1986: Tank on the West Berlin-Hannover highway

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1986: Tank on the West Berlin-Hannover highway
The photo is illustrative and has no direct relation to the narrative.


General Chechevatov on the line


At the rear command post of the 47th Guards tank In the autumn of 1986, a phone rang in the headquarters car of Lieutenant Colonel Fedorov of the Lower Dnieper Red Banner Order of Bohdan Khmelnitsky Division. Late that autumn evening, in the midst of command and staff exercises, General Viktor Chechevatov, commander of the 3rd Combined Arms Army in the Group of Soviet Forces in Germany, called the deputy commander of the division for technical matters. The connection was through classified equipment, so the army commander spoke slowly and clearly:



"Fedorov. This is Chechevatov. A tank fell off a bridge on the West Berlin-Hannover highway. Your task is to remove this tank before intensive traffic begins. Report personally on completion."

It was about ten o'clock in the evening. The repair battalion did not participate in the exercises. It remained in Hillersleben, the division's permanent base. Deputy Technician Fyodor Fyodorov organized the dispatch of three BTS-4s from the repair battalion to the point where the combat vehicle had fallen and headed there himself. There were no details at that time - neither the number of casualties, nor the extent of the damage to the tank and the road surface, nor the nature of the accident. The main thing was to get the combat vehicle off the autobahn before dawn.


The photo is illustrative and has no direct relation to the narrative.

We got to the accident site around midnight. The road bridge crossed a four-lane highway at a right angle, was cordoned off by GDR police and illuminated with flashing beacons. A T-64 that had fallen off the bridge lay on the asphalt across the highway, tracks up. The crew was alive and well and living nearby in a state of mild shock.

It should be noted that the tank was not simple. Each tank army in the GSVG had a separate tank regiment, or, in common parlance, a "suicide regiment." According to the organization chart, the regiment had more tanks than usual, but there was no repair company. There were no tractors. They were not needed. The regiment, which was on constant combat duty, was tasked with moving to a pre-designated line on alert and meeting advancing NATO troops. The tankers had to buy time for the full deployment of the rest of the army units. Of course, the regiment had little chance of survival.

During the described command and staff exercises in the autumn of 1986, the tank regiment of the 3rd Army was raised on alert by Army General Pyotr Lushev, commander of the GSVG. The "sixty-four" lying with its tracks up across the highway was precisely from this special regiment. Of course, the tank had a full complement of ammunition.

Changeling


The first thing they did was to unload the ammunition through the evacuation hatch in the bottom of the tank. This was the most dangerous part of the operation. It was not entirely clear what condition the automatic loading mechanism, shells, and warheads were in. It could have exploded all over the area, and then the whole world would have heard about the disaster. For now, it was an accident. Considering the height of the overpass of the German bridge, the crew was incredibly lucky. The T-64 weighed about forty tons and was not equipped with seat belts or airbags. Nevertheless, Lieutenant Colonel Fedorov did not find any critical injuries on any of the crew members. Everyone had bruises, and one even limped a little.

The tank was moving late at night in a column of combat vehicles raised on alert, and the driver-mechanic simply fell asleep at the controls. There was no doubt that the commander and gunner had been asleep from the very beginning. This saved the soldiers, mitigating the consequences of falling down with the turret. In about the same way, well-drunk heroes who fell from the second or third floor are limited to abrasions and bruises. In similar conditions, a sober citizen risks breaking his bones badly. Be that as it may, the crew and the repairmen who arrived took out the T-64's ammunition and piled it on the roadside lawn in about a couple of hours.

The tank was moving in the column with its gun facing the opposite direction, and when it fell off the bridge, it played a cruel joke on it. More precisely, not on it, but on a local burgher in a Trabant. Driving under the overpass at speed, the driver saw the forty-ton colossus collapse in front of him and managed to turn the steering wheel towards the rear of the tank. This is understandable - no one is ready to run into a 125-mm steel pipe. But the turret was turned, the Trabant crashed into the gun, and the driver broke both legs. By the time the deputy commander of the technical department and the evacuation group from Hillersleben arrived, the unfortunate man had already been taken to the hospital.

Imagine a German autobahn in the 80s: clean, trimmed, with perfect ditches. Flowers, lawns, strict order. And here three tracked tractors are crawling along it to turn over a dented T-XNUMX. The events that unfolded that night could have caused a heart attack in a German citizen. While the three tractors were making their way to the overturned vehicle, they managed to plow the local beauty quite a bit.

The first tractor hooked a cable to the farthest track (or balance beam) of the T-64 and pulled. The task was to turn the tank over. It didn't work - the BTS-4 helplessly rotated its tracks. The second tractor went to help, but it got stuck in a ditch. They decided not to risk the third one and sent it to the first one along an alternative route. I can't remember which one exactly, but the vehicle successfully passed the wet areas of the soil and got into the hitch. But it didn't help - the tank remained lying with its turret down. The Germans are rushing around. There are a couple of hours left before the morning traffic. The highway between West Berlin and Hanover is of international importance with all the ensuing consequences.


The photo is illustrative and has no direct relation to the narrative.

After some thought, Lieutenant Colonel Fedorov decided to use a tractor stuck nearby as an anchor. They hooked it to the tractor coupling with the T-64 via a pulley block and began to pull again. The upside-down vehicle began to slowly rise… The tank crashed with a deafening roar, and it seemed that half the job was done. Those present noticed how much the tank’s turret, which had incomparably greater rigidity, dented the hull of the combat vehicle. After landing, the T-10 became 15-XNUMX cm lower, no less. Later, the tank was sent for major repairs and after some time returned to service.

While the T-64 was being turned over, it managed to land with its tracks on the cable, which seriously complicated the evacuation. The tractor-anchor was unhooked, the remaining pair got closer and pulled the cable out at full speed. With noise and sparks from under the tracks.

The epic continued. It was wisely decided not to start the tank - no one would vouch for the technical serviceability of the power plant. Moreover, the dent in the asphalt was generously doused with motor oil. The T-64 was dragged about a hundred meters and left in a place convenient for evacuation on the side of the road. It no longer interfered with traffic on the highway. Unless, of course, you don't take into account the impressive dent under the bridge, reaching the concrete base of the highway. How did the local road workers cope with it? story is silent. Just as she is silent about who, when and where took the ill-fated tank after the departure of Lieutenant Colonel Fedorov's evacuation group. But before departure, it was still necessary to rescue that very tractor from captivity. They suffered with it for at least an hour, by morning having plowed up the well-groomed German lawns into a muddy mess. Army Commander Chechevatov's order was carried out on time, which the lieutenant colonel reported from the rear command post. "I know," he said and hung up.
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  1. +24
    1 July 2025 04: 16
    Thank you, Evgeny, for sharing your story! The main thing is that the guys stayed alive after the accident.
    How much more interesting is there from that army about which many know only - "dig, private, from the fence to the sunset"!
    Have a nice day, everyone!
    1. +38
      1 July 2025 08: 29
      Good morning .
      There was a case with me. It happened in the Far East, Primorye.
      The training had been going on for almost a week, everyone was tired, sleeping no more than 3-5 hours a day. They often changed locations. I was the last one in the column (BTR60PB). The snowstorm was so strong that the tracks from the vehicle in front were covered up in a few minutes. The column stopped for a while and I fell asleep with my head on the steering wheel.
      I woke up and there was no one in front of me. Besides two radio operators, there was a major and a captain from the division headquarters with me. Everyone fell asleep. I woke up the captain, he was sitting next to me, the major was sleeping on the couch behind, but he also woke up and started shaming me.
      But the captain cut him off, saying that everyone was asleep, so what was there to look for? There were no tracks in the field. The captain took the map, thought for a minute, and we drove off. He led me out from a completely different direction. We stopped somewhere in the bushes, turned off the lights, and began to wait for our own. About 30 minutes later, a snaking line of lights appeared (it was night). He ordered me to get behind the column after it passed and continue driving. Apart from my “passengers,” no one noticed that we had disappeared for some time.
      The captain showed himself to be a man, if compared to the major.
      Later, we often took part in training exercises together, and we remembered and even laughed about this adventure.
      There is no need to be surprised that the tanker fell asleep, we are all human and we all need rest.
      Thank you for the article, I read it with great interest.
      Someone in the comment suggested restoring the Smoking Room. I support it. Everyday stories from the service are read with interest.
      1. +20
        1 July 2025 09: 31
        I was once driving from Volgograd to Astrakhan, winter, it was already dark and the snowstorm was such that the left shoulder was not visible, the right one, thank the blog, was visible. Two passengers were watching the shoulders and drove like that, 30 km per hour, brutal! We drove like that for about 4 hours, then the snowstorm ended and things got better. Anything can happen, and it's good if everything ends well.
      2. +3
        2 July 2025 00: 18
        The fact that you were found is due to your captain. My father served in the 70s on the BTR-40, the Novochek sapper-diving platoon, they fell behind the column, but in the summer there was a sea of ​​dust. They fell behind and got lost, then they went to where they needed to go and stood there and no one, and the column stopped on the other side of the landing and then they heard conversations. Then it turned out that they stopped in the wrong place. My father said that although the fellow countryman officer was a suit-wearer, he knew his business better than the zealous ones. He read maps and found his bearings like a fish in water.
        1. +4
          2 July 2025 08: 34
          And I don't deny it. But that's what they teach them at school.
  2. +29
    1 July 2025 04: 20
    That's what exercises are for! Sometimes the adventures of some "little soldiers" introduce such a factor of surprise that no enemy saboteurs could introduce! It's a good thing that the mechanic didn't fall asleep in some small German town, making it even smaller. Just... a couple of houses. The authorities would have to urgently look for an operational unit of military builders. ))) More interesting and informative stories!
    1. +33
      1 July 2025 05: 24
      A T-64 that had fallen off a bridge lay with its tracks up on the asphalt across the highway.
      — A tank? What's there to be afraid of? You just have to turn it over and it won't do anything to you.
      The crew is alive and well and living nearby in a state of mild shock.
      Military Department Teacher: - The tank reaches speeds of up to 80 kilometers per hour. Then, the tank loses control... - And then what? - the cadet asks in horror. - What happened? Everything is fine, nothing to worry about. You are in a tank!
      More interesting and informative stories!
      It would be nice to bring back the “Smoking Room” section, who remembers.. Different branches of the military would share similar stories there, it would be interesting!
      1. +21
        1 July 2025 05: 59
        Quote: not the one
        It would be nice to bring back the "Smoking Room" section, who remembers.. We could share similar stories there.
        Great idea!
      2. Alf
        +9
        1 July 2025 18: 52
        Quote: not the one
        Why should you be afraid of it? You just need to turn it over and it won't do anything to you.
      3. Alf
        +8
        1 July 2025 18: 54
        Quote: not the one
        Then the tank loses control..
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  3. +19
    1 July 2025 04: 24
    And here three caterpillar tractors are crawling along it to turn over the dented "sixty-four" in the asphalt. The events that unfolded that night could have caused a heart attack in the German citizen.

    Well, I don't know that both our people and the NPA drove along the roads of the GDR, that in the FRG, in general, all NATO back and forth with similar incidents. So it's like with pregnancy in women - not often, but normal. laughing
  4. +29
    1 July 2025 05: 32
    "Look to the left, look to the right - is there a Russian *Ural*?" Anyone who served in the GSVG remembers. bully
    1. +22
      1 July 2025 06: 03
      Quote: ArchiPhil
      "Look to the left, look to the right - is there a Russian *Ural*"
      In Leningrad, which is thousands of kilometers from the GSVG, in the DOSAAF driving school they repeated almost every lesson: "The tram is always right."
      1. +12
        1 July 2025 07: 30
        "The tram is always right."

        The Germans in the *Trabants* preferred to simply let the Russian soldier pass! laughing
    2. KCA
      +21
      1 July 2025 07: 09
      I already served in the Western Group of Forces, but they shied away from Urals; on cobblestones the braking distance would have been 300 meters.
      1. +14
        1 July 2025 07: 36
        but they shied away from the Urals,

        I was still in *training* when a *Ural* simply drove into a cafe not far from us, thank God it was early in the morning. No casualties.
        1. +10
          1 July 2025 09: 47
          Quote: ArchiPhil
          but they shied away from the Urals,

          I was still in *training* when a *Ural* simply drove into a cafe not far from us, thank God it was early in the morning. No casualties.

          Hello, Sergey!
          Ten years ago, Kraz moved into a two-story apartment building made of cinder blocks.
          When the guys arrived at the scene, the driver and the residents were mixing the solution and ordering blocks for repairs.
          I personally drove a UAZ for a long time; in those glorious times, only KamAZ vehicles commanded respect. laughing
    3. KCA
      +3
      4 July 2025 09: 57
      I already served in the Western Group of Forces, in Eberswalde, there are cobblestones everywhere, I went on patrol from the unit to the military town, but as soon as the Germans appeared in the Urals, the cockroaches scattered to the corners
  5. +26
    1 July 2025 06: 36
    For some reason it seems to me that during the existence of the GSVG, it was unlikely that anything could surprise the burghers there.
    1. +19
      1 July 2025 13: 25
      there was hardly anything to surprise the burghers there

      That's probably how it was. There's an old joke.
      *GSVG.v/ch.p.p........Leaving the unit gates, the driver of a garbage truck hits an old man riding a bicycle, the old German dies. The next day, the personnel line-up is on the parade ground. The poor driver stands with his head down, and from the rostrum, the regiment commander delivers a fiery speech:
      - An old German, an old SS man, a member of the NSDAP, served in a tank division during the war, burned in a *tiger*, sat in our camps after the war, returned home. And now, forty years later, he dies under the wheels of a Soviet shit truck almost next to his house! The colonel takes off his cap, wipes his sweaty forehead and continues.
      - I don’t know, sons, but personally I would call this retribution! bully
      1. +8
        1 July 2025 15: 53
        The colonel takes off his cap, wipes his sweaty forehead and....

        good drinks wassat hi ))))
  6. +25
    1 July 2025 07: 47
    I served in Schönebeck, we were driving back from training, and I don't know how it happened that the launcher of the second battery got lost and went towards Berlin instead of the PPD. It happened at night. Well, at least we didn't go far, we noticed it in time. And this device is not small at all.
  7. +19
    1 July 2025 09: 24
    A friend served in Germany on self-propelled guns. The self-propelled gun regiment had been located in a citadel in the center of a German town since 1945. Every time before leaving for training, they were instructed to go "on tiptoe", without disturbing the sleeping city. In order not to clog the city, exits and entries took place at night. It is clear that the Germans were not very happy about the rumbling tanks at night. As always, there can be no escape from an emergency. One day, a young driver-mechanic did not slow down at a narrow intersection and the self-propelled gun skidded sideways on the stone pavement onto the sidewalk and cut down a large ancient oak tree. It saved the house from being run over by the self-propelled gun. Already early in the morning, a delegation from the burgomaster arrived at the unit. They were sworn to restore everything within a day. By evening, the soldiers had taken away the remains of the tree, uprooted the remains of the trunk, and planted a new oak tree the next day.
  8. +14
    1 July 2025 14: 00
    Thanks to the author for an interesting sketch. It was nice to remember the army routine.
    Once a BMP-131 crashed into the back of our battalion ZIL-1 with fighters (I was there too) from the side - the brakes failed - it went downhill). The nose of the BMP broke through the side, - one fighter fell on the armor. It's good that the vehicle did not overturn. In general, there were no injuries or injuries. But in the summer it was different, the same BMP-1 also rolled downhill and hit the ground. And on the armor were an officer and a soldier - a heavy officer, and the soldier died a day later. Therefore, if there is an incarnation of God on earth, then it is a knowledgeable deputy commander for logistics.
  9. +11
    1 July 2025 14: 56
    Each tank army in the GSVG had a separate tank regiment, or, in common parlance, a “suicide regiment.”.[/i] I am very interested in what kind of regiment this is, author? In the 47th Guards Tank Nizhnedneprovskaya Red Banner Order of Bohdan Khmelnitsky Division in the fall of 1986, according to the table of organization, there were three tank regiments: 26 Feodosia Tank, 153 Smolensk Tank, both stationed in Hillersleben, and 197 Vapnyarsko-Varshavsky Tank in Halberstadt. There were no separate tank regiments in the Hillersleben garrison in 1986. Which of them (or which one where?) according to your information was the so-called "suicide squad"???
    1. +2
      6 July 2025 22: 24
      There were, not only did they know all the locations of the Pershings in the FGR, moreover, it was said that at such and such a time they would attack us, suicide bombers were sent out to the Pershings, and special detachments were sent to protect the authorities until the main forces arrived, i.e. there were also attacking tank brigades until the main forces arrived from the units!
      1. +1
        10 July 2025 03: 30
        Tank brigades in the GSVG? I don't think we had any.
        1. 0
          10 July 2025 11: 41
          There were never tank brigades in the GSVG. Only regiments and separate tank battalions. For example, in Berlin. The 10th separate battalion is based in Berlin-Karshorst.
    2. +2
      7 July 2025 00: 07
      Special units were not related to general military units, for the most part they were already the KGB, it’s right that you haven’t heard of them)
      1. +1
        7 July 2025 13: 46
        They knew. The Marienborn checkpoint is 11 km from Hillersleben to the border with Germany!!! They passed through. The author of the post was talking about "tank! REGIMENTS (not brigades) of suicide bombers, and not about the Separate ShBr, which were designed to destroy the same "Pershings" and wells for installing nuclear landmines. In the first echelon of the 3rd Shock Army (headquartered in Magdeburg, call sign Jasmine) there were also units of the 10th Guards Tank Division, 61,62,63st, 36nd, XNUMXrd Tank Regiments, stationed in Altengrabow. The XNUMXth Missile Brigade was also there.
        1. +1
          7 July 2025 13: 55
          In Burg there was the 899th separate assault brigade, whose tasks included destroying Pershing batteries.
          1. 0
            8 July 2025 22: 27
            No, if an order was received to move out military brigades, armies, it meant that they were already working there. You wouldn't know about it and they would receive a different order.
            1. +1
              9 July 2025 10: 57
              Special forces units and parts ALWAYS begin work before general military personnel. With the decision of the Command to conduct combat operations. These are the basics of combat operations. Disruption of the control system and destruction of nuclear attack weapons are their main tasks in the initial period of combat operations. "Everyone should know only what he is supposed to know to perform a combat mission."
              1. +1
                11 July 2025 17: 19
                We had 3 multi-colored packages in case of war. Before the combined arms work began, there was only 1. So not always. This is about the GSVG.
                1. 0
                  11 July 2025 19: 23
                  The packages were of the same color, but the stripes on them were different. And wax seals on all of them. hi
                  1. +1
                    Yesterday, 05: 33
                    I'm saying this for the sake of "beauty of the word" about colored bags, of course. hi
                    1. 0
                      Yesterday, 14: 49
                      We understood each other. The headquarters of the association checked the packages monthly. From the commanders of the formations, units and separate subdivisions. good
        2. +1
          10 July 2025 03: 34
          There was one separate airborne assault brigade in the GSVG. The 35th. The armies had separate airborne assault brigade - battalions.
          1. +1
            10 July 2025 11: 38
            That's right. Odshb. I typed inattentively.
  10. +11
    1 July 2025 17: 14
    An incident in the same GSVG. My dad, the deputy commander of the T-10 company, had a tank that stalled at a crossing right on the rails. A passing train rolled the tank along the rails for a kilometer. That's how my dad ended up in the TurKVO in the city of Mary, where I was born in 1952.
  11. +9
    1 July 2025 18: 36
    And a bit later there was a major incident in the SGV (Poland), where our tank collided with a train at a railroad crossing. It was already 89, God willing, all this went into the piggy bank of the perestroika people, saying that there is no need for us gray-pawed ones to rattle tanks in European countries.
    The division commander, Afghan General Valery Tolyukov, was sent to us by the NKVD, a good man, then to the Khrulev Academy of Logistics and Transport, head of the department.
    I don't know if he's alive now.
  12. Alf
    +9
    1 July 2025 19: 01
    I once in 1987 came out of a disco to recover, I was insane. In the end, a guard with a gun in his hands brought me to my senses. He said that I had eaten my fill of fish soup!!!! I found myself in a restricted area and the SS... Al
    To the hangar where the missiles are!!!!
    How the hell did I get there, I don't know🤣🤣🤣

    "When I served in Poland, there was a story like this. A soldier stopped at a well in the middle of a village. A smoke break, a stretch, some water. The Poles started to gather. They were talking in their own language. They were laughing about something. All that was clear was, "a motherfucker." And the driver, in the meantime, turned off the tap on one tank and turned it on on the second, full one. And he asked the officer to troll the Poles. Having received permission, he drew water from the well and calmly filled the empty tank. The order to load. In complete silence, the 131st started up and drove off. Stanislavsky was resting."
    "An old border tale.
    The UAZ with the officers was driving around the Byelorussian SSR in search of a training ground. Having completely lost their way, the officers decided to ask the locals for directions. As is known, in western Byelorussia the population speaks a peculiar mixture of Byelorussian and Polish, which did not add any clarity to the comrade officers. However, they caught the general direction and immediately rushed on.
    And they drove like that for a couple more hours until they came across the Polish police. Fortunately, there was a Russian speaker among the gentlemen who quickly explained to the Soviet military the full depth of their "delusion" and at the same time accompanied the UAZ to the border itself, where the border guards gave the right direction.
    The question often arises: why weren't the violators detained by either the police or the border guards of either side? It's banal - the police simply weren't interested. It's not their area. And they were afraid. These weren't highwaymen, but career soldiers with an unknown arsenal in their hands. And there's nothing to say about the border guards - the Polish and Soviet border guards generally agreed not to tell anyone about the incident. Because neither of them wanted to get a slap on the wrist for the fact that a whole car with armed people had slipped through the state border unnoticed and unpunished, and not a single dog was alarmed."
    1. Alf
      +8
      1 July 2025 19: 04
      “In 1987 we also had a story about a lost messenger who walked right through the outskirts of West Berlin.
      It is typical that he was caught crossing the border, and it was not the Germans at all.
      When the special officer asked him what he was doing there and why he came back since he had already fled to the West, the poor soldier opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise, what have you done, eaten your fill of fish soup? What other West Berlin?! He hadn't even thought about it. He got lost on the firing range.
      To the reasonable counterargument - But you couldn't help but see that you were crossing the border, you climbed over the barbed wire, followed by an equally logical response - who knows how many barbed wires there are in this Germany 😃
      And you can't argue with that."
      1. +4
        1 July 2025 19: 33
        Germany's thorns are stretched tight

        At one time there was a story about... a heating main under the parade ground in the shape of a swastika, supposedly every winter the damned thing spoils the view inherent to the ideologically maintained, ideally cleaned Soviet parade ground. True, much later I read about the same situation in a military unit near Kaliningrad. On the other hand, it is doubtful that after so many years the command would not have brought order to the military unit. In a word, a real soldier's story. hi
        1. Alf
          +1
          1 July 2025 19: 36
          Quote: ArchiPhil
          Germany's thorns are stretched tight

          At one time there was a story about... a heating main under the parade ground in the shape of a swastika, supposedly every winter the damned thing spoils the view inherent to the ideologically maintained, ideally cleaned Soviet parade ground. True, much later I read about the same situation in a military unit near Kaliningrad. On the other hand, it is doubtful that after so many years the command would not have brought order to the military unit. In a word, a real soldier's story. hi
          1. +2
            1 July 2025 19: 47
            soldier's tale.

            Well, there are many different legends connected with Koenig. Flooded underground factories and weapons depots, the raised Palmburg Bridge, underground airfields, and so on. I will modestly remain silent about the Amber Room. bully
  13. +1
    2 July 2025 02: 19
    Quote: andrewkor
    An incident in the same GSVG. My dad, the deputy commander of the T-10 company, had a tank that stalled at a crossing right on the rails. A passing train rolled the tank along the rails for a kilometer. That's how my dad ended up in the TurKVO in the city of Mary, where I was born in 1952.

    There are three holes in the USSR - Borzya, Kushka and Mary...:)
    1. +4
      2 July 2025 03: 03
      Quote: Dozorny - severa
      There are three holes in the USSR - Borzya, Kushka and Mary...:)

      I would argue about that. There are countless "holes" and each branch of the military has its own!
    2. +6
      2 July 2025 17: 48
      God created Sochi, the devil - Mogochi, and some bastard - Dasatui! 😏
      1. +4
        2 July 2025 17: 56
        At the training camp in Borzya, they intimidated us with Dasatuy and eventually sent us to Mongolia.
  14. +2
    2 July 2025 10: 17
    Quote: non-primary
    Quote: Dozorny - severa
    There are three holes in the USSR - Borzya, Kushka and Mary...:)

    I would argue about that. There are countless "holes" and each branch of the military has its own!

    This humorous phrase had many different variations, but Mara was always present.
  15. +6
    2 July 2025 17: 54
    However, there is a mistake in the text! The surname of the commander-in-chief of the GSVG at that time was not Glushev, but Lushev. The nickname in the troops was "Doctor Lushev" or "Photographer"
    1. +1
      10 July 2025 16: 39
      But Chichevatov was not distorted, and later he commanded the district in Khobarovsk.
  16. 0
    6 July 2025 22: 29
    My dad had to either go to Pershing or guard the state governing body, the task was to hold out until the main forces arrived, or take out Pershing and die a heroic death.
    1. +1
      10 July 2025 03: 45
      Taking out Pershing is cool!) Can you imagine his security? They have about 1,500 of their own personnel in their division.