To tell the truth, Frost did not like the rescued at first sight.
Frost did not like clean people. In his life practice, these were fickle, worthless people who could not be trusted. In addition, the wounded from the very first steps proved to be not a very courageous person.
Yellow-mouthed ... - the orderly muttered mockingly when the insensible boy was laid on a bed in a hut near Ryabets. - A little scratched, and he softened.
Frost wanted to say something very hurtful, but he couldn't find the words.
Known, snotty ... - he muttered in an unhappy voice.
Don't talk, Levinson interrupted sternly. - Cormorants! .. At night, take the guy to the infirmary.
The wounded man was bandaged. In the side pocket of the jacket they found some money, documents (named Pavel Mechik), a bundle with letters and a woman's photographic card.
A dozen or two gloomy, unshaven, sun-blackened people took turns examining the tender, blond-haired girl's face, and the card shyly returned to its place. The wounded man lay unconscious, with frozen, bloodless lips, lifelessly stretching out his hands on the blanket.
He did not hear how he was taken out of the village on a shaking cart on a stuffy dark-gray evening, he woke up already on a stretcher. The first sensation of a smooth swing merged with the same vague sensation of the starry sky floating overhead. Shaggy, eyeless darkness surrounded me on all sides; there was a fresh and strong smell, as if infused with alcohol, of pine needles and a rotting leaf.
He felt a quiet gratitude for the people who carried him so smoothly and carefully. He wanted to speak to them, moved his lips and, without saying anything, again fell into oblivion.
When I woke up a second time, it was already daytime. The lush and lazy sun was melting in the smoking paws of the cedar forest. The sword lay on the bunk, in the shade. To the right stood a lean, tall, unbending man in a gray hospital gown, and to the left, throwing heavy golden-blond braids over his shoulder, a calm and soft female figure bent over the bed.
The first thing that seized Swordsman - what came from this calm figure - from her big smoky eyes, fluffy braids, from warm swarthy hands - was a feeling of some kind of aimless, but all-encompassing, almost limitless kindness and tenderness.
Where I am? - quietly asked Sword.
A tall, unbending man extended a bony, hard palm from somewhere above, felt his pulse.
The sword raised his eyelids in pain and looked at the speaker. He had a long and yellow face with deep sunken shining eyes. They stared indifferently at the wounded man, and one eye winked unexpectedly and dully.
It was very painful when rough gauze was thrust into dried wounds, but Sword all the time felt the careful touch of gentle female hands on him and did not scream.
That's good, - said the tall man, finishing the dressing. - Three real holes, and in the head - so, a scratch. In a month they will grow, or I am not Stashinsky. He perked up a little, moved his fingers faster, only his eyes looked with the same dreary brilliance, and the right one blinked monotonously.
Washed the sword. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around.
Some people were fussing around the log hut, bluish smoke curled from the chimney, tar appeared on the roof. A huge black-billed woodpecker busily pounded on the edge of the forest. Leaning on the staff, a light-bearded and quiet old man in a dressing gown looked good-naturedly at everything.
Above the old man, above the barracks, above the Mechik, shrouded in resinous smells, floated the well-fed taiga silence.
About three weeks ago, walking out of the city with a ticket in his boot and a revolver in his pocket, Mechik had a very vague idea of what awaited him. He cheerfully whistled a merry city tune - noisy blood played in every vein, he wanted to fight and move.
People in the hills (known only from the newspapers) stood before my eyes as if they were alive - in clothes made of gunpowder smoke and heroic deeds. His head was swollen with curiosity, with bold imagination, with painfully sweet memories of a girl in blond curls.
She probably still drinks coffee and biscuits in the morning and, having strapped the books wrapped in blue paper, goes to study...
At Krylovka itself, several people jumped out of the bushes with berdans at the ready.
Who it? - asked a sharp-faced guy in a sailor's cap.
Yes, ... sent from the city ...
Documentation?
I had to take off my shoes and get a ticket.
- "... At ... the sea ... o-regional committee ... socialists ... re-lu-qi-ne-ditch ...", the sailor read in warehouses, occasionally throwing prickly eyes at Mechik. “So-so…” he drawled vaguely.
And suddenly, engorged with blood, he grabbed Mechik by the lapels of his jacket and shouted in a strained, shrill voice:
How are you, faggot...
What? What? .. - Sword was confused. - Why, these are “maximalists” ... Read it, comrade!
Search-ah! ..
A few minutes later Sword - beaten and disarmed - stood in front of a man in a pointed badger hat, with black eyes burning down to his heels.
They didn’t understand…” Sword said, sobbing nervously and stuttering. - After all, it’s written there - “maximalists” ... Pay attention, please ...
Well, give me paper.
The man in the badger hat stared at the ticket. Under his gaze, the crumpled paper seemed to smoke. Then he turned his eyes to the sailor.
Fool ... - said sternly. - You don’t see: “maximalists” ...
Well, yes, well, here it is! - exclaimed the Sword delightedly. - After all, I told you - maximalists! After all, this is something completely different…
It turns out that they beat him in vain ... - the sailor said disappointedly. - Miracles!
On the same day Mechik became an equal member of the detachment.
The surrounding people did not at all resemble those created by his ardent imagination. These were dirtier, liceier, tougher and more direct. They stole each other's cartridges, cursed with annoyed obscenities over every trifle, and fought bloodily over a piece of lard. They mocked Mechik for every reason - his city jacket, his correct speech, his inability to clean his rifle, even the fact that he eats less than a pound of bread at dinner.
But on the other hand, these were not bookish, but real, living people.
Now, lying on a quiet taiga clearing, Mechik experienced everything again. He felt sorry for the good, naive, but sincere feeling with which he went to the detachment. With a special, painful sensitivity, he now perceived the cares and love of those around him, the drowsy silence of the taiga.
The hospital stood on the arrow at the confluence of two keys. At the edge of the forest, where the woodpecker tapped, crimson Manchu black maple trees whispered, and below, under the slope, the keys wrapped in a silvery pyrnik sang tirelessly. There were few sick and wounded. There were two heavy ones: the Suchan partisan Frolov, wounded in the stomach, and Mechik.
Every morning, when they were carried out of the stuffy barracks, Me-chik was approached by the light-bearded and quiet old man Pika. It resembled some very old, forgotten picture: in imperturbable silence, by an ancient, moss-covered skete, sits above the lake, on an emerald bank, a bright and quiet old man in a skullcap and fishes. A quiet sky above the old man, quiet, in a hot languor, ate, a quiet lake overgrown with reeds. Peace, sleep, silence...
Is it not about this dream that the soul of the Sword yearns for?
Yes, well ... He comes before me. Of course, I'm sitting in the apiary. Well, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we kissed - it's understandable. All I see is that he is a smart guy… “I, dad says, I’m leaving for Chita.” - "Why is this? .." - "Yes, there, says, dad, the Czechoslovaks showed up." - “Well, well, I say, Czechoslovaks? .. Live here; look, I say, what kind of grace? .. ”And it’s true: in my apiary - it’s just not paradise: a birch, you know, a linden in bloom, bees ... w-w-w ... w-w-w ...
Pika took off his soft black cap from his head and joyfully moved it around.
And what do you say? .. Didn't stay! He never stayed... He left... Now the "Kolchaks" have destroyed the apiary, and there is no son... That's life!
Sword liked to listen to him. I liked the quiet melodious voice of the old man, his slow gesture coming from within.
But he loved even more when the “merciful sister” came. She sewed and washed the entire infirmary. She felt a great love for people, and she treated Mechik especially tenderly and caringly. Gradually recovering, he began to look at her with earthly eyes. She was a little stooped and pale, and her arms were unnecessarily large for a woman. But she walked with a peculiar, clumsy, strong gait, and her voice always promised something.
And when she sat next to him on the bed, Mechik could no longer lie still. (He would never have confessed to the girl in the blond curls.)
She is lascivious - Varka, - Pika once said. - Mo-rozka, her husband, is in the detachment, and she is fornicating ...
The sword looked in the direction where the old man was pointing with a wink. My sister was washing linen in a clearing, and paramedic Kharchenko circled around her. Every now and then he leaned over to her and said something cheerful, and she, more and more often looking up from her work, looked at him with a strange smoky look. The word "lascivious" aroused keen curiosity in Mechik.
And why is she ... like that? he asked Pica, trying to hide his embarrassment.
And the jester knows why she is so affectionate. He can’t refuse anyone - and that’s it ...
Sword remembered the first impression that his sister had made on him, and an incomprehensible resentment stirred in him.
From that moment on, he became more attentive to her. In fact, she "twisted" too much with men - with anyone who could even get along a little without someone else's help. But there were no more women in the hospital.
One morning, after bandaging, she lingered making Mechik's bed.
Sit with me ... - he said, blushing. She looked at him for a long time and attentively, as on that day, washing clothes, she looked at Kharchenko.
Look at you ... - she said involuntarily with some surprise.
However, after straightening the bed, she sat down beside him.
Do you like Kharchenko? - asked Mechik. She did not hear the question - she answered her own thoughts, attracting the Sword with large smoky eyes:
But he's so young... - And he remembered himself: - Kharchenko?.. Well, nothing. All of you - on one block ...
The swordsman pulled out a small bundle wrapped in newsprint from under his pillow. A familiar girlish face looked at him from a faded photograph, but it did not seem to him as sweet as before - it looked with someone else's and artificial gaiety, and although Sword was afraid to admit it, it became strange to him how he could think so much before about her. He did not yet know why he was doing this and whether it was good when he held out to his sister a portrait of a girl in blond curls.
His sister looked at it - at first close, then put her hand away, and suddenly, dropping the portrait, she screamed, jumped out of bed and quickly looked back.
Good bitch! - said someone's mocking hoarse voice from behind the maple.
The swordsman squinted in that direction and saw a strangely familiar face with a rusty naughty forelock from under his cap and mocking green-brown eyes, which then had a different expression.
Well, what are you afraid of? the hoarse voice continued calmly. - I'm not on you - on a patret ... I changed a lot of women, but I don’t have patrets. Maybe when you give me a gift? ..
Varya came to her senses and laughed.
Well, he scared me ... - she said not with her own - in a melodious woman's voice. - Where did you come from, trait hairy ... - And turning to Mechik: - This is Frost, my husband. There will always be something.
Yes, we are familiar with him ... troshki, - the orderly said, shading the word "troshki" with a grin.
The sword lay as if crushed, unable to find words from shame and resentment. Varya had already forgotten about the card and, while talking to her husband, stepped on it with her foot. Mechik was ashamed even to ask for the card to be raised.
And when they went into the taiga, he, gritting his teeth from the pain in his legs, himself took out a portrait dented into the ground and tore it to shreds.
Stepanova E.V.
Early in the morning of June 22, 1941, in violation of the non-aggression pact, Nazi Germany invaded the territory of the USSR. The Great Patriotic War began. It became the most important part of the Second World War, largely changing the course of the latter. From the very beginning, this war was distinguished by its scope, bloodshed, the extreme tension of the struggle and the unprecedented brutality of the Nazis in relation to prisoners of war and civilian population. In four years, the country has lost up to 30 million people, most of whom are not military personnel, but civilians. The war has affected all families and mine is no exception.
My grandmother never talked about the war, why I don't know. When we asked her to tell us something, she said little or even turned the conversation to another topic. That's all I can remember from her stories: When the war began, my grandmother Alexandra Ivanovna Vorobyeva lived in the village of Trunovka, Stavropol Territory. She was then 12 years old. In the family, besides her, there were 2 more brothers and 3 sisters. The youngest was only 4 years old. Due to the fact that my great-grandfather was the foreman of the collective farm's field-growing brigade, and he had many children, he was not drafted into the Red Army. After some time, hunger began. All food was given to the children. Those who were older worked with their parents on the collective farm. When my grandmother's brother Pyotr Ivanovich Vorobyov turned 18, he was called up. In a battle near a certain village, the name of which no one remembers, the troops began to retreat, and my grandfather was wounded and lost consciousness. When he woke up, he managed to crawl to the village and his parents took him to the hospital, because then they were very afraid that they could call you a deserter and declare you an enemy of the people. Later, the second brother of Nikolai Ivanovich Vorobyov was taken into the army. True, he was sent to the mine. During the bombing, the mine collapsed and my grandfather was shell-shocked. He was never the same as he was before the war.
War unites people, everyone helps each other as best they can; someone else's grief is perceived as one's own, so it is not surprising that during the war people are not afraid to talk about themselves.
After the liberation of Stalingrad, my grandmother and her sisters were sent to restore it. There they met an officer of the 4th Panzer Army. He told them one incident: Tank formations suffered huge losses in equipment, and it so happened that only four tanks remained in this army. One of the officers asked: is that why it is called the 4th Panzer Army? The soldiers made an amendment: they called their army with bitter irony a four-tank one. My grandmother's sister dated this officer. And when they were sent home, this officer begged her to return, as if he felt that she would not return.
My father's mother, Vera Ivanovna, was still a girl when the war began. And from the age of 15 she worked in Sverdlovsk at a logging site. They were restoring the tank factory. She never said that it was difficult, but you could die there. The tree could crush if you were at the bottom. Everyone worked resignedly, because they understood that there was a war going on. When her mother died, she was allowed to go to the funeral. She never came back, and she almost got jailed for it. But since she went to the collective farm the very next day and remained the only support for the whole family, she was not imprisoned.
My great-grandfather Timofey Ivanovich went through three wars. During civil war he fought near Leningrad in the Red Cavalry. Then there was a war with Finland, where he was wounded. During the Great Patriotic War, he was wounded in the chest, but they never got a bullet. She remained a reminder of his military past. We can say that my great-grandfather fought all his life.
My grandfather, Ivan Ivanovich, was drafted in 1939, and in 1943 he ended up on the border with Turkey, and until 1951 he served there. Grandpa didn't tell much, but I remember one story. Grandfather found a German telephone wire and cut it off, but he did not know what to do with it, because if the Germans found out, he would be shot. The villagers came to the rescue. The women made beads out of the wire and no one knew anything. My grandfather and his father were awarded medals more than once. Among others, there is also a medal for "victory over Germany."
I know very little about my relatives. They didn't tell, and I didn't ask. But there are people who speak. That person was my friend's grandfather. Once he told us about his exploits. Her grandfather, Kovanov Vladimir Vasilyevich, was a doctor. In July 1941, he was offered to go to the sorting evacuation hospital located in Yaroslavl, where he was to take the position of lead surgeon.
The hospital was located on the banks of the Volga in the buildings where the theoretical departments are now located. medical institute. It didn't take long to look around and get used to the new place. July and August were busy days. It was the most difficult time of the bitter for all period of the war. The stream of the wounded rolled in one after another, and they barely managed to wash them, change clothes, change bandages and quickly evacuate further to the rear. Doctors did not leave the hospital for days, especially on days when ships with the wounded approached the pier from the lower reaches of the Volga or it was necessary to urgently unload an ambulance train at the Yaroslavl railway junction. On such days, hundreds of women and teenage schoolchildren came to the pier, to the station to help carry the seriously wounded, carefully put them in ambulances or lorries adapted for this purpose. The guys brought water to the wounded, helped to cope with crutches, brought simple belongings of soldiers into the car. There were few doctors in the hospital - 5-6 people. They worked seven days a week, 12-14 hours a day. In addition, 2-3 times a week, everyone was on round-the-clock duty. Teachers from neighboring schools also came to help. They quickly mastered the skills of caring for the wounded and sick. Sometimes their little children came to them on duty. Their mothers fed them what they could, gave them tea and often put them to bed on the couch in the duty room. Often, elderly soldiers, some with a broken arm, some on crutches or with a bandaged head, sat down with the guys, told them about the war and gave them sugar cubes from their meager rations. Children trustingly, intuitively feeling their anxious melancholy, climbed on their knees and gave people who had forgotten the warmth of their native home an ingenuous childish joy.
In September 1941 he was transferred to Kazan. There he was immediately appointed the leading surgeon of the evacuation hospital located on Ershov Pole, in the building of the veterinary technical school. In addition, he had to help the young doctors of two neighboring hospitals. It was physically impossible to work in three hospitals. Chief surgeon of Kazan evacuation hospitals A.V. Vishnevsky advised not to do everything himself, but to teach other doctors. This was the only way out. The process of "maturing" of doctors during the war years was much faster than in peacetime, when the young doctor was not particularly rushed, did not provide him with such independence, which he now received. It was enough to show the doctor once how to do this or that operation, and he would perform the next operation on his own and confidently, as befits a real surgeon. There was no case that any of the young doctors deviated from participation in the operation, citing lack of experience or any other reasons. Each young doctor thought only about how to help the wounded, ease his suffering and quickly return to duty.
On November 15, 1941, the German troops, having deployed 73 divisions and 4 brigades against the Western Front, launched a second general offensive against Moscow. Moscow was defended by the whole country. Moscow turned out to be inaccessible to the Nazis. In early December, a turning point came. On December 5-6, 1941, the troops went on the offensive. The offensive of the Red Army developed rapidly. Soon the enemy grouping aimed at Moscow was completely destroyed. The defeat of the Germans near Moscow dispelled the myth of the invincibility of the Nazi Reich. It was both the collapse of the Blitzkrieg and the beginning of the defeat of Nazi Germany. The fact that the Red Army drove the fascists to the West created a huge psychological change in people. The hospitals immediately sensed this by the mood of the people. Forgetting about the wounds, they excitedly told how they knocked the enemy out of towns and villages near Moscow, how they destroyed enemy equipment. The stories were endless. Sometimes it seemed that these people, who had not left the trenches for weeks, went on the attack under heavy fire, covered their comrades with their chests, were not even aware of their courage and stamina.
From the beginning of 1942, the life of the hospital entered a measured rut. The wounded arrived on schedule. We did everything to ease the suffering of the wounded, to calm them down, to create at least a short "peaceful respite". And they were in a hurry. Those whose wounds were barely healed continually besieged us, asking when we would discharge them. Doctors were impatiently urged on, accused of bureaucracy. The tanker, whose arm was cut off by a shrapnel like a knife at the base of the shoulder, was indignant at the “helplessness of medicine”: “In the medical battalion, I asked the doctors to sew my hand on,” he said, “and they say that no one has ever done such operations. Did you see? Didn't! So you start, I say, then others will do it! Well, how am I going to fight without a hand?!
To fight ... And he himself is barely alive. He lost a lot of blood, his facial features became sharp, he could not walk, he lay more. The doctors gave him a blood transfusion, injected glucose, saline solution. One evening he was urgently called to the hospital. In the operating room, that tanker was lying on the table, under him was a pool of blood. Ksenia Ivanovna, an experienced operating nurse, from last strength pressed the bleeding vessels of the stump; She had been in this position for about an hour. It turned out that the purulent process in the soft tissues of the stump melted the protruding clogged trunks of large vessels, severe bleeding occurred. Late sister for a minute, and the wounded could die. Vladimir Vasilievich immediately began to ligate the vessels above the site of bleeding. Operation was successfully completed. When the tanker was discharged and handed over to him a prosthesis of an artificial arm, he said: “There are so many cripples like me… Learn to sew on torn off arms as soon as possible. Maybe mine would fit? And there was so much hidden hope in these words that they sank deep into the soul.
Soon, a serious turning point occurred in his fate: he was invited to the mobilization department of the district and was told that one of the fronts needed an experienced surgeon. Does he agree to go to the active army? Of course, he was ready to leave at any moment. On a warm autumn day in 1942, he went to Moscow with another surgeon, A.I. Lapina, and his sister, K.I. Churkina. They were assigned to one hospital and made it basic, taking the word that they would teach young doctors. Approximately 15 kilometers from the front line, in the forest, they pitched tents to receive and treat the wounded, as befits a first-line surgical hospital. The wounded were not long in coming: the medical and sanitary battalion of the division could not cope with the flow, some of the wounded were brought directly from the front line. There were five operating tables in a large khaki canvas tent. On the first day they received more than 300 wounded. Three days worked almost without rest. To maintain efficiency, they organized vigils. Some surgeons were resting, others were operating. In late autumn, they arrived at the Kazansky railway station to go to the area of operations of the 5th shock army. Settled in Kamyshin. Since all the surgeons were only after the institutes, courses were organized.
On November 19, 1942, a flurry of fire over enemy positions announced the start of the Red Army's offensive near Stalingrad. The hospital moved behind the advancing army. For two or three days they stopped in settlements recaptured from the enemy in order to treat the wounded. And then - forward again!
February 1943 was unstable: from snowstorms and cold piercing winds to clear skies and calm sunny weather. There was a lot of snow, but it quickly settled. The rolled ruts of the roads shone like glass. The battles have gone far ahead. Decisive battles unfolded for the city of Shakhty. At this time, front-line transport approached, and most of the wounded were taken out. There were only non-transportable wounded, and among them two especially "heavy". In one, gas gangrene developed after a blind shrapnel wound to the lower leg, in the other - to the shoulder. After a wide dissection, blood transfusion and the introduction of anti-gangrenous serum, as well as a lumbar blockade in the wounded man in the shin, things quickly improved. In the case of the wounded in the shoulder, the process suddenly began to spread to the chest and back. I had to make cuts there too. He had to be operated on 2-3 times a day, and in total he underwent about 13 operations. At the cost of a stubborn struggle that lasted a whole month, it was possible to save the wounded hand. True, there was little muscle tissue left in the shoulder area, but the arm retained full mobility. Finally, they were replaced by the long-awaited front-line hospital, which until then was still located in the Kamyshin area. We gathered quickly and left for a new place, in the area of the city of Shakhty. They were already looking forward to it.
Soon he had to say goodbye to the hospital. He was assigned as an army surgeon to the neighboring 44th Army. Feelings were conflicting. On the one hand, promotion, a sense of great responsibility, on the other hand, it is sad to part with the comrades with whom I worked so well and got used to it. In the morning, just before light, he was already on his way to the 44th Army, which operated in the Taganrog region. Immediately he began to get acquainted with the personnel of hospitals and medical battalions, which for the most part were in a “curtailed” state, since the army was not conducting active hostilities at that time. At the end of the summer of 1943, the 44th Army went on the offensive. The wounded arrived in large quantities in the medical battalions and hospitals of the first line, located near the attacking units. Surgical treatment of the wounded proceeded without delay during the evacuation stages. Regimental medical stations, after examining the wounded and providing first aid, immediately evacuated those accepted into the medical battalions and hospitals of the army. The wounded were admitted to the operating table in the first 3-6 hours after being wounded. There was no delay in surgical treatment and evacuation of the wounded. But the autumn impassability came and made evacuation difficult. There were difficulties with food and medicines. Under these conditions, it was not possible to regularly supply hospitals with high-grade foods rich in fats and vitamins. And the wounded, especially those who were seriously ill and had lost a lot of blood, needed high-calorie and easily digestible food. Then they began to widely use fresh bull blood. The new nutritional product was called hemocostol. Its beneficial effect is easily explained. Fresh animal blood contains proteins, salts and hormonal substances that are well absorbed by the body, which have an activating effect on all vital processes in the body. When hemocostol was taken, the general condition improved before our eyes, appetite appeared, weight increased, tone increased. At the same time, the wounds were quickly cleared and healed well.
The year 1944 is the year of the decisive offensive of the Red Army on all fronts, the year of the complete liberation of the territory of our Motherland from the Nazi invaders. The last military winter, with piercing icy winds and drizzling damp slush of thaws, already seemed ready to give way to the all-conquering sun. The anticipation of spring was felt the more joyfully, the more clearly the long-awaited Victory Day was approaching. The population of Poland joyfully met the Soviet soldiers-liberators. A specialized hospital operated there, work in it was not interrupted even for a minute. Once he was summoned to the political department of the army. Doctors were offered to provide assistance to the population of the liberated regions. The hospital in Siedlce fell into his hands. We started by sorting out the sick, organizing a sanitary inspection room, and with the help of local residents, they washed and cut the residents of the hospital. At the same time, they deployed an operating room and a dressing room, equipped a kitchen and a dining room for walking patients. For two or three days city hospital could not be known. The departments were immaculately clean and tidy. The wounded and sick lay in clean linen, bandaged, well-groomed, and, most importantly, well-fed.
In the spring of 1945, the troops of the 3rd Belorussian Front, which in those months included the 28th Army, fought on the territory East Prussia. Participating in the offensive, the 28th Army fought fierce battles near the city of Gumbinnen. There were many wounded, especially with bullet wounds. In those days, medical stations and army hospitals were located close to the battle formations. The wounded were treated quickly and immediately evacuated to the front base. Military operations in East Prussia were coming to an end. A hard day at the medical battalion is over. It was the last night in East Prussia. In the morning we hurriedly loaded into cars to move to Germany - near Berlin. In mid-April 1945, the troops reached their starting lines for the last, decisive battles. A special load in those heavy battles of the last month of the war fell on the honey. front line services. This is understandable, given how complicated the search for the wounded and their removal from the shelling in large settlements has become. The ruins of houses, ambushes, labyrinths of streets, blockages, water barriers - all this made the work of orderlies, nurses, paramedics extremely difficult. However, honey The service did its job well. IN last days April began the assault on Berlin. Berlin was soon occupied. At night it became known about the signing of the act of surrender. Rockets lit up the sky, volleys of revolvers and machine guns cut through the silence. These were the last shots of the war, a soldier's salute to Victory.
The volleys of guns, the crackle of machine guns and the clang of tank tracks ceased. The war is over. Victory did not come immediately. She was conquered in a cruel, bloody war, which lasted 1418 days and nights. The Red Army defeated the main forces of the Nazi war machine and achieved a world-historic victory. Front and rear doctors did a lot to defeat Nazi Germany. Thanks to their courage, bravery and heroism health care provided to an unprecedented number of the wounded and sick. According to the duty of their profession, they took on their shoulders the enormous burden of fighting the severe suffering of the wounded, heroically fought against death on the battlefields, and in the medical battalions, and in hospitals.
“Life is eternity, death is only a moment,” said the poet. Heroes Patriotic War live forever in our memory, in our hearts, regardless of whether they are in service today or not. They are always with us and will always be a living example, a call to action and a noble struggle for human life. The bright, joyful, albeit filled with bitter smoke of conflagrations, the May days of 1945, the days of the Victory, will never be forgotten by mankind.
60 years have passed, and the exploits of our fighters are still alive in the memory of people. As long as the memory of them and their deeds is alive, they are also alive. Everlasting memory heroes!
Bread - bread.
Bread,-a, pl. loaves, -ov and bread, -ov, m. 1. unit. A food product made from flour. Rye or black bread. Wheat or White bread. Bread and salt(wishing you a good appetite). Bread and salt(treat offered to the part, as well as, trans., about hospitality). X-sol drive with anyone(to be friends with someone; colloquial). 2. (pl. loaves). A food product made from flour in the form of a baked product, in some form. Round bread. Put the bread in the oven. 3. units A grain from which flour is made. Bread preparation. Sow bread. 4. pl. (bread). Cereal. Harvest of bread. Harvesting grain combines. Standing corn. 5. (pl. bread), trans. Subsistence, dependency (simple). To be on someone's bread. Earn for bread. 6. units Livelihood, income. Get bread. True bread.Don't feed bread whom (just do what is said; colloquial) - such has a predilection for something that he does not need anything except .... Don't feed him bread, just let him go to the theater.Eat your own bread(colloquial) - to earn a living for yourself. And that bread(colloquial) - and that's good, and thanks for that. Bread to beat off, take away from whom (colloquial) - depriving of something, interrupting, overtaking in something, to capture, get for oneself, be the first. II reduce-caress. bread,-a, m. (to 1, 2, 3 and 4 meanings; colloquial) and bread,-shka, m. (to 1, 2, 3 and 4 meanings; colloquial). II adj. bread,-th, -th (to 1, 2, 3 and 4 values).
Khlebny, oh, oh. 1. see bread. 2. Productive, plentiful in bread (in 3 and 4 values). Bread year. Bread land. 3. trans. Profitable, profitable (colloquial). Bread post. This is a good thing.
Flowers are colors.
Color 1 , -a, pl. -a, -ov, m. Light tone of something, coloring. Dark color. Bright colors.protect colors whom or whose - to play in the team of someone of a sports society, association. Protect the colors of the national team. In color - about photo, film image: color, not black and white.
Color 2 , -a, (-y), m. 1. (collected; in significant units - simple). The same as a flower. Like a poppy. Linden blossom. 2. only units: trans., what. The best part of something (high). Youth is the color of the nation. The color of science.In color or in color (years, strength and so on. ) - at the best time. In bloom- at the time of flowering. Apple tree in bloom.
Flower,-tka, pl. (in the meaning of flowering plants) flowers, -ov, and (in the meaning of flowering parts of plants) flowers, -ov, m. The reproductive organ of the plant, consisting of a green pistil and stamens, as well as the plant itself with thin reproductive organs. Smelly color. Pick flowers in the field. To plant flowers. Flowers of eloquence(pren.). II decrease. flower,-chka, m. and decrease-weasel. flower,- a, m. (simple). These are flowers, and berries will be ahead(last). II adj. floral,-th, -th and flowery, th, th.Color pot. Colored plants.
Practice #3
Practical lesson number 3.
Topic: Adjective in the aspect of speech culture.
Questions.
1. Discharges of adjectives.
2. The use of full and short forms of adjectives.
3. Features of the formation and use of forms of degrees of comparison of adjectives.
4. Features of the formation and use of possessive adjectives.
5. Spelling of adjectives.
Exercise number 1. Expand the brackets; select the desired shape. Give a stylistic description of the possible options.
1.1. This task in the current situation is unsolvable . 2. This task in the current situation turns out to be unsolvable . 3. The proposed amendments and additions are essential. 4. The proposed amendments and additions were significant . 5. Requirements for factory supply workers are timely. 6. Requirements for factory workers were timely. 7. Changing the vacation schedule of shop workers is undesirable . 8. Changing the vacation schedule was undesirable. 9. Consultation with experts is essential . 10. Consultation with experts has become essential .
11.1. scientist famous with their work in physics solid body. 2. The teacher was kind to the students. 3. Work is not free from some inaccuracies. 4. Miscalculations are obvious even for a non-specialist. 5. The artist is still little known the general public.
111.1. The final result is the same preliminary calculations. 2. The young man is very frivolous . 3. The formation of the fighters is silently solemn. 4. An adult cedar towering over the taiga is truly majestic. 5. Every citizen is responsible for the observance of the norms of socialist hostel.
Exercise number 2. From these adjectives form simple
and composite forms of degrees of comparison.
Large, nimble, thin, flexible, dry, wet, excellent, evil, expensive, brisk, dramatic, skillful, artificial, main, brittle, businesslike, businesslike, fusible, good, bad, bitter.
Large - larger, more (less) large, largest, largest, largest of all.
Agile - more (less) dexterous, most dexterous.
Thin - thinner, more (less) thin, thinnest, thinnest, thinnest of all.
Flexible - more flexible, more (less) flexible, the most flexible, the most flexible..
Dry - drier, more (less) dry, the driest, the driest of all.
Wet - wetter, more (less) wet, the wettest, the wettest of all.
Excellent - does not have a comparative degree, the meaning of the word is very good, excellent.
Evil - more evil, more (less) evil, the worst, the most evil, the worst of all.
Expensive - more expensive, more (less) expensive, the most expensive, the most expensive of all.
Courageous - the most cunning.
Dramatic is the most dramatic.
Skilful - more skilful, more (less) skilful, skilful, most skilful, skilful of all.
Artificial - more artificial, more (less) artificial, the most artificial.
The main one is the main one, more (less) the main one, the main one, the most important one, the main one.
Brittle - more (less) brittle, the most brittle.
Businesslike - does not have a comparative degree, it matters words - sensible and serious, enterprising.
Business - more (less) business, the most business.
Fusible - the most fusible.
Good is the best, the best, the best, the best.
Bad - worse, more (less) bad, the worst, worst of all.
Bitter - bitterer, more (less) bitter, the most bitter, bitterest of all.
Exercise number 3. Specify features in education and use
forms of degrees of comparison of adjectives.
Give their stylistic characteristics. Correct the suggestions.
1Development of offshore oil fields is becoming more intense. 2. The largest Ob and Yenisei become the river roads of Siberia. 3. The less hardened the child's body, the more dangerous becomes supercooling for him. 4. Missile technology gives limitless opportunities in space exploration. 5. Modern experimental biology It has precise ideas about the mechanism of genetic influences. 6. All clearer become our knowledge of the influence of cosmic radiation on living organisms. 7. getting wider synthetic materials penetrate into everyday life. 8. The largest the achievements of the developing countries are hushed up by the reactionary press of the West. 9. The work of instrumentation has come under intense criticism. 10. The most unique twenty-seven-ton and more dump trucks have proven themselves in the construction of hydroelectric power stations. 11. A thoughtful approach to the selection of members of the trade union committee is a very serious issue and, perhaps, one of the decisive. 12. The plant must bring the production of machines over ten thousand pieces. 13. The model prepared for release proved to be the most economical than all the previous ones.
Exercise number 4 . Rewrite, opening brackets and
putting these words in the right cases.
1) Wide fields spread outside the city (Kalinin). 2) Our troops won the battle near (the village of Borodino). 3) Russian nature is described with deep love (writer Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev). 4) Behind (the village of Tsaritsyno) are the walls of an unfinished palace, the plan of which was created (architect Bazhenov). 5) The opera "Prince Igor" was written (composer Borodin). 6) The students read the story "Ionych", written (Anton Pavlovich Chekhov). 7) We rested in the summer on the Volga near (the city of Saratov). 8) Passengers admired from the deck of the ship (the city of Rostov). 9) Tourists admired (the city of Kuibyshev). 10) Denisov rode next to (Petya Rostov).
1) Wide fields spread outside the city of Kalinin. 2) Our troops won the battle near the village of Borodino. 3) Russian nature is described with deep love by the writer Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev. 4) Behind the village of Tsaritsyn are the walls of an unfinished palace, the plan of which was created by the architect Bazhenov. 5) The opera "Prince Igor" was written by the composer Borodin. 6) The students read the story "Ionych", written by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov. 7) We rested in the summer on the Volga near the city of Saratov. 8) Passengers from the deck of the ship admired the city of Rostov. 9) Tourists admired the city of Kuibyshev. 10) Denisov rode next to Petya Rostov.
Exercise number 5 . Rewrite. Explain the use of lowercase
or capital letters .
Wonderful (L, l) Ermontov's prose, (G, d) Ogolev's satire, representative of the (F, f) Amus society, (F, f) edotkino grief, (I, i) Van's childhood, (H, h) Ekhov's humor, (T, t) Urgenev novels, (L, l) Omonosov Prize, (P, n) Ushkin readings, (S, s) onino happiness, (A, a) Hilles heel
wonderful l ermontov prose, G Ogolevskaya satire, representative f amusov society, F edotkino grief, AND wow childhood, h echian humor, T Urgenev novels, L Omonosov Prize, P ushkin readings, WITH onino happiness, A Hill's heel.
Exercise number 6. Rewrite. Explain (verbally) the spelling of n or nn.
I. 1) The day was gray and windy n th. Empty all around nn stubble and arable land. (A.N.T.) 2) In a small, oklee nn oh white, completely empty hall was light, it smelled of oil n oh paint, on a shiny, more beautiful n On the floor against the wall were two Chinese vases. (A. N. T.) 3) Full-weight logs were used for stables, sheds and kitchens, determined nn s for centuries of standing ... Everything was driven n o tightly and properly. (G.) 4) Desperately nn With a loud cry, Nikita threw himself on the floor. (A. N. T.) 5) Sick and wounded n oh it was a little. Heavy two: Suchan partisan Frolov, rane nn th in the stomach, and the Sword. (F.) 6) Rita took out the embossing from the bag n golden ticket. (N. O.) 7) Smyshle n The sailor liked the boy (excl.). (N.O.) 8) In the hallway, the nanny met him [Dubrovsky] and hugged her teacher with tears nn ika (suffix "nick"). (P.) 9) What is a station nnй (suffix "onn"). caretaker? Real muche n ik fourteenth grade. (P.) 10) Hall and guests n ah were dark. (P.)
II. 1) Ivan Ilyich and Dasha settled on a farm in Maza n oh hut. (A. N. T.) 2) Alexei unfolded the rag, took out the crow n th clock. (A. N. T.) 3) His hair is not combed n His hair fell over his eyes in a whole wave. (F. Sh.) 4) The house had high rooms with white nn walled and uglier n s (excl.) floors. 5) I will never forget this fabulous walk among the tall pines on the sand, mixing nn omu with needles. (F. Sh.) 6) The candle was extinguished n A. (Kor.) 7) The steppe was empty nn and terribly quiet. (Shol.).
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During the period of regroupings that preceded the offensive near Sevsk, there was not a large flow of wounded, but from 80 to 100 people still came to us daily.
The successful offensive of the troops of the Central Front forced the Nazis to begin a retreat in front of the front of the 65th Army. Our losses, judging by the number of wounded, were somewhat less than during the battles for Dmitrovsk-Orlovsky. The work of regimental medical stations has been significantly improved. We, the surgeons of the medical battalion, were very pleased that the joint training, carried out together with the regimental doctors on the eve of the offensive, gave its results. The instructive sessions with the paramedics of the battalion medical posts, with the medical instructors of the companies served a good deed. The doctors of the regimental medical posts mastered anti-shock measures, learned how to administer anti-shock drugs and, in some cases, even do blood transfusions, which had previously been performed only in the medical battalion. All this ensured reliable transportation of the wounded to the medical battalion.
The doctors of the regiments Aleksey Davydov, who later died from severe wounds near Danzig, and Boris Gubchevsky worked especially well. The timely removal of the wounded from the battlefield, the correct provision of assistance to them at the regimental medical stations and the rapid evacuation to the medical battalion significantly influenced the outcome of surgical interventions for severe wounds.
It was nice to see that those who came to us after Battle of Stalingrad officers of the operational dressing platoon, officers V.P. Tarusinov, K.P. Kuskov, successfully improved their skills and gained experience. Unfortunately, we had to part with Alexander Vorontsov. He fell ill and after treatment in the hospital was sent to another army. In his place, the guards captain of the medical service V. M. Kovalenko was appointed. Soon my classmate Yu. K. Kryzhchkovsky was also recalled from the division. He left for the airborne troops.
These days I received letters from the brothers. Alexey wrote, as always, sparingly and briefly. Alexander talked about his first battles. From his hints, I realized that I was near the village of Komarichi, Bryansk region. This brought me back to the idea that, probably, I still saw him that blizzard night on the road to the front. And a few days later came the news of the death of Alexander ... His fighting friends reported that Sasha died on August 7 from shrapnel wounds. Comrades wrote about his courage, highly appreciated his leadership qualities ...
What to do? Grief does not dissolve with tears, it remains forever, only becoming somewhat dull over the years. At that time, grief was common to all Soviet people, a rare family did not mourn for the dead. I had to grit my teeth and get on with my work.
Again, as my sister wrote, our mother fell ill, who was very upset by the death of her second son. Again and again I thought about that blizzard night near Livny, when I could see Alexander, and scolded myself for not having seen ...
Meanwhile, the division was moving forward, chasing the enemy. By the beginning of September, about a hundred kilometers were left behind. The medical battalion column passed through settlements Sredina-Buda, Yampol, Shostka. Everywhere we were greeted with joy by the inhabitants liberated from fascist slavery. Women cried, many envied our nurses, who also participated in the battle against the invaders, and rushed into the army. In Sredina-Buda and Yampol from the disbanded partisan detachments Polina Akhtyrka and Galya Lugovik were sent to our medical battalion. Polina, as it turned out, went to the detachment, having escaped from the aunt who raised her. Galya Lugovik worked as a teacher in primary school, joined the detachment in the first days of enemy occupation.
The women's team of the medical battalion accepted the replenishment kindly. The girls were immediately surrounded by attention and care, everyone tried to help them quickly enter the ranks, but we could not allow them to work independently soon: they had no medical training. I remember that Galya always spoke pure Ukrainian. She was shy - maybe she was embarrassed by the marks left on her face after suffering smallpox. Polina, although she was much younger than her friend, got along with people more easily, never hushed up. At the end of the war, she married a young officer and stayed to work in the medical battalion.
On September 8, the division reached the Desna, two or three kilometers below Novgorod-Seversky in the Chernihiv region. It was not possible to force the river on the move, and preparations began to overcome the water line. We were ordered to set up a medical battalion in the village of Pirogovka, not far from the area of upcoming operations.
Forcing the Desna began on 12 September. At first, there were few wounded, their tray increased later, when fierce battles unfolded on the bridgehead captured by the guards. These days, our division commander Yevgeny Grigorievich Ushakov received military rank Guard Major General.
And soon the medical battalion received an order to go forward again. On September 20, we left Pirogovka, leaving the surgical team with the wounded. She was to complete care for those who had not yet been operated on, and then transfer all of our patients to the field mobile hospital.
For several weeks, the battalion never had time to turn around completely. They worked in constant readiness for further advancement, and only at the end of October they stopped on the outskirts of the village of Gorodnya in the Chernihiv region, having received an order to be ready to receive the wounded.
We had hardly set up our tents when a Jeep drove up. The chief of staff of the division, now the guard colonel I.K. Brushko, came out of it and, seeing me, asked me to come up. I thought, did something happen? So it was. Colonel Vasily Ilyich Boklakov, deputy commander of the guard division, got out of the car with difficulty. He greeted me loudly, I answered, but he showed signs that he did not hear anything.
Ivan Kuzmich took my arm and said quietly:
The staff typist is in the back seat. She, it seems ... - Brushko did not finish, but I already saw that the typist was dead.
And what about Boklakov? Shell-shocked? I asked.
Yes, - Brushko nodded and said that the car ran over a mine with its rear wheel. Everyone received a concussion, and the typist died, apparently from an internal hemorrhage, since she did not have a single wound.
Soon Brushko left, leaving Boklakov in the medical battalion. We put him to bed, but after an hour and a half Vasily Ilyich came to see me in the operating room. There were few wounded, and I was able to break away from work to stay with him until Brushko arrived. I remembered how Boklakov arrived in the division in March 1943. He was then a major, before being assigned to us he commanded a ski brigade, participated in the winter offensive near Kursk. More than once we were on the front line together, and I was always surprised by his courage. Once he even said this, to which Boklakov objected:
No, I just know by sound which mine or bullet is dangerous or not, and therefore I don’t bow to them to no avail. And I do not advise you.
When we walked with him to the front line, he often commented:
This is not ours.
Soon Brushko arrived and took Boklakov away. Even from the temporary hospitalization necessary for both of them, they refused, referring to the case.
There will be tough fights. Get ready! - Brushko said goodbye.
Indeed, soon the wounded began to arrive, and their number reached from 170 to 280 people per day. The staff of the medical battalion coped with the processing of such a flow of wounded without much difficulty. But on the fourth day of the fighting, I received an order to arrive with a surgical team, which included, in addition to me, one more doctor and two nurses, to the field surgical hospital. It was located near the headquarters of our division in the village of Terekhovka, southeast of Gomel. The hospital turned out to be the only medical facility of its kind on the right flank of the army. The wounded were brought in not only from medical battalions, but also from regimental first-aid posts, and sometimes directly from the battlefield. Often they were not even bandaged properly. This was the first time the hospital staff had encountered such a test and were unable to cope with the large influx of wounded. So we decided to involve the surgeons of the medical battalion to help.
