Struggle in Soviet Russia

Outskirts of Lviv, Winnicky.

In a two-story residential house that had just been left unused, An Lina was standing in front of a large mirror that was more than one person tall in the bedroom, humming an unknown tune, while tidying up her white tights.

The shirt looked a little tight, especially the part on her chest, which was pushed up high by her quite large breasts, so that a button was about to fall off. However, Anrina doesn't mind. She really likes this outfit specially sent by Varenka today. To be precise, it is a military uniform belonging to a female soldier of the People's Committee of the Interior. An Lina can swear that since she was a child, she has envied those brave female soldiers, but she never thought that one day she would be able to wear military uniforms.

Outside the hidden bedroom door, the mother's grumble complaints and the father's dissatisfied curses came from time to time. What my mother said was that the owner of this house was too sloppy, and everything was so dirty, otherwise, she wouldn't be so troublesome to clean up. Father was cursing the Poles who had attacked the town's supply station last night, saying that those guys who dared to be hostile to the Soviet power should all be hanged.

In fact, it's really interesting when you think about it. In Anrina’s impression, her mother is not a person who likes to be clean. When she was in Shepchenkovo, although she was not a lazy person, she did not like to do the odd housework, what she likes most. , Is hiding in the sun under the eaves.

As for his father, he likes to curse behind others as always, but the object of his curse at that time was the civilian police and border guard soldiers. He always hoped that the guerrillas could attack Shepchenkovo ​​and take all the people in uniform. Are all hanged.

Now, as their family left Shepchenkovo ​​and came to Lviv; as they had a double-storey house with six rooms here; as the father and mother in the Demir shareholding system The sugar factory got their own jobs, and the couple, who had lived in exile for nearly half their lives, seemed to have changed their minds overnight. When they cleaned the living room, one of the first things they did was to paste the portraits of the leaders of Lenin and Stalin on the wall facing the door of the living room. In a very short period of time, they had forgotten the enmity of the past ten years, and at an unbelievable speed, they turned into a staunch supporter of the Soviets.

For Anrina, the life of the past month was like a dream. Victor, who once provided her with asylum and often helped her, suddenly left Shepchenkovo ​​without warning, and his original position was replaced. Just when Anrina was desperate and thought she was going to tragedy, Shepchenkovo ​​suddenly began to reorganize the original series of cases. The official statement was to rehabilitate some people who have been wronged.

In this way, Anrina's family became the first to be exempted from punishment. From now on, their family will no longer be prisoners, but become ordinary citizens, and they can choose to go to a collective farm to be a farmer.

A few days later, Anlena's father received a notice that he was considering his previous life experience, and now the organization is considering arranging a suitable job for him, but the place of work is in Lviv. Therefore, Xingxi's father accepted the job without hesitation, and brought his family here impatiently.

Everything seems normal. After all, they are not the only families who are rehabilitated. The people who have moved to Lviv to work are not just Anrina’s parents, but deep down, whether it is Anrina or hers. Parents, all know what's going on.

Now, Anrina has a job of her own. She has been assigned to the General Administration of Automobile Inspection in Lviv, ah, now called the General Administration of Traffic Soldiers, which is responsible for processing some files and documents.

Outside the open window, there was the sound of a car engine. From far and near, the sound seemed to go downstairs and then disappeared.

An Lina's heart suddenly hung up, she felt her breathing a little fast, and her face was slightly hot.

She looked at herself in the mirror. In the past month, she seemed to have gained a little more weight. The face of melon seeds has become plump, and her originally sunken and pale cheeks are now a bit fatter.

Suddenly he felt a little nervous, and he didn't know if that man would like him now.

In the living room, both the mother's rants and the father's curses disappeared suddenly. The two seemed to be humbly talking to others. Then, there was a clicking sound of leather boots stepping on the wooden floor, and the sound was getting closer and closer. , And finally got to his room.

It was Victor who came in from the outside. He didn't wear a military uniform today, but a casual dress. Entering Anrina's bedroom, he saw the woman standing in front of the mirror at a glance...Oh, in terms of age, according to the standards of later generations, this is actually a girl.

She was wearing a white lining, a blue skirt, her hair in a bun behind her head, but she did not wear a hat, and the ship-shaped military cap was still lying beside the bed not far behind her.

I haven't seen it for a while, this girl is no longer as skinny as before. A small pink face with the unique beauty of Belarusian beauty is enough to attract the attention of any man.

After closing the door, Victor walked towards Anrina without saying a word. As he walked, he tore the clothes on his body. To be honest, there was no so-called love in his heart for this girl, but there was some pity. Of course, more is desire, an almost deformed desire.

Just in front of the tall mirror wall, An Lina once again endured the almost ravaged assault of men. The uniform she liked so much became a prop to stimulate the wildness of men...

I don’t know how long it took, Anrina, who was lying on her back on the table, finally got through the torture. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man’s thick waist, and she stretched out her hand to enclose the man’s head against her chest, and her ears. Hearing his rapid gasp, he felt an inexplicable peace in his heart.

Coming out of Anrina's new home, Victor turned his head and glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs before getting into the car.

In the floor-to-ceiling window, the beautiful and refined girl was hiding by the window curtain, looking at him intently. When facing his line of sight, she raised her hand and waved, but she quickly retracted it.

Without waving goodbye to the girl, Victor got directly into the car and asked Valenka, who was in charge of driving, to start the car.

Victor knows very well that there will be no results between him and Anlena. This is a predestined thing, but it is impossible for him to sever contact with this girl now. No, not impossible, but He is unwilling. This is a kind of scumbag thinking, but Victor doesn't care. He has been reborn in such a **** world. He can't help himself in life and death. Does he still care about being a scumbag?

The jeep drove slowly on the streets of the town, not in the direction of Lviv city, but in the direction of Dalikia.

The car went out for a while, and drove on a dirt road almost five or six meters wide. This road was from Lviv to Ternopil. At this time, on this road, a road was worn by you in a tattered shirt. The crowd of men from across the country is slowly rolling eastward.

These guys are all Polish soldiers who fell into the hands of the Soviet Red Army. In the past two days, they set out from prison camps all over West Ukraine, gathered in Lviv, and then moved from Lviv to Kiev. According to the orders of superiors, a huge part of these guys will be sent to Stalino (Donetsk) and other places to become miners there.

Of course, compared to those officers, even ordinary ensigns, or even lower-ranking non-commissioned officers, the fate of these ordinary soldiers is much better, because those officers are being gathered according to the regions and come from the People’s Committee of the Interior. The order of the General Security Administration was to execute them all.

In the order issued by the State Security Administration, the reasons for doing so were mentioned: one is that the presence of these officers will make some people feel lucky to continue to promote the so-called Polish restoration movement. Another, this kind of large-scale executions was also aimed at revenge for the mass executions of Soviet prisoners of war in Poland from 1919 to 1920. The original sentence in the order was: Poles thought they had washed their blood. , But we have already printed the scar on our chest.

Why did Merkulov come to Lviv suddenly? He did not come to inspect any national security work. He came to Western Ukraine for only one purpose, and that was to supervise this execution.

Of course, the people who are about to be sent to the execution ground are not only military officers, but also some Polish landlords, intellectuals, social activists, and government officials, and there will be no trial of any kind for the execution of all these people. Bring these guys together, shoot them in batches, and then throw them into the pits they dug and bury them. This is the whole process of the entire removal plan.

In order to avoid panic, and at the same time, to avoid international condemnation, these executions must be kept strictly confidential. The person responsible for execution is not from the military, but from the security forces of the State Security Administration. Victor is the operation in the Lviv region. principal.

Sitting in the back seat of the jeep, Victor watched the unkempt Polish prisoners passing by. He could not see the slightest sympathy on his serious face. To be precise, he was not qualified to sympathize with anyone, because he was reborn. He was always standing on thin ice, and the disaster of extinction seemed to be somewhere in front, just waiting for him to take the next step.

Touched his pocket and took out half a pack of cigarettes...Look carefully, the pack of half packs of cigarettes turned out to be in German, and the cigarette rolled out by Victor is also very special. Its cut surface It was not round, but oval, as if it had been squashed. This was a cigarette issued by the German army.