Chords obscurantism. Volume two. Vasily Varga
a reception on this issue, “said Ivan Ivanovich, looking with evil eyes at Vatsetis. “In the meantime, I’m against it.
– Against? “Your son could have been in command of a platoon.” But you’re against it. Vatzetis said coldly, and pulled the Browning from its holster.
– Are you going to shoot?” “what is it?” the son asked.
“You can,” Vatzetis said, and pulled the trigger. A shot rang out, and the glass on the chandelier rattled and fell to the floor. Dima’s younger brother Volodya screamed and ran to his mother, putting his head in her skirt.
– Why aren’t you going?” Where’s your duffel bag?
– I don’t steal anything.” Served.
– So it’s the Soviet government that invites you, isn’t it clear? Skaya, take your grandfather away.
Skaya got up from his seat, went to Dima’s father Ivan Ivanovich, put the muzzle to his temple and pulled the trigger. Blood gushed out in a fountain, and Ivan Ivanovich fell asleep, having managed to jump with one leg.
“Married?” Vatzetis asked.
“A week ago.
“Do you love your wife?”
“Of course.
– And if we waste it?” Skye, take it. You can fuck her and then shoot her.
Luda wrapped her arms around her husband below the waist.
– — Only together.
“It won’t work together,” Vatzetis said. We’ll shoot them all first, and then him.
– Dima, come on. You will save us all-my parents and your parents, “said the wife.
“Wait,” said Dima. “My father sponsored the revolution for years, and you killed him. This looks like the act of bandits, but not revolutionaries.
“An error occurred. I should have told you earlier. Skaya, finish this old, as his, and Luneva, so as not to offend was.
Luda’s father was also shot in the back of the head and then died.
“Five minutes to get ready, Korolev.
Dima quickly gathered himself, kissed his wife and mother-in-law, and stood at the table in front of Vatsetis.
“I’m ready.”
Vatsetis blinked at Skye, and he with Endianism, the future commander of the red army went to the Assembly point.
Skaya grabbed Luda by the hair, put the muzzle to his temple and said:
– If you kick, you’ll go after your father.”
He tore off her clothes and untied the belt on her trousers. Everything happened in front of my mother. When it was over, Luda began to put the jacket on her shoulders, turning away from the rapist. Skye reloaded the gun, held it to the back of his head, and pulled the trigger. Luda lay face down, turning her head slightly. A trickle of blood ran from his mouth to the floor, forming a small red stain on the carpet.
“Permission to pray,” Skaya said, lighting a cigarette.
“God have mercy on us!” the condemned men began to sing in a harmonious and beautiful voice, as if they were all serving in a Church choir.
Skye listened, laughed, and started firing. All died instantly, without suffering, and only cornflower received a bullet below the waist, in the thigh.
Petya, the groom, took him to his shack, went out and made him a Gopnik. Vasilek grew up, joined the Komsomol, and then the party and became a red Commissar. This was already when bozhenka gave his soul to the devil, having lain in the Mausoleum for almost ten years. Whether he met Korolyov’s son-in-law, the red commander, who was married to his sister, he never knew. Dmitry Ivanovich himself put on the greatcoat of a red army soldier and joined the army of Bronstein.
Once, when Bronstein got angry, all the red army men were lined up in one long line. The result was a line of half a kilometer. The red commander took out a pistol, and a box of cartridges was presented to him by the red army soldier Bosyakus.
“Comrades of the red army! To restore order and discipline, as well as to raise the revolutionary spirit, now every tenth red army soldier will be shot by me. The rest will receive incentives and monetary moral compensation. Hurray!
The soldiers did not support this” hurrah”. No one knew who would be the tenth. It all started on the left flank. There was an attempt to count, but the soldiers, being terrified, were confused in the calculation, each, silently, waiting for a bullet in the chest.
The first three people tried to say something like: long live the great Lenin, but the last word was lost in the sound of a gunshot.
Dima did not stand in the ranks, but he remembered the picture of innocent people being shot for the rest of his life.
He disappeared that night. It took ten days to find myself in the Crimea, where the Russian intelligentsia and not only it, tried to get on barges, on ships and go to other countries, mainly to France.
At this time, a red fury, called The demon in a skirt, was rampaging in the Crimea. As the great daughter of the Russian people, in all school textbooks, with the name of the streets of her filthy name entered as a Countryman. Her real Jewish name is Zalkind. The Jew Lenin found her, and when he found her, he was overjoyed, instructed her in the spirit of the Torah, and sent her to the Crimea in pursuit of the intelligentsia.
The sadistic Zalkind did not just shoot people at night, even in the infirmaries, but first hung them upside down on lampposts, pulled down the trousers from the hanging victim and cut out the genitals with a sickle. This is one of the methods of killing. There were many such methods. They could have tied a stone to a living victim’s neck and lowered it headfirst into the sea. Lenin, when he learned of her methods, was overjoyed and awarded her the Order of the red banner. And this zhidovka is buried on red square in Moscow, in the Kremlin wall. We’ll get back to it.
And Dima Korolev was lucky. He boarded a ship and found himself in France. But what happened to his wife Lyudmila Lunina, his mother, brother and sisters, could not be found out.
This is how the Russian intelligentsia paid for what they wanted to do for the people, and maybe for the authorities. We cannot ask Dobrolyubov and Chernyshevsky what they lacked, why they called Russia to the axe? The power was seized by a man who justly said:
– The Russian intelligentsia is shit.
And destroyed it.
4
By the end of 1917, Lenin noticed that the total number of Latvian Riflemen had reached 39,000, and this was a separate Latvian rifle division. The vast majority of its fighters in the past were workers or farmhands, did not have a penny to their name, but dreamed of a “bright future”. And he, Lenin, was simply obsessed with this bright future. It was impossible to miss this opportunity, the possibility of attracting revolutionary divisions. Success will be complete.
“As for the Latvian Riflemen, they are the ones who corrupted the Russian army and are now leading it,” General Lukirsky, chief of staff of the Northern front, reported to General Dukhonin in the autumn of 1917.
In the days of the October revolution, the Latvian regiments did not allow troops loyal to the government to be sent from the Northern front to Petrograd. The Latvian regiments were the first and almost entirely to go over to the side of the Bolsheviks. Hatred of Russia United and immediately cemented the Bolsheviks and Latvians. The Russian army, ideologically destroyed by the Bolsheviks, could not resist this force. Even the Bolsheviks realized this when they began to form the Red army, adding soldiers and officers of the tsarist army.
A few days after the coup, one of the Latvian regiments, whose