Batalon Page #3

Then you will swap positions.

You'll be downgraded to ordinary soldier.

And you will be Second Lieutenant.

The banner.

The banner!

At ease!

Get up!

Faster!

Get dressed!

Fast!

Why did you stop?

Forward!

Those who are afraid, can go home.

First row, go!

Go!

Come on!

Continue!

Jump!

Give me your hand!

Dusya, what about you?

The Germans won't wait.

It's nothing.

I can handle it.

Damn!

What did you do?

Didn't you say the Germans won't wait?

Natasha...

- What's the matter?

- I'm dizzy.

- Did you get hurt?

- No, I didn't.

It's nothing.

Come on, Jevdokiya, faster!

Bravo!

Come on, jump!

Wait!

478...

I'll buy the cow...

Easy, easy...

Get up!

If you can smell almonds,

apples or rotten hay,

the enemy has just attacked you with gas.

This is a gas grenade launcher,

It can shoot gas grenades.

Aim!

Fire!

- These are my shots, Lieutenant.

- No...

These are yours.

- Poor shooting.

- I will improve, Lieutenant.

- Bad attempt.

- I'll shoot you in the head.

Fire!

Down!

Get up!

Fire!

Here it is...

Excellent shot.

I'm glad.

Keep moving!

They'll kill you if you get tangled.

Lie down, I'll cut the wire.

Try not to hurt your ass.

I don''t want a woman with no ass.

Go, go, go...

Recruits, attention!

You...

And you...

Come here!

Stand next to eachother!

Hit her!

- Where?

- In her face.

Now you.

I can't.

Hit her!

- I can't.

- Then you'll hit.

With the fist!

Hit her!

- I can't.

- Do it!

- Enough!

- Do it!

- I can't..

- Hit her in the stomach!

So... Hit her!

- I can't.

- Do it!

- I can't.

- Hit her!

Come on, everyone!

Against each other!

Come on, fight!

Hit! I hit you!

You have to learn to fight.

Like this...

Tonya!

- What happened?

- Come with me!

Help me!

That's not necessary.

He's mine, mine forever...

Don't close the window.

Okay.

Slowly, slowly...

First row forward!

Second row forward!

We'll have beef.

- How do you know?

- I can smell it.

I've always had a good sense of smell.

It's good to have a well

developed sense of smell.

Comrade Commander,

I need to talk.

- What do you want?

- Can I talk to you in private?

Well, come on.

I met someone.

Help me out for one night, Leontiyevna...

Because...

we'll soon go to the front.

No.

Why not?

Don't you understand?

You're a woman, right?

No.

So that's the pecking order here?

Why can she leave?

Every night she escapes out of

the window to join the boys.

You should know what your subordinates do.

So you're a snitch?

Are you okay?

Get lost!

- Who is it?

- It's her!

Her?

Who did you visit?

I asked who did you visit?

No one.

Listen, officer!

With some friends I'll create a Military Committee.

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