Because of this battlefield, she almost lost everything, but because of the war, her life became completely different!
Natasha Petrovna Speroskina.
If there had been no war, she would have returned to work on her farm when she graduated from the tenth grade.
As a rare "high-level intellectual" in the farm, her future life will not be bad.
The farm even raised funds for her to study at the Minsk Agricultural College. After completing her studies, she became one of the most popular agricultural technicians in Gomel Oblast!
Today, the farm has been reduced to scorched earth under the iron heel of the German army.
The location of the farm was on the German offensive route in 1941. The German army naturally wiped out all the villagers who were supporters of the Soviet army. Only two children survived in the entire collective farm.
Are there no miracles amid disasters?
Both children survived.
After young Natasha overcame her fear, she volunteered to join the guerrillas, firstly for revenge and secondly out of gratitude.
She almost lost everything and had little care during the battle. She frequently shuttled through fierce battlefields or lurked in the fallen leaves waiting for opportunistic actions.
403 enemies were killed, and at least 200 others were injured.
She has achieved amazing results. The army is fair and will not treat her differently because of her young age.
She became a hero of Belarus, a hero of the Soviet Union, and a new propaganda target that the propaganda department loved to see.
But behind the honor, her young body is also covered with scars.
But she still lives tenaciously, right?
After fourteen months of guerrilla life and a lot of honors, she finally arrived in Moscow, the sacred capital protected by the air defense network, stood in the Kremlin surrounded by tall red walls, and even stood in front of Supreme Leader Stalin.
before.
Natasha, a new chapter in her life begins in Perm, a military town in the Ural region!
On September 6, a passenger train full of Moscow citizens stopped in the military town of Perm.
"My dear, we have finally arrived at our destination. Take your personal luggage and we are ready to get off."
The speaker's surname is Sergeyev. He is very young, and the Lenin Komsomol badge on his collar proves his identity.
"Okay, I don't have much luggage, so I hope you can take good care of it."
With that said, she carried the heavy linen bag on her back and walked out of the luxury carriage holding the handle.
The same is true for Natasha today. Since her military career has been suspended, the most suitable thing for her now is the uniform of the Lenin Komsomol and a very important badge.
Really, the military career is really just on pause!
Just a few days ago, she saw the Supreme Leader Stalin.
For Natasha, she did not think Stalin was a terrible person. Instead, she felt very comfortable because of the old man's charming double-lidded eyes.
Yes, the young Stalin was a very handsome man, and his indomitable spirit in resisting the Tsar was admired by countless progressive women.
However, Natasha often ignored her own beauty. Besides, when she met Stalin, she was dressed up by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Her golden braids tied behind her head and her big emerald-green eyes immediately aroused Stalin's longing for his late wife.
In the Kremlin, Natasha gained a lot, especially her new military rank of major.
She is only seventeen years old! Although she is ill-fated, she is only seventeen years old!
Natasha is not stupid, she understands that the leader, as the highest military commander, has the right to award himself a title.
The leader is definitely not showing off his power by doing this. He has a bigger plan.
A underage girl who lost her parents in the war turned out to be the most enemy-killing hero in the entire army. For such a hero, no amount of praise is too high.
Happiness came so suddenly that Natasha couldn't adapt to it for a while.
In fact, as early as three months ago, another legendary heroine Pavlyuchenko had been awarded the rank of major.
Although there is no inscription stipulation, there are cases before it, and Stalin's decision was immediately unanimously approved by the People's Commissar of Defense.
However, although she is a major, Natasha only enjoys the treatment of a major officer and has no military rights at all.
In peacetime, the major's allowance alone would be as high as 3,000 rubles. Although the allowance is similar now, prices have soared and supplies are tight, making it extremely difficult to buy in-demand goods in state-owned stores.
She does not have to worry about her living expenses. As a hero of the Soviet Union, the organization has taken care of everything for her.
Finally, she stood on the peaceful land of Perm with a new identity.
Unexpectedly, an unpleasant smell rushed into her small and tall nose.
"What's going on here?" She asked young Sergeyev, gently covering her nose.
"It's nothing, they are burning coal to make steel. Did you know that many tanks come off the production line from here, and there is an amazing output every day."
"Well, it reminds me of the arsenal in the swamp. Where should we go next?"
"We have to go to the Communist Youth League office building in the city first, and we will hand over the work, and you will have to listen to their arrangements from now on."
"What about tonight? Also sleep in the branch's guest house?"
Sergeyev shook his head slightly: "Maybe not. I think they can send you to the No. 1 Middle School this evening. Fortunately, you arrived not too late. After studying for the last school year, you will
Going to college is what you want."
"I'm going to college. I want to get in by myself. I don't need any special treatment. I think I can!" Natasha puffed up her proud chest and took a deep breath of the dirty air, "Ah, middle school life.
!One year, I...I really can’t imagine it.”
"Then try to adapt to it. Listen, dear, you are out of the war zone, although you were still fighting a month ago. Now you can forget all that for the time being, study with peace of mind, and enjoy the hard-won peace."
"Yes, I will."
The journey from Moscow to Perm is not long. During the boring time during the journey, Natasha and I would like to chat with some young comrades of the Communist Youth League.
Everyone is very curious about each other. Of course, the smart Sergeyev is eager to go to the battlefield and perform meritorious service. He also knows the cruelty of war.
Natasha is a living example of a hero. During a long conversation with her, Sergeyev realized a terrifying reality.
Many times, death in battle is inevitable, and the soldiers who survive do not pretend to be dead or run away.
When the battle reaches a certain level, unless all enemies are killed, the survivors of your own side are truly safe.
Survival depends largely on luck. And most of the brave soldiers who fight with passion and fight to the death truly died heroically.
Sergeyev and his three associates heard the words that almost persuaded them to quit. What these people knew were mainly the real details known by those who witnessed the "Battle of Gomel", and this kind of details is often ignored.
dropped.
In war, grassroots soldiers are the promoters of the battle, the most ignored people, and the ones who pay the greatest sacrifice.
The blind command of the decision-maker will eventually lead to massive casualties of the soldiers, and the soldiers must obey.
She must have experienced too many battles. From the younger Speroskina, several people felt that she was a city far beyond her years. Under her beautiful appearance, there was actually an intellectual beauty.
The beauty seemed to be only her face, but when the girl rolled up her sleeves, what Sergeyev and the guys saw were multiple healed scars.
One of the narrow scratches on his left arm was actually caused by a bullet.
If she had just moved her body one centimeter to the left, her entire left arm would have been broken!
Is she lucky or unlucky?
Even after getting off the train, Sergeyev walked behind the girl and looked at her standard military posture and couldn't help but think about it!
This Soviet hero, behind her heroic identity, were many brushes with death.
Suddenly, he heard another jingle from the linen bag the girl was carrying.
"Natasha, what other metals are you carrying in your bag?"
"Oh, I forgot." Natasha looked back and said, "I should show you in the car. They are all my medals. By the way, do you want to see that one? The big gold star?"
"No!" Sergeyev hurriedly took two steps, "My dear, this is Natasha, I think you should keep a low profile as much as possible. Believe me, you will soon get tired of the feeling of being in the spotlight, and then you have to face endless
No more noise.”
"Thank you. I understand what you mean. My most beloved uncle has always told me to be low-key."
Here, the so-called "most beloved uncle" is another legendary hero Belekov. Due to limited publicity, Sergeyev only knew that he was a guerrilla warfare expert who was good at winning battles. Now he understands that he is a guerrilla warfare expert who is better than himself.
Belekov, who is a few years older, is truly a hero!
"Yes, it's a good thing to be low-key. So when you get to middle school, your first identity is a student, and secondly you are a member of the Lenin Communist Youth League. Maybe you can't take the initiative to announce your identity as a soldier."
"Your advice is right. Just like our arrival today, our external image is the same now. We are all members of the Lenin Communist Youth League."
"It's not the same." Sergeyev shrugged, "Let's go, after we leave the train station, the car to pick us up is already waiting."
The city of Perm is the gateway to Siberia. To the east of the city is the Ural Mountains that stretches for thousands of kilometers. If you continue eastward along the railway, a bus can reach Yekaterinburg in only six hours at the fastest.
This is a very important military industrial production town for the Soviet Union. A large number of political prisoners are also detained here, and a large number of scientific workers work here.
The Ural Branch of the Soviet Academy of Sciences and a considerable number of scientific research institutions are located in the city. With the outbreak of the war, a large number of scientific talents working in Moscow also moved here to continue working.
Natasha's knowledge of this city was extremely limited, and she had no idea why the leader would arrange for her to spend the next year here.
She even didn't understand why her brother was sent to Kuibyshev. Maybe it was just because the living conditions in the capital were better during the war.
Natasha never asked much about these things, everything was arranged by her superiors. Now, she and her brother must live a peaceful and stable life, so what else is there to worry about?
I just feel a little empty in my heart, because my younger brother is my last blood relative in this world.
This is fate, and people can only adapt to it. It is extremely difficult to change it on your own.
In fact, Natasha simply did not ask any more questions. If she had inquired further, she would have learned that the children of some senior officers who died in battle had their upbringing entirely under the Alliance's responsibility. Based on the tradition left over from the Tsarist Russia, the children of those who died in battle were
Senior military officers, their children are trained by the country, and their future sons will inherit their father's legacy.
Natasha is the new hero, so her brother will naturally be trained by the country.
A group of high-level martyrs were sent to the Kuibyshev Children's Military Academy on the banks of the Volga River. In fact, for the young Kostya, if he wanted, he could continue to receive officer education. As he grew older, he was successfully promoted to the Youth Military Academy, and then
It is a senior military academy, the so-called university.
Twenty days later, Yang Mingzhi's military column passed by this city, but he did not know that Natasha, who had been trained by himself, was actually studying in this city.
What will happen in the future?
Natasha didn't think much about it, and for a while she forced herself to accept the reality.
Although Moscow is a huge city, the city of Perm that we see now is also very large. Natasha is indeed a country girl. When she started living in Mozyr Middle School in seventh grade, she has become accustomed to the city.
Lived.
There are multiple middle schools in Perm, and the number one is number one. Maybe the teaching quality of this middle school is higher.
With the anxiety of the unknown, Natasha got into the long-awaited car and chatted a few more words with the person who took her there. While Sergeyev and others stuffed all the girl's luggage into the trunk of the car.
Three cars formed a small convoy and left the train station square and went straight to the office building of the Lenin Communist Youth League branch in the city.
"This is it, Comrade Speroskina, you have to report here first." A cadre named Ivanov said.
"Well. I got off the car, you have to take all my luggage with me."
"Your luggage? Oh, for that matter, your luggage can always be left in the car."
"This...this is not good."
"It seems that you are worried about your valuables? You reminded me that some of your valuables should be temporarily handed over to the organization for safekeeping."
Natasha, her current belongings are just a few bags of luggage. They are mainly new clothes provided by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and some hygiene products, especially women's products. In addition, there are also some daily necessities, such as cups and spoons.
and other equipment.
Among them, the most critical ones are those medals.
The so-called valuables of the responder, a Leninist Youth League cadre named Ivanov, were these medals.
"This is an order." Ivanov said, "Please follow me. The first secretary of the branch is already waiting for you."
An order? Asking them to save the medal is also an order?
How could Natasha be happy? Those medals were obtained by her own life. Although her original purpose of carrying a gun and fighting in the war was revenge, these medals were the best proof that she had fought, and they were also the strength to survive.
What about motivation?
She kept quiet, which was calm and beautiful.
She carried her linen bag and walked up the stairs with her head held high.
She is already beautiful, and her confident demeanor enhances this beauty.
Soon, the beautiful Natasha stood in a room covered with parquet carpets. Standing face to face was Dokturov, the young first secretary of the Lenin Komsomol branch in Perm.