My grandfather, Klimov, Yuri (1922-2002) , left three volumes of memoirs about his life. In total, probably about 1000 pages A4. Plus lots of photos. Memories of my great-grandfather (my father's grandfather) - Klimov Vasilii Mikhailovich (1891-1978) - here .
All published parts: 1-I ; 2-I ; third ; 4-I ; 5-I ; 6-I ; 7-I ; 8-I ; 9 -I ; 10-I ; 11-I ; 12-I ; 13th ; 14-I ; 15-I ; 16-I ; 17-I ; 18-I ; 19-I ; 20-I; 21-I ; 22-I ; 23rd ; 24-I ;
Finally came the turn for me. Morning ordered the construction of the building and walked along the old colonel, accompanied by a slender 3-lieutenants. Starting from the head down, he would ask what is sick and so many disables and ordered to stand in a different order, five steps ahead. As they passed me He asked me what I have told to stand in another system. Nobody knew where and what people are selected. The new ranks were mostly young people who have had arms and legs intact. So I got a new team of 120 people. Order came: after dinner, the construction of a marching column of all things.
in a reserve regiment, the Fensterovo, basic structure consisted of people call again, all were dressed in civilian clothes. However, here came and the Warriors after the hospital and from other parts. They are easily distinguished by the uniform. Because of the spring thaw rears behind, shipping products and, especially, new uniforms - was delayed.
Lined up in the platoon, our convoy moved off again under the command of lieutenants. At the first halt, it became known that we [Volume 1, page 160] had to to march the length of about forty miles. The final point was called the station ROazdelnaya, which was supposed to go late at night.
This was the way to the broken ground shosseyke, which is an expensive rapid onset of mechanized cavalry group of general Pliyev in the first days of April. This required him to Odessa because of the fierce battles for the city was not. In the spring, in deep mud, when she could not go no equipment, troopers from the Don Kuban and managed a bold maneuver to get behind enemy lines and the move to capture the junction station split, cut Odessa, once in the rear of the German group, forcing them to flee from Odessa without resistance.
Our column stretched. Commanders now and then ordered to pull himself up, interspersing orders selective Russian abuse. Everywhere on the way there were traces of fierce fighting, lay shattered German machinery, cars, wagons, dead horses. Near the small village of local boys were playing on the German tank "Ferdinand, who was standing near the road, with my legs gun barrel. like a thick log. In another village there were two abandoned German newcomers howitzer with a broad muzzle brake. We were young, all were interested and we are not worse than the rural boys, climbed onto the tank and rotated the steering wheels guns. I remember that on a short halt, I saw a few horse-drawn wagons, German, thrown into the side of the road and went to see chtov they have. [Volume 1, page 161] It was found that they were loaded with horse hoofs and nails. Horseshoes were ogromnve, with spikes, calculated on the German heavy trucks, which were slow and sounded like elephants. There also were scattered everywhere forged nails for shoeing horses ... Returning to the constructed column, I received a scolding from platoon commander for the AWOL. He immediately razyasnil that "repent" without the need may end badly - you can run into a minefield.
the evening seemed to canvas the railway station but not yet in sight. On an open field with stubble, mowed last year wheat, we saw traces of a recent the tragedy here three days ago: among the craters of mines and shells were scattered Russian soldiers haversack, punched pots, torn shoes, hats with earflaps with asterisks ... The corpses of Soviet soldiers were removed and taken away, but some parts of the human body, blood-stained coat still lay not cleaned ... Heavy and depressing picture. We watched in silence and tried to understand how and where they followed a terrible blow.
It was clear when they came out on the track rail road. In the bush and on the mound lay piles of German shells fired ... Apparently our soldiers ran into an ambush set by the Germans. Gauge of railway Odessa-split was destroyed by the retreating enemy. Rails are all blown up, and ties are broken in half by some device to hookup to the engine.
It was dark, and the Split station is still not clear. People are tired and toppled to the ground as soon as a team camp for 5 minutes. How hard is it to climb ... legs as if filled with [Volume 1, page 162] lead, I have ... The command "lift" and here again we whip forward ...
The split came to the station late at night. In the darkness could be seen dilapidated station building, on the ways the mass of wagons. Our part of the headquarters was located on the southern outskirts of the village station, called "Sloboda". They were rustic adobe houses with household outbuildings and gardens. All those who joined up as I could and fell asleep like the dead sleep until the morning. On the morning of newcomers have built separately and distributed into companies and platoons. Totzhe Colonel who we chose to spare Regiment, reported that we now yavlyaemya privates 88 separate working battalion, part of the 5-Second Shock Army 3rd Ukrainian Front. Name This lieutenant was black. He also introduced us to his deputy for political affairs - Major infantry. We have announced that from today, we must do boyvoy and drill schooling, study mat.chast small arms, to study the statutes of guard duty, etc. Clothing obtain one of these days when it will be received at an army warehouse, weapons - too. And yet today - bath day for all, cut and honey. inspection, work orders. I was enrolled in the first Platoon 2-th company. Of the older soldiers in the company were about 10, not more. And where are the rest? It turns out they are somewhere on the road. Before the split they were stationed on the Don, it seems in Barvenkovskom or Kalach was shifted here and now, blyazhe to the front. the old man learned that our main job is to unloading-loading works on the railway stations, trains unloaded with ammunition and load them spetsukuporkoy fired artillery casings, etc.
[that 1, page 163] the feast on May 1. In Major Infantry, which was, as I said, the deputy. polit. Our battalion had a lot of hassle about it. Upon learning that I am a former Institute student, he invited me to prepare, together with his orderly Buryakov festive wall newspaper. Buriak was kid 14-15 years old and was considered "a son Regiment. Dressed in form Krasnoarmeyskoye uniform, he is everywhere, "poking your nose," was among the newcomers, read a summary of the Soviet Information Bureau, gave the central newspaper. We started with him for making the newspaper. I - for decoration, and he - to collect the note in the units. I remember as a political officer criticized my drawings for the fact that a German tank with a swastika does not look padded. I had to re-draw in paint. This time he liked my work. Tank was depicted with a break gun aboard a huge gaping hole and slid to a caterpillar rollers. Our tanks belched fire and rushed forward.
numbers on April 26, we once again drove through the bath and equip a new form of cotton. eminent English shoes, and winding old gray uniforms with patches. It was evident that coats were in combat, but were issued after cleaning. We knew that the death toll in the fighting are buried in mass graves without their coats, they still must serve, now others ...
We sruzu become unrecognizable. Caps were sitting right on our cropped head. True krasnoarmeskih stars was not and could not get them. The trouble this fixable: stars had to be made from tin and sewing thread to his cap. The first of May in the location of the team arrived, which were deep in the rear now: with Don, Rostov and Donetsk regions. Some were told that they had worked in mills for the army, others in farms for the army, but mainly engaged in shipping goods by rail.
[Volume 1, page 164] When Odessa outfit they became significantly differentiated special temperament, unique to this southern city. Major Infantry still I play the role of politinformatora, daily summary report from the front, producing military leaves.
After the holidays yellow. travel troops restored the railway and the station split began arriving trains, which were unloaded by our battalion.
Germans hurriedly running away, left all over (70km) route between Odessa and separate a large number of wagons loaded with different assets, and techniques. At the station, even split there were two German trains, train loaded with tanks.
In our battalion in Split were stationed cavalry division gene. Pliyev. Now they have left us, going to another section of the front. Front stabilized on the Dniester River. Tiraspol was a frontline town. The front was not far away, which some 12-15 km and is well tapped cannonade.
In May the battalion headquarters relocated in the German village of Baden, which is located on the banks of the Dniester estuary. Residents were not there. Apparently, they went west with the German troops. At 2k from Baden, was yellow. dor. Kuchurgan station, on a segment of the road linking st.Razdelnuyu with Tiraspol, and then to Chisinau.
Our 1 st platoon of the 2 nd company posted in an open field for the railroad to protect the chemical warehouse. Under the warehouse premises were used, abandoned by the Germans, along with a store of ammunition, fenced with barbed wire. Battalion staff workers are needed in a simple writing paper. To get the paper, but it could get only in Odessa, they began to search among the citizens of Odessa willing to perform this operation. [Volume 1, page 165] Naturally, this operation is not credited and I had to show own wit and lightness. Since the paper was needed and I am fighting for the wall newspapers and leaflets, I agreed to go on a mission to city. I was unspeakably happy again pobyvatv Odessa, to see Olga and her parents learn the news. I agreed, but did not know how and what I will be able find a writing paper.
squad, in which I served was born in Krasnoyarsk, was wounded at Stalingrad and was left without a right foot (toes), rose to the rank of sergeant. Called his bones. Name, unfortunately, he forgot. We became friends, as it happens only at the front. By sending me to the city he gave me his coat, which was new and had petlyatsy and epaulettes st.serzhanta. Overcoat was needed for a style - rode into town to a favorite .... Shoulder straps had to change the situation. Now, after years of living, I realized how much it was risky on my part, I get caught by a patrol check.
Going to the railway crossing st.Kuchergan, where the highway Odessa-Tiraspol crossed the road, I became zhdyat a passing car at Odessa. At this point, the improved highway crosses the yellow. the way to the high embankment. On the sidelines stood still our Soviet tank, American-made, padded to the fighting in early April, but was not sent to the rear for repairs. Seems it was a "Valentine" or "Mrs.". I climbed on him and the first Studebaker on my signal stopped. The driver, thinking that I tanker, sat me in his cab. The car went to Odessa and 3 hours later I was in town on Moldavanka.
At Kulikovo field, I pinned epaulettes st.serzhanta, but I thought that I was soon to be as such, tore two stripes and the house became corporal.
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