not miss here! All bayonet and we will sweep away the enemy bayonet powerful blow!

- Fuck you, mug stupid! Horse pedal foul! Dumb as the door in the military! Oh well! Comrades, the army commissar of the first rank, Comrade Mehlis, will go ahead with you! Take it under your arms and go on the attack! Die together! Hooray!

How he squealed, like an uncut pig, escaped from his hands, fell and turned back on all fours - the Germans began to shoot! Hero premature! - now I was yelling, my patience was over, I could have disrupted the whole plan. Will you write to me? Do not forget to turn the scribbling into a tube. What for? To shove yourself in the ass, - the gutt of three hundred sips probably flew to nemchury. Well, what - the guys took off their strong nervous tension. But according to the plan ... Yes, here again Mehlis yells:

- How do you dare at me! I am a member of the military ... - here he gave the "cock" and shut up, apparently lost his voice. And I took advantage of this and immediately gave a loud and clear message:

“That you are a member, I noticed this a long time ago,” singling out this percussion word “member” in a voice. Again, Homeric laughter, three hundred sips.

One of the three political instructors accompanying him opened his mouth, apparently in defense of his boss, and the whistle of whips and he squealed loudly, jumped away and, taking the rest of Mehlis with his hands, pulled him into the car. Mehlis seemed to be in a state of fainting ... Okay, lie down in the hospital, maybe you can learn a little more ... I am not used to being laid off. In bayonet wanted! But how to go yourself, as soon as famously and crap!

Here is a goat! Hardly my whole plan failed! Well, since it is not - we are working according to plan. And it turned out! And it worked! The battalion rushed back, von Bünau raised his Wehrmacht heroes to his counterattack and they ran into a minefield and streamers. And then they were hit right on the melt trunks captured MG-34 latest tapes. And, only the remnants of the Germans lay down, then hit our "Katyusha". Immediately after the strike, our guards mortars in the beam and cover with nets. The Luftwaffe aces flew in, and they were greeted by a wall of fire - 12 excellent Oerlikon anti-aircraft guns, shot from German landing barges. By the way, the barges have already taken about a thousand wounded and two thousand refugees. Three “Lapotnik” puffed up - they didn’t expect the Luftwaffe aces of such resistance and ran into them.White quola parachutes bloomed over the steppe! Soon, the best ace of the German Luftwaffe bomber-awarded lieutenant colonel Clemens von Schönborn-Wiesentheid, who was awarded the knight’s cross, was captured. It's almost a funny case ...

When I appeared in the headquarters, everyone got up, and only this man remained sitting. I walked away from the door and stopped in front of him. He lifted his head and stood up too. His face nevertheless remained arrogant and expressed undisguised contempt for those around him. Looking into his eyes, he uttered several phrases in German. Like, he agrees to accept our surrender. Ksyusha translated his fiery speech and everyone slandered KP from the heart. But I said that I did not speak with such lower ranks. So, Baron, go to the stable, your place is there. And to laugh again, just like horses. This was for him a great insult, what would he beat ...

A couple of hours later, the truce arrivals came with a white flag - they want to take away their dead and wounded soldiers. Yes to health! And he warned all of his - who will shoot, he will die for me long and painfully. After all, while German orderlies are working, then our orderlies can send their wounded to the hospital. And, as Mehlis did not get mad, threatening his “Mauser” with a sign “For bravery. I. Art. “- no one shot. The truce was to our advantage. After all, having seen thousands of their dead, now the Germans will be much "more modest" in their attacks. Psychology! Yes, and we will be able to save our wounded guys, in time becoming them to heal, and we will have time to make the trenches deeper. Here is the native land of our fighters and will cover!

I went to bed late. In the morning he sent his aide along with the doctors and the giant Stepa to Dzhankoy. I rang - the secretary of the city committee will help the girls to draw up documents in the apartments, like pregnant soldiers of the Red Army. And Stipe, here's another money - drive through the private sector on a truck and buy, buy exactly how much you can sell - cabbage, cucumbers, tomatoes in barrels. These will be such wonderful vitamins for our wounded. Yes, he also sent money by a night plane - rubles and re-trademarks from safe barges to the Defense Fund. At the same time, at the request of Stalin, a couple of “Combat Leaflets,” as everyone thought, with my poems. And what is this - PR is PR!

The girls arrived in the evening satisfied. But Natasha after a long time bothered me. On this day, I experienced a lot - I saw young guys who turned gray after a mad artillery fire and after the bombing, when “Junkers” swooped wildly howling with sirens. But here her new caresses and I relaxed a bit.

There were kisses and hand travels through the body. There were skillful oral caresses and kisses of her sweet breasts and sweet moans. In her eyes flashed a passionate light or a reflection of the light of a night light, the smile turned from a sweet and innocent into such astonishingly seductive. I put my hand on her waist and kissed her. Even though I kissed perfectly - I had a great teacher. What her lips are ... Soft plump lips, a nimble tongue, a shock of red hair. This moment is imprinted in my memory.

She already wrapped her arms around me. And my hand came down from the back on her delicious ass. Everything. I left completely. At the same moment, she wrapped her legs around me. Eyes in the eyes, and hands undo her bra. And she began to drag off my underpants, releasing the freedom of my “eagle” ... We were seized by the elements. The element of desire and passion. Natasha ripped off my shirt, I pulled her nightie and pulled her panties. Oh, these slender legs that I push apart ... And her quiet: “I want, I really want ... I adore you ... You are so brave, you are so passionate and so smart ... All our fighters just pray for you. .. And I pray for you, my beloved general ... "