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

Time to shuffle the stone - time and assemble the stone.

At the beginning, he sent the cipher code to the Hozyainu, instructing the turn of the order of the service of the special forces, and the headquarters of the headgear of the commander of the regiment of the command and service of the command of the command and service of the command A cryptographic code - that the bastard Mehlis did not see the name of this mayor.

I spun around! Already, the two Il-4s had already retreated two aircraft, so he turned to the pillow of the Aviation Ivanitsky with prayer. They counted on it and got it - the next night, one of the cameras is flying to the port of the Constantine, and secondly - to the oil fields of Ploshti. But not with bombs, and with such more interesting things - amps KS-1. HOW unto me vydal o them spravku nachalnik inzhenernogo otdela moego shtaba "Dlinnaya tolstostennaya steklyannaya ampula, polnostyu napolnennaya moschnoy samovosplamenyayuscheysya smesyu (nA osnove sernoy near acids or belogo fosfora) vstavlennaya inside bottles zazhigatelnoy smesyu. When breaking the bottle, the destruction of the ampoule caused the self-ignition of the mixture.

And, you can find out what you need in the day. And here you are! The gore was like a candlestick, the shipwright so pulled and pulled out of it, like the hare away from the pack, adding that the oil from the reservoir was rotting. And here it leads the destroyers Krigsmarine - four trooped from the nose of the plotting. And at the end - two of the edible! And here on the horizon the dawn rises - oil towers are burning! The bottom of the bottle was underwhelmed with such a terrible blood and red color ...

The noise was all Ivanovo, as it is said. Gebbels on the ground stifled a shock - “Oriental Warriors were terrified! ! Ne Takogo znala Evropa CO vremon pozhara Rima "Yes, kogda they are normally burned in a peaceful zhiteley domah and sarayah - IT odno, Nr vot kogda goryat neftyanye rigs and Germaniya ostalas bez bez nefti and boevyh korabley nA Chornom more ... Kogda their moryaki sgorayut in a terrible fire and just fly away in the nick of the heavens - this is terrible! And here it is - so normal!

So that after the presentation to Hozyinu through the dispatch of Li-2, he brought “Pravda” - I was uploaded with the order of Lenin.

The girls of my country have been in possession of a new home. Even so, in my evening, my cruel artists poured in a repot from a reporter with my favorite “White Shouted” group, especially he was impressed by this couplet:

Plenty of foliage, in the nature of their own despair, And fogs of the night stand and stand on the river. Your hair, arms and shoulders are your offenses, Therefore you shouldn’t be in the light of beauty.

I fear your lips
For me it is easy.
In the light of the night light
Your voices are reduced to mind ...

The girls are back again, but they have written down all the words. And after a couple of days of “Boy's leaflet” with verses “Writing to my beloved” they all knew in a frontend, many letters went to the wives and friends of soldiers with such verses. The effect was incredibly shaking! Comrade Stalin in the razgovore on “HF”, clearly the poor our volunteers in the port and oil fields of Romania, even naughty, which is not typical for him

- Comrade Kozlov, here Vasilevsky katagoricheski protiv Vashoe removal and punishment, even if you send the Crimea. Says that with your popularity you will even beat the Simon himself! Your country knows the whole country! When did you all succeed, Kozlov companions?

Yes, now I turned my attention to how our fighters are farther to me. The apparent reflection was blessed in their eyes. I tried to avoid stupid losses. And they all knew that the commander brought back the double-headed carriage of the medics, and even got older, that those who were fed into the city were fed well. So that, when the Germans threw out the top five "killers" with my soul, then they immediately and encircled, but did not bring them to anyone else, they did not succeed. The fighters, having recognized that the diverters were sent to be killed by the commanding fighter, inadvertently forgotten them with their feet and trenches. Equipped they were unusual. Diversionists were all officers, dressed in uniform uniforms, green as a frog skin, as well as smeared black curved edges.Leads with short cropped pads, cord side. In the field, the SS dagger and the revolver of Nagan and the "Parablell Lung-09" with explosive bullets with poison for the near battle. Replenish, so to say, the external look of the gauntlet of the skin and black beret a little hand. Cool guys. Accurate - steeply killed German diverters. Then, in the Battle List, the articles were, the soldiers were given out, and the makers died, they died a little light, but if the German diversionists again will try to kill the candidate, they will try to kill the defendant. Even more and asked our heroic pilots to drop these “sheets of paper” on top of the German scopes - let them know!

Having grasped this, Teper and Mehlis behaved with many of them more calmly - he stood on me, as around him there were only the wicked looks of the fighters. Beside him, he understood that “Mauser” is at the front of him. But with his special hurt, I, with some help of my hands, put my hands to my hands, and I got riddled with water, and when I stopped spraying it, I gave the salvage in writing, and I sent the supplies in a letter and my salary and sprayed saliva. Any stupid attacks on fascist fascists, as he constantly demands. Everything is done with wit and cunning!

But in the evening, for the sake of my nerves, the girls invented a good one!

- Tovarisch General, Dmitry Timofevich, and we are beautiful? Then look at us on us, and then we are drowned, - here is his legacy, they stand in front of me in panties and bras, and of course, stockings have stretched. Such a plastic stack of beauty machines is worth it, I even swallowed saliva unconsciously.

- No, girls, you are not beautiful, - dilated eyes and open mouths. It will be necessary in these rotiki to shove the mother of the newly established “General”. I made a lot of money in the world. Here I scared them!

They rushed to me with a shriek and proselyted. Potom Sveta vyshla, vrode nA kitchen, a tak Olga gibko opustilas nA koleni I okazalsya in rayu in samom pryamom smysle etogo slova - well in rayu Lo tolko mozhet be sladko! Olya took in her beautiful sweet sweetheart of her takeoff the aboard from the bright pleasure of "Orla" and now I am so excited and happy for a while, a little bit of a lever, a little bit of a lever, just a little bit of leverage. And open to the crowning news - the girls brought coffee. And not less than the covel of Olya gave out a particular secret - she now has to drink “coffee with cream”. And my colors are giggling zahikhikali! Here is a boil! And when I tried my prayers, to sing before the Lord and give them away, I gave them a popular song of the 50s:

And as I thought, brothers,
And sam-to podnit ne Moscow!
In love before her confess
Dove to a friend of mine.

In the evenings of the battle of the garments,
And he became fiendish.
Then he went to Olga,
My friend with my hand ...

A of the girls' last episodes again the plakat:

Forgive me Olya, Olga Petrovna,
I don’t know what, but forgive ...

The girls again kissed me. The former Tolbukhin already was not in his usual shock, but the girls were condemned to his reputation before the shock. He drank it well and was glad, washing his new name and the ordination of the Great Concert Hall. In the morning he fell into the hot embraces of the sweetheart of the Candlestick ...

Well, seeing that my strife and fatigue, the girls were caressing me from the soul and soon, after the different dyed sweepers and their servants to complete hysteria with the help of their caretakers. Olya, as the katyonok, has attached himself to the side and, having refrained changing me, even quietly lifted his lips ...

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