Dneprovskiy rubezh Page #3

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Here is the operating room.

Very good.

Perfect condition.

- Zoja, you are very talented for surgery.

- I love it. I have always wanted to be a surgeon.

- Hippocrates said..

- War is the best school for surgeons. - Exactly.

That's all, Zojenjka.

Put crates with ammunition in another vehicle.

Come, soldiers, a little faster.

Combat report.

Young anti-tank defense battalion commanders,

made a mutual agreement

on socialist competition and pledged not

to miss even one fascist tank

on its defense sector.

Is this your idea?

I thought that the concept

of socialist competition

is forgotten during the Finnish campaign.

Foolishness.

Choose your words,

and explain what you mean.

You want me to explain?

Two officers are organizing the competition.

At the same battle.

Battle starts, lots of shooting,

one of them bravely lead battle,

and other thinks: it's important not

to lose the competition, I will later,

when the opponent is weak, go ahead

and win with fewer casualties.

The competition is more important than the orders..

It's nonsense, Comrade Zigunov.

- It's not nonsense, but good leadership.

Your thinking is, I think, devastating.

There shouldn't be any competition.

Orders of the commander is not subject

to discussion and should be done.

This applies to all of us.

Without exception.

- Where is Captain David?

- God knows.

Constantly attacking

the enemy vanguard.

Constantly.

Spread around! Take cover!

11. JULY 1941.

BOBRUJSK PATH, BUJNICH VILLAGE

Enemy attack on the entire front.

After an intense bombardment,

supported by artillery in the area

of the village Bujnich

the second line of defense Shadrina,

observers and reports that the

opponent infantry and tanks

regrouped and approaching

from the Bichovski direction.

What about the destruction of

bridgehead on the left side of the river?

Kirile Jurjevichu relax a little,

Zoja and I will finish that.

- The hardest part is done.

- I'll take a nap.

Wake me after 30 minutes.

Or immediately if something is urgent.

Don't worry, Kirile Jurjevichu.

I dreamed a nice dream.

When I woke up, I wanted

to remain in a dream.

It seemed like Serjozha was watching me.

I looked out the window, and there he is..

standing, smiles at me.

I ran out, no one is there.

He remembers me.

Let me tell you my dream.

I dance at a ball.

Pretty couples around me.

Don't say with who, with him?

Faster, soldiers, faster!

On the line!

Faster, guys!

Quick! Give me a missile!

- Missile, missile!

- Load it.

One more!

Quick!

Sasha! Sanjok, Sanjok,

look at me..

- Zojka, rest a bit, take a fresh air,

breathe. - I'm fine, chloroform..

- Ana, help her. - What's wrong?

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