My grandfather, Klimov, Yuri (1922-2002) , left three volumes of memoirs about his life. In total, probably about 1000 A4 pages. Plus lots of photos. Memories 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 ; 25 - I ; 26-I; 27-I
[Volume 1, page 189]
Liberation of Europe
Meanwhile, Iasi-Kishinev operation of troops 2 and 3 Ukrainian fronts developed rapidly. Our troops crossed the Danube rushed through Romania and Bulgaria, Hungary and came to the border of Yugoslavia, and were fighting for the liberation of Budapest.
Lying in the infirmary, I saw a battalion of 88 ORB is preparing to march. Faced a relocation to a new location. Basic structure was to march on foot to walk about 200 km in Romania. I must was a move in the business company, in the equestrian stuff.
before the departure, the platoon commander t.Zhitovoz, put me on the sled parokonnoy cart in Tiraspol on an army depot in obtaining property for the battalion. On the road, which runs along the former fortified zone along the Dniester, time and again come across pillboxes, wrecked our border guards back in 1941 when they had to leave under the onslaught of the enemy.
in stock in Tiraspol, I traded my rifle for a new sniper rifle. Sergeant, who let go of us put the number of weapons for a long time did not agree to a sniper rifle, but after how I gave away its entire stock of tobacco, agreed. My dream is to have a sniper rifle has come true at last. Love to arms for me since childhood., Since that time as we Petukhovo hunted ducks and deer. Have a good gun for a hunter it - everything. Each boasted to one another precise and sharp fight of his rifle. This is often pumped [Volume 1, page 190] that were shot in the air, tossed their caps, and hats. We could be recognized by bullet headgear.
Battalion built a parade ground in the schoolyard Middle Farm. Companies have formed a square in the center of which stood the commander of the Black and his deputy Infantry. Announced order on the motion, explained the procedure of transition and the column moved off.
administrative company up the rear pillar. Thus last week, passing Kaushany, Book, Comrat and Belgrade, we finally got to the city of Reni, and the bank of the Danube. However, we were soon transferred to the city of Galati, where were stationed in the area of the river port. Day and night, working in three shifts, loaded barges and river boats of ammunition, food and other goods for the front, which had to be unloaded of rail cars, as European track did not allow the use of Soviet vehicles.
Galatz - a small Romanian town on the Danube, clean and comfortable. He remembered me because only then and there I knew we failed assassination attempt on Hitler. As we were sorry it was not possible uhlopnut it. Believed that in the event of his death - the war will end.
Command Battalion, knowing that I was a little talking in Romanian, freed me from the unloading-loading works in the port and gave some orders in the city. I remember that along with the squad leader, Sgt Komarov (he was from the Vladimir region, a teacher High School in g.Kovrov), we went to the store to buy a Soviet flag, a silk cloth which was a picture of a hammer and sickle. Struck by the abundance of goods of textile, wool, silk and cotton manuvaktury, and most importantly, how to react quickly to the hucksters [Volume 1, page 191] the increased demand for various goods by the Russian army in its tastes. So these Soviet flags were in use. Bought a "Kuban cap - a cap, which were in demand by all horsemen, yes and in general all those who came here from the Don and Kuban and the Caucasus. In Galati took the picture - starred in "Kuban cap" with a sniper rifle and sent it to Petukhovo parents.
abundance of manufactured goods and products, and fruits we simply amazed. Where does it in such a difficult time of war. True, and their price was Romanian Leu is very expensive for ordinary people, but everything is there. Soviet money was in vogue. They were received in all Payments cost 100 lei - 10 rubles. If in Tiraspol, a week ago, Krynka milk cost 80 rubles and a loaf of bread, 120 - 130 rubles, now these same products to the Soviet money worth no more than one ruble! Of course, all who had the ruble immediately let them turn. We bought sausages, bacon, fruit, wine. Bought clothes and shoes, materials of wool and silk to send them home.
By the end of our stay - all of the shops have disappeared. Prices inflated to astronomical orders. In Galati, the first two weeks, I was asked to organize the delivery of bread from a local bakery. To do this, I had to take them to the flour on a certain weight, but instead bring baked bread. But what it was a wonderful bread! Little palenitsa weighing 400 grams. [Volume 1, page 192] It is eaten by our soldiers in one sitting!
did not go without the "international" conflict with owners of private bakeries. The fact that our meal was poor quality, wheels, sometimes rye, sometimes - barley. Full sun to Soviet norms relied 100% on the weight of flour, ie in two more than the weight of flour. The owner argued that it is impossible that it is - theft. Our meal, he could not be used for baking bread, apparently, technology and equipment is not allowed to do so. But the authority - has the power, and even military, and even ideologically denies private capital. He therefore thought it prudent not to contradict me and continue to issue the norms palenits wonderful!
Another event keeps my memory is associated with being in Galati.
Once, I was urgently invited to the headquarters as a translator. At the headquarters, with tears in глазах и что-то пытаясь рассказать дежурному по караульной службе сидели мужчина и женщина пожилого возраста. Общими усилиями и моей помощью было понято, they complain of nighttime burglary of their little shops by Soviet soldiers. The duty of the guard, me and the two fighters went to the scene. Their small shop was located on the first floor of a two-story house at the end of the street, not far from the headquarters in the area of our location and quartering, patrolling our patrols. The owners lived on the second floor above his shop. Their shop was nebolshoy and traded exclusively bakalynym commodity wine.
shop worn traces of the massacre. Salt, cereals and others were scattered on the floor. Owners do not have a lot of slander, but said that trading was difficult to empty. "Tovarischuly" threatening them with weapons, took a half dozen boxes of [volume 1, page 193], marmalade, and a couple of boxes of wine. They said it was possible to understand that the soldiers were in the form of tankers - Overalls and helmets tankistskie. Headed to a young officer in a green coat. I'm right there on the floor, found a severed button with a star and a broken gamy. Apparently broke some button (it was plastic), when they loaded the boxes. It was not difficult to guess that it was done by tankers, which were already second day, waiting for transport to unload their tanks on the yellow. dor. train on a narrow European track. Patrol even knew, or rather saw the night tankers entered the house on our street. In short, they were taken "tepid" at our headquarters and committed the interrogation. The young lieutenant on his coat did not have enough buttons. Held a darling of her on a string. Three tankers were hanging their heads. In the beginning, they are completely denied their involvement, but later, after the presentation buttons and identification of the owner of the store admitted to the crime. But we are not prosecutors. Owners sent, saying that "looters" would be punished. Children repented and begged them to let go. Go to the front, and that still lies ahead - is unknown. Decided to let go, but to report their commanding echelon.
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