Автор : Рыбаченко Олег Павлович
Название книги: FLAG OF THE HOLY MOTHERLAND
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FLAG OF THE HOLY MOTHERLAND.

  ANNOTATION.

  The headquarters of the Wehrmacht OKW decided: to abandon active offensive actions on the Eastern Front, and to deliver the main blow in the direction of Egypt with an eye to Africa and the Middle East. As a result, the story went differently. Way!

  My holy Motherland is Great Russia,

  Your birch trees are pearls, emeralds ...

  Soviet country blooms under the blue sky,

  Greatness in the Fatherland and spring comfort!

  Serve your Motherland, you do not spare lives

  When the time comes - in rati scandal ...

  Full, alas, traitors of various prohindeis,

  Which mark, dollar - God and the king!

  They will sell all the gold for this with a smirk,

  And they will send their bill over the hill ...

  And somewhere drunks roam with a filled bottle,

  From bitter vodka only vomits!

  The fascists are bloody, they have pounced on all the pack,

  They want to beat us with fierce abuse ...

  But I believe that we will build a cool new world,

  In which the main king-bear!

  The horde is approaching, under Moscow itself,

  A bomb and a shell rumbles ...

  We are with faith, fighting mighty, holy,

  And we see the best result!

  A Nazi horde runs, we gave them a light,

  What are they really already Khan ...

  And somewhere communism shine gold gave

  Great Soviet country!

  At Stalingrad, brave soldiers win,

  Steep mountains soared above ...

  We find ourselves a place under the right hand of Paradise

  Without any words empty!

  When the war ends Berlin is a swoop taken

  We open the door in full,

  Christ will give me salvation, God the Light crucified,

  And Satan will perish into the abyss!

  All that are dead shall be raised, but to the conspirators is empty,

  Fascism has a full term ...

  But why does it make me sad

  Sorrow burns forehead, temple!

  PROLOGUE

  Four barefoot girls: Natasha, Svetlana, Zoya, Angelica got out of the tank ... The skewed Thirty-Four was heated in the May sun. The day was extremely hot, and the diesel engine gave more heat. The beauties are dressed in bikini poses put under the Lend-Lease and rush into a cool river. And so it is possible to cook in this metal pan.

  The girls were beautiful and sweaty. Three blondes and one redhead Angelica.

  Flickering, bare, round heels, the girls flopped into the silvery water.

  Snorting and splashing beauty, resembled mermaids with their lush hair, and managed to cover with fresh, golden tan, muscular bodies.

  Senior Lieutenant and Tank Crew Commander Natasha, pertly remarked:

  - We firmly hit Fritz ... It is a pity that the fascists cut off our communications, and we received an order to return!

  Beautiful blonde Svetlana breathy replied:

  - I so want the summer not to end ... So that it would be followed by a panther after me!

  Zoya, a charming honey beauty, shook her head:

  - So now, after all, only the end of May! Summer has not even come!

  Fire Angelica splashed water on her friends and said:

  - The most golden month ... And soon Fritz Kaput!

  Natasha frowned after these words. After a relatively successful winter, things went worse on the fronts. In Crimea, despite the numerical superiority, the Soviet troops suffered a heavy defeat. And now the offensive that started so successfully near Kharkov is a fiasco. The Germans went to the rear, and cut communications. And now the girls on the tank have to move away.

  Still, it"s good when there are only women in the car - they smell so nice, not like sweaty men. And their crew is so coordinated. And the four got close to beautiful.

  Natasha decisively says:

  - We will win, I know it well! Even stepping back to the Far East! Redhead Angelica, slapping a bare foot on the water, twisting, replied with a soldier"s song:

  - Finally, we were given the order to attack! Take away our span and blood! But we remember how the sun went back and almost went down in the east!

  Zoya and Svetlana answered:

  -Well said!

  Angelica has already added prose:

  - The whole of Europe works for the fascists, and plus resources in Africa. So we have to lift a very heavy bar!

  Natasha struck her fist in the water:

  - Lift and tear! Enough now! Already refreshed and back in the tank!

  Beauties did not object. Sweat with strong, tanned bodies washed away and okay. The girls have luxurious hips, and narrow waistlines, and a stomach with a relief press. They really are like statues of ancient goddesses. And the legs are so slim, and at the same time muscular, balls roll under the olive skin.

  They say about such girls: they will stop the galloping horse, they will enter the burning hut!

  Although returning to a hot tank and reluctance. Zoe splashed out of the bucket on the armor so that the car could get a little cooler.

  Natasha harshly remarked:

  "How do men in uniform fight in such steel coffins?" And we are almost naked!

  Angelica screaming large, pearl chubby burst out laughing:

  - This is a very interesting idea - send a bikini under a lend-lease!

  Svetlana replied angrily, banging her bare foot on the tank's tracks:

  - Yes, wonderful. Minimum fabric consumption, maximum ambition!

  Zoya, also jerking, only this time with her breasts, hoarse:

  - It would be better if they sent an extra tank! Or a plane!

  Natasha gloomily remarked:

  - Yes, they have crap tanks!

  Angelica scrambling on the tower, replied:

  - Not really! The newest Churchill is very good, especially in armor!

  Natasha frowned her forehead and asked:

  "Did you go to Churchill?"

  Fire devil whisper replied:

  - Not! But I accidentally found out that he had a frontal armor of 102 millimeters!

  Natasha rounded her face, tapped her graceful, bare fingers on the Thirty-Four armor and noticed:

  - Twice thicker than us? Well, what good!

  Zoya, joining the driver"s seat, asked:

  - A caliber guns?

  Angelica honestly answered:

  - I do not know ... But most likely either 75 or 76 - millimeters. Approximately comparable to ours.

  Svetlana, attaching herself to the spotter, remarked:

  - So maybe his driving performance is worse?

  Angelica shrugged her strong, muscular shoulders.

  "Maybe ... But the British already had a 600-horsepower Meteor engine, so I don"t think that Churchill was a death car!"

  Natasha asked another question:

  - And what are our latest designs?

  The red-haired devil sang with a tender voice:

  - This is a big secret ... Do you believe it or not?

  Natasha melody answered:

  - I certainly believe you! For such questions, you can very simply ... In the camp to thunder - where the polar bear!

  Zoya, starting the car, noticed:

  - Rumors say that a monster will soon appear - seven guns, and two rocket launchers as in the Katyusha.

  Angelica whistled and shook her head.

  - Yes, such a monster does not even turn around!

  Zoe pompously said:

  "But how painful it will be!"

  T-34-76 roared. I had to raise my voice to shout down the engine.

  Senior Lieutenant Natashka roared:

  - I heard that a new KV will appear soon, with very thick armor, and two engines. So the Germans will be Khan!

  Angela sang a joke:

  - We will dig up the tank, he will again start killing in two norms, will start supplying Khan to you too!

  And the whole four burst out laughing. The car gradually gained momentum. Despite all the fabulousness of the thirty-three, it was a rather difficult tank to operate. In particular, shifting the gearbox required considerable effort. Strong Zoe coped, sometimes she was helped by a red leg. But the box itself could break.

  Therefore, the "thirty-four" and did not put on the maximum transfer. So the tank was driving slower than it could. And there was a risk that in the afternoon, the notorious "pieces", the U-87, a very dangerous dive bomber, would find it.

  Natasha understood this and hoped to get to the forest faster. There is not much difference between their tank.

  Angelica whistled a little song. Redhead is always in high spirits, even when the sad news. Natasha remembered the beginning of the war. It happened at noon, when they announced on the radio. But in the morning ominous rumors spread. Then they reported on the radio that Germany, without declaring war, had attacked the USSR. Immediately several women rushed into tears.

  The mood of the people was mixed. Those that are younger, and intoxicated by propaganda, even rejoiced: they say that in two weeks we will overwhelm the Germans and they will have a skit. Those that are older vice versa zagorevali.

  Natasha also felt anxious. Her older brother died in the Finnish war, and the middle one returned, told many terrible things. In any case, it was clear that the level of the Red Army was not as high as propaganda insists on. And that the command is not up to par, and many tanks are burning like matches.

  The officers spoke about the Germans with respect ... They nevertheless conquered almost the whole of Europe. And the older ones remembered the first world one. Then the Kaiser troops reached the Dnieper, and Russia went to the humiliating Brest-Litovsk peace.

  So Natasha was very upset. I did not want to bury my loved ones again, and even more so to fight with such a strong adversary as Germany and her satellites. There is little hope for Britain. However these carnivorous predators would not unite against Russia.

  The first days and weeks confirmed the most pessimistic forecasts. The Germans attacked and took one city after another. Within a few days, Minsk fell. And less than a month Smolensk. Natasha volunteered for the front. She girls are strong and very hardened.

  She became a tanker accidentally, before that she fought in the infantry. The Germans continued to advance. The part in which the girl fought, was surrounded. Natasha made her way to her and stumbled upon an abandoned tank. Zoya was with her and together the girls were able to start the car. And even took her out of the front line.

  For this they received a medal, and they were assigned to tank troops. The preparation was very brief - only a month and a half. The girls managed to take part in the defense of Moscow.

  Here it already seemed that our border was on the verge. The advanced units of the Fritz saw binoculars in the Kremlin, joining the suburbs of the capital. But a miracle happened.

  The enemies were not only stopped, but they managed to launch a counterattack. No one planned the last operation. It proceeded spontaneously, but this was even more successful. The Nazis fled, throwing equipment and literally froze in the cold.

  And "thirty-four" showed their good quality - permeability. The Germans were stuck in snowdrifts, and the knights moved and smashed the enemy.

  After the threat to Moscow was eliminated, everyone thought that now and then we would attack. And that the Nazis ridge is broken.

  But now it's all different again! Like in a scary fairy tale! About shifters! When black becomes white and white becomes black.

  And now it has become much worse. Formed a boiler from which you have to get out.

  Svetlana leaned out of the tank. T-34 car, which, in addition to the tight gearbox, there is also such a disadvantage, as poor visibility. Because of this, this tank loses a significant part of its fighting qualities. The German T-3 is deprived of such a flaw, and through it everything is seen relatively well.

  The girl even climbed into the captured trophy, noting the more comfortable working conditions of the crew, and the good optics of the German. True, the 50-millimeter cannon is rather weak, and another projectile is three times lighter than the Soviet one.

  Red-haired devil also tried to lean out. But two girls cramped to look through one hatch. They began to push.

  Angelica roared hard:

  - This is still my place! You spotter and should sit at the sight!

  Svetlana snapped:

  - I should see everything on the contrary! And you know your place better!

  The girls began to fight. Braided muscular, tanned bodies, strained strong muscles. Even with them bras from the tension slid.

  Natasha screamed at them, then pulled both of her bare toes, forcing her to calm down:

  - Not only that the Germans seize, so you still have to fight! Save your ardor for the fascists!

  The girls stopped squeezing each other, but turned to the commander in chorus:

  - How do we follow?

  Natasha made Solonovy decision:

  - You will get out one by one!

  Angelica naughty noticed:

  -And blonde will cheat!

  Svetlana evil replied:

  - You would be silent redhead - shameless!

  Natasha snarled:

  - Enough! Or I swipe you on chicken legs! Will change a friend on my team!

  The girl was shown one another by the tongues and ... left alone hanging around in the hatch.

  Natasha said in a cold tone:

  - You sit red, Svetlana remains!

  Angelica genuinely outraged:

  - She's been here for a long time! I appeared recently! And in theory, I should change it!

  Natasha, raising her voice, and letting go of the meta - The orders of the commander during the war are not discussed, but executed ... Or should I whip you?

  The fire devil reluctantly hid in a cramped, hot tower, grumbling:

  - Order of the commander during the war, when the circle of bullets whistling! Full of love and great prices, sacred, for Russian soldiers!

  Natasha smiled. The conflict was resolved, and soon the forest, and they will be safely covered. Then the keen Svetlana suddenly shouted:

  - German on the tank ahead!

  This is already serious ... And Natasha was frightened not so much by a tank battle, as by the fact that the fascist would call on the walkie-talkie. However, there is hope that for the sake of a lonely Soviet tank, the Fritzes will not fly.

  Although the German hid behind a stack of old hay, Svetlana managed to look at it. It was a T-3, and in the newest modification with a barrel length of 60 EL. The caliber is the same 50-millimeters, but the initial velocity of the projectile is much higher.

  The T-3 in the previous modification could have pierced at a distance of no more than 100 meters and then not surely head-on. The Soviet T-34 could theoretically reach a kilometer, but in practice it was about five hundred meters. But this time, the odds are almost equal. And the optics of the Nazis better.

  Despite all the risks, Zoe turned on the last gear. The thirty-fours roared even harder, so it laid its hands, and the tank itself came to shake. But now they are much harder to get into. The German is standing still and waiting for the Soviet car.

  It"s easier to hit a fixed target, but when your car shakes like this ...

  Svetlana comes down and with the help of Angelica suggests and makes the first shot.

  The shell is torn ten meters ahead of the German.

  Natasha strictly warns:

  - Careful! We don't have too many shells left!

  Svetlana, casually nodding his blonde head, replies:

  - This is just a sighting shot!

  Angelica mockingly sang:

  - Tomorrow will be better than yesterday! Zavra will be better than yesterday! Hello sunshine

  Svetlana a little, but clearly said:

  - Fart off!

  The girl tried to aim again. The German was still far away. It is even unlikely that his 50-mm armor will penetrate the Zis-76 cannon from such a distance. The fascist has not yet fired, but caught the target. Small tower T-34 small target. It is difficult to get into it from a distance, especially when a tank rushes at full speed like that.

  Svetlana hesitated. Shoot now or later, coming closer. Thirty-four in motion shakes, and it is impossible to take an accurate sight. You need to either stop, or come close enough, and even better close.

  Natasha says, clenching her fists:

  - To the glory of the Holy Motherland!

  Svetlana finally decides and shoots. The projectile spits out of the barrel. The girl accompanies his mind convoy.

  Already closer, about a half meters, from the German. Considering that the thirty-fours are hard to see from the sight, this is a good result. Angelica, who, leaning out at the moment of the shot, barked loudly:

  - Almost a little bit more!

  Svetlana muttered angrily:

  - A little bit does not count!

  The red-haired devil cooed:

  - Fuhrer give in the face, will kill somehow! We are now a little bit like a bit crazy!

  Svetlana impatiently pushed the beauty with her foot:

  - If you can, shut up!

  Angelica snarled:

  - Bricks!

  Finally, the German could not stand it, shot ... The projectile flew with a whistle dangerously close to the car. But Fritz did not hit. What was he thinking about? He suspected that such beauties were sitting in the carriage or was firing automatically? T-3 has a commander tower and good visibility. In the forty-first year, this tank became the most massive. With the help of the Germans, they achieved great success, capturing the territories into four German borders of 1937 and in just five months.

  Tank showed failure. Especially against HF. At the end of the forty-first year, an option appeared with a longer barrel length, and therefore the initial velocity of the projectile. The German expects to hit the enemy, although the thirty-four and problem machine. Sometimes Russians manage to get from a great distance, and in motion. It is necessary to swat the enemy like a fly.

  Natasha realizing that the chance of hitting there is always a whisper:

  - Lenin, party, Komsomol!

  A crazy thought flashed through, and didn"t I turn to God? But the Komsomol is not supposed to believe in God. And in general, if He is, why does he allow all this? Would a caring Creator have allowed such a mess? Also old age and death?

  Natasha, perhaps, was more afraid of death to grow old and become ugly. How all this is not aesthetic. And indeed, if we assume that a person is mortal, for the sake of development and progress, then disfiguring people with old age is somehow not from the hand. And where is the aesthetics of the creator? Does he like wrinkled and hunchbacked old women?

  Natasha could not explain it and made a conclusion - God is an invention of people! And in fact there is evolution. And maybe the time will come when a person will develop to such a level that he can also raise the dead! And then those who died in the war will be reborn in the world of bright communism!

  Natasha whispered:

  - May God grant the victory of our atheistic party!

  Svetlana calmed down and fired a third time ... The shell seemed to strike at armor, but again flew past. But the German rider ... Hell, hit!

  The tower shook, a ringing came. Fortunately, sloping armor deflected a shot at the ricochet.

  But the main thing Fritz from still a decent distance managed to please in a fast traveling tank with a small tower. And this means that an experienced tanker sits there, and next time she may not be leading ...

  Angelica automatically inserted the projectile. Svetlana prayed to ... Artemis! Apparently the goddess of the hunt seemed more appropriate in this particular case. And the girl hit her bare foot in a sharp corner. Svetlana noticed in herself that when she gets angry, she shoots better. And ... closed her eyes, relying on intuition ...

  The fourth shot ...

  Natasha whispered softly:

  - Shroud of heaven like a bedspread!

  And Angelica again looking out from behind the hatch, screamed:

  - Similarly, the bull's eye! Hit the tower!

  The shell broke the German tank at the junction. There was a fire and began to break the combat kit. Here the redhead did not quite tactfully notice:

  - Lucky! And only from the fourth time!

  Natasha hurried to fix Angelica:

  - With such a shaking and not bad! With the fourth attempt!

  Svetlana unexpectedly took the side of the redhead:

  - Not! She is right, it was better to get it the first time!

  Zoe began to slow down a little, trying to move the levers as smoothly as possible. Thirty-four slowed down. The tank outwardly looked rather rude, but it showed its effectiveness in practice. The German completely tore off the tower, and the body split from the detonation into two parts.

  But one Fritz still managed to get out of the car, and crouched behind the bushes, pretending to be dead. By order of Natasha, Zoe stopped the tank. Angelica and Svetlana jumped out of thirty-four. The redhead jumped toward the German and, demonstrating her uncommon strength, lifted him with one hand by the collar. However, the fascist was not only short in stature. This is indeed some kind of kid, a child's little face, a thin body, even a mustache has not yet made its way.

  Muscular redhead asked in German:

  "Are you such an underdeveloped dystrophic, or really shack?"

  The boy scared muttered:

   - I do not shket. I am from Jungfolk, I had an internship on a tank!

  Angelica burst out laughing:

  - From Yungfolka? Yes, you, that even fourteen years old no?

  The boy nodded and replied:

  "I'm only eleven!" My uncle took a ride. Do not send me to Siberia! - And the boy whimpered.

  Svetlana, who understood quite well in German, suggested:

  - Maybe let go to their child?

  Angelica fiercely grinned:

  - Let go to your German? Never!

  Honey blonde spotter rationally remarked:

  - If we bring such a shield as a prisoner above us, everyone will make fun!

  Commander Natasha also leaned out and, looking at the boy, remarked:

  - He's kind of skinny. - And the girl asked in German. - Are you really from Jungfolk?

  The boy replied:

  - Yes Milady...

  Natasha logically remarked:

  - If we take it with us, we can send it to a good orphanage. And if you let go to your own, then you look at the child and kill!

  Angelica unexpectedly objected:

  - Where have you seen good orphanages? I myself am an orphanage, and I visited a youngster, and I want to say no difference!

  Svetlana turned to Angelica and roared:

  - you redhead sat on the youngster? I always suspected it!

  Angelica sniffed contemptuously and remarked:

  - Our colony was so active that there were no thieves in it! Type pioneers, but with very strict discipline. I don"t even know a gangster!

  Natasha agreed with this:

  - It happens ... I also visited the colony, and there all the pupils are so cultured and neat that you rarely find such people in the pioneer camp. Well, okay, maybe the German child will become an outcast with us, and it will be more humane to let him go! Angelica frowned and suggested:

  - Can leave it with us. Let him be the son of the regiment, we will teach him the Russian language ...

  Natasha frowned at Angelica and growled:

  - Do you need a toy?

  The redhead said harshly:

  - And what's worse with us than living in a fascist menagerie?

  Svetlana accidentally stepped on the spilled engine oil and now wiped her bare, graceful leg against the grass. But the dust stubbornly stuck. The spotter supported Angelica:

  - Yes, the boy really will be better with us than with this Hitler beast! He is small, thin, fit in the tank! We will teach him to fight and perform feats!

  Natasha frownedly remarked:

  - Thirty-four and so close for the four of us tank. And then there's the boy to plant. However, it's not just that. There will be then about us chatting all sorts of nastiness!

  Angelica angrily remarked:

  "You think too badly of other people." Will not!

  Zoya also leaned out of the tank and hoarsely:

  - Girls, let's live in peace ... Ultimately, whether to leave the boy, it"s not we who decide, but the commander of the unit ... Well, for now, take the child with us and ride with the wind!

  Natasha reluctantly nodded and growled:

  - You'll see, the commander will forbid us to carry him. There is war, not kindergarten!

  Angelica extended her hand to the boy and said in pure German:

  - Now I'm your mom! You will live and eat with us!

  The boy replied weepingly replied:

  - Do not need an aunt, I want to go home!

  Angelica shook her head menacingly.

  -Not! You are in our captivity! If you do not want to Siberia, then you will be with us!

  The boy wanted to be enlightened, but with an effort of will he kept his tears. Yes, and the man did not appear to cry. Svetlana took the boy in her arms and carried her into the car. Indeed, five in the tank has become closer. And the girls are not small, and the car is too cramped. The captured German was quieter than water below the grass.

  The tank entered the forest. And in time, two attack aircraft of the famous Ju-87 just flew by. By itself, this plane is not too terrible in air battles, but very accurately throwing bombs, it can get into a separate tank.

  Natasha noticed with a smile:

  - And we hardly missed time because of this boy. They would have blown our tank into shards.

  Svetlana shrugged:

  - We won a tank duel with an almost equal opponent, and apparently an experienced shooter. Prior to this, several guns were also shot down and survived. Of course, not everyone out of our comrades was lucky!

  Natasha looked at her body and noticed:

  - We are all four so smooth, without scars ... How fortune would not have us revenge!

  Angelica shook her head.

  - Usually a good start implies a good end. Be that as it may, we are still alive!

  Svetlana rubbed her toes with her toes and suggested:

  - Maybe stop and have a snack. In the morning, do not eat!

   Natasha agreed:

  - Come on! At the same time and feed the child!

  The dinner was modest: lard, bread and onions. The army ration was not enough for everyone, and they received a gift in the village. The girls ate, gave and the boy. He was evidently still afraid and ate only a thin slice of sludge and bread. But Natasha found some more milk, the truth is sour.

  After eating the girls relaxed and sang ...

  Zoe sang for a while with everyone, but then she started the engine and the car started to throb again. It is not easy to get away from pursuing a thirty-four with its loud engine. Diesel also has a lot of flaws.

  Radio did not work, and you just had to move to the east. Virtually move blindly. Natasha from time to time protruded from the hatch. I tried, there peer and Angelica. And Svetlana from the heat and broke up, the girl fell asleep.

  The boy was sitting in the same place and also nodded. Natasha also thought where to lay her route. There were plenty of ideas. But what will lead to salvation?

  I did not want to get captured by the fascists. Natasha has already seen what it is fraught with on the example of Dinky. The poor girl was caught during an intelligence raid. At first, the Nazis stripped her and carefully whipped her with whips. Then they drove barefoot through the snow to the next village. And there with frostbite legs forced to dance on the coals.

  Poor Dink was in great distress. Then she was strung up on the rack and almost naked forced to hang until the girl had naked from the cold. So Natasha commemorated that they were waiting in the event of captivity - torture and execution. In general, it is surprising that such a cultural people like the Germans turned out to be so, just supernaturally cruel. Natasha herself was amazed that the fascists simply did not feel pity for anyone. They even tortured children, and this caused amazement ...

  Especially when the pioneers quilted with barbed, glowing wire. Brr! Is the Nazis instead of the heart of a stone?

  During the movement, the girls saw several Soviet fighters pushing through the forest. Natasha ordered to stop the tank and offered to let the soldiers down. So inside there was no place, the soldiers settled on the armor - the tower and the corps. Even held hands that did not fall down.

  The soldiers were young, almost all of them did not even have stubble, only the major was older than the rest. Angelica, being, like most red women, temperamental, began to flirt with the fighters. She even took the hands of the cutest and laid herself on her chest.

  Natashka harshly screamed at the red beast:

  - Keep calm!

  The young man, blushing, removed his hands, and Angelica snarled:

  - Well, do not you feel sorry for these boys, weaned off from the female affection?

  Natasha, softened, replied:

  - But it is not in front of everyone to do it ... When no one sees, then do what you want!

  Angelica shook her hips in annoyance. Intimacy, pretty young men excited. And the redhead possessing hot blood, was suffering, which can not now satisfy the lust of the tigress. Svetlana was also excited, she wanted a man, but she knew how to control herself. Although already outlined a sacrifice among the young men on the armor. Here is the blonde with black eyebrows. When they stop for the night, then ...

  Natasha also felt a desire in herself, but the education of the Komsomol protests against animal instincts. It is impossible here with the first comer, just because he is like making love. Although it is a pleasure.

  Natasha drives these thoughts from herself, but the more she tries, the more she wants. Fortunately, another Soviet tank appeared ahead. And, judging by the size and shape - KV.

  The girl was distracted, and Angelica, because the radio did not work, gave signals with flags. She replied with a Soviet tank. Like, everything is fine, we will soon leave the boiler.

  Only Zoya looked alarmed - there might not have been enough fuel.

  The blonde girl shouted at the redhead:

  - Signal that we need fuel.

  Angelica gave the signal. And they answered her. That the supply truck will soon fall and be better. The redhead stroked the soldier on his still beardless face and ... smacked his lips sharply. The young man flushed again. The major, frowning, asked:

  - Why don't you kiss me?

  Angelica tactless replied:

  - You are too old!

  The major with a hurt voice replied:

  "I'm only thirty-three years old." Age of Christ!

  Angelica sniffed contemptuously:

  - I do not believe in God! - As Lenin said: God is just an illusion, but it is a very harmful illusion, it binds the mind!

  The major, with sadness in his voice, replied:

  "I didn"t believe in God either, but such an amazing incident happened to me that this can only be explained by the intervention of higher powers!"

  The red-haired devil was skeptical:

  - Everything can be explained from a materialistic position. It is only necessary to have relevant knowledge.

  The major shrugged, his hair was already streaked with gray, and he really seemed at least forty years old. Angelica is still preferred by younger guys. And not too interested in major, as a man. Although curious, what is he unusual saw? Maybe devils?

  Angelica held bare soles on the sharp part of the weapon. The heel became ticklish, and the fire beauty smiled.

  Then she asked the major:

  - And what have you seen?

  He unexpectedly answered:

  - You know, I'll tell you this at the next meeting!

  Angelica was skeptical:

  "But you can be killed?"

  The major with deliberate indifference said:

  - So this is the fate! Like you beauty!

  Redhead seriously answered:

  "I am a witch, and witches do not die in war!"

  The major burst out laughing and stroked the girl on the fire head:

  "An atheist witch ... It's so interesting!"

  Angelica answered seriously:

  - It does not interfere! In addition, not believing in hell, where bolder you are doing witchcraft!

  The major still wanted to say something, as three shells sank into the KV tank ahead. Carefully disguised, the Germans set up an ambush. Moreover, one tank was the newest modification of the T-4 with a long-barreled 75 a millimeter cannon, capable of penetrating close-range and frontal armor KV. Again, the girls had to engage in an unequal battle. But apparently this is their fate - to fight and win! And nothing can be done against this even with their heroism!

  Although when you win victories in this, then the whole charm! No fear!

  Natasha sings loudly;

  The fascist executioner pulls out his shoulders,

  Here is the rack, tongs, drills at hand!

  He wants to cripple the body of the soul,

  A worthless monster, but seemingly cool!

  It promises money, steamboats in the sea,

  What even the title can give!

  Actually let you in expenses

  After all, for him you are just a corpse and a game!

  He wants to know about our business,

  What new chain to chain the poor!

  Therefore, chasing generously I get on,

  To forget the father and even the mother!

  But we will serve the Motherland hard,

  We do not break the cruelty executioner!

  The branch will bend by the wind,

  And babies bare crying is heard!

  Yes, I lost the first difficult round,

  But to recoup the Almighty will give a chance!

  And after that I will send the enemy to the knockout,

  My fist tight jaw reptile will give!

  Motherland gives me such strength

  What pain can all the torture overcome!

  And come out of this bottomless grave,

  So as not to gobbled up, angry bear!

  A little more and salvation is close -

  We will achieve victory over the enemy!

  To live under the cover of the light of communism,

  So that the sun flooded the house with gold!

  . CHAPTER number 1.

  The boy-child prodigy Oleg Rybachenko showed his girlfriend Margarita Bulgakova an intricate drawing made on the tablet. The girl, blinking blue eyes in bewilderment, said:

  - These are some scribbles ...

  The boy shook his head in reply.

  - Yes, no ... This is the original way of moving in parallel universes. As you do not understand, I made a discovery!

  Margarita laughed and noticed, pointing her fingers at the tablet:

  - Until I see in reality, I will not believe! You are not yet thirteen, and you are claiming to be open to the academicians!

  The light-haired boy with a haircut halfbox confidently stated:

  - I know what I do! You can go to my country house and I will show it really works!

  A tall girl with a quickly forming figure shook her long hair and answered, after a short pause:

  - Now we will go ... What time to pull!

  Oleg nodded to the girl, and politely suggested:

  - Follow me!

  Margarita went for the boy. Oleg Rybachenko was the pride of the school: a round high achiever, the winner of many olympiads, an athlete. But at the same time, it is disliked by many schoolchildren for their dissimilarity to the rest. In particular, in the classroom the boy wrote fantastic stories, which sometimes sadness in magazines, but their plot was often very elaborate. Often the boy didn"t say the smartest jokes. Often spoke negatively about the authorities, and in general was a black sheep.

  Perhaps that is why Oleg and worked hard on boxing, not to become an outcast, and not to be beaten. The boy's knuckles are full and large. The face on the contrary is round, pretty, and kind.

  Margarita is also an excellent student, and she loved to write different stories. The boy and girls became friends and went to the disco together. But at the same time, they often quarreled.

  But now, on the way to the courtyard, Oleg and Margarita were blocked by the high school students. They began to growl wildly and make vulgar jokes. The boy, without thinking twice, snatched a plastic pistol, and drove it along the offenders with an electric arc.

  The bugs fled in fear. Margarita showing them the tongue, and shouted:

  - Here you will be!

  And scared, she whispered to Oleg:

  - Get out sooner, otherwise you will get into a special school!

  The boy shivered. He really was almost shut in a beetle, for various skirmishes with high school students. Not only has already come home the policeman. Put the handcuffs on the child, and brought him into the yard, so that everyone could see.

  Under guard, in handcuffs, they took the boy to the institution. Here Oleg really scared. What is it really sent to a real prison only for children? Brought to the institution itself behind barbed wire. And forced to undress, squat stretched out his arms in front of a mirror. Then a police lady in rubber gloves put her fingers into her mouth. It was disgusting and humiliating.

  After various measurements, photographing in profile, full face, weighing. And then his hands smeared with black paint and forced to play the piano.

  It was all humiliating, embarrassing and scary. After that, he also shaved his bright head with the head off as a felon, gave off a robe and broken shoes that were not the size. Led along the corridors. Everywhere openings, grilles, mesh. Horror ...

  And then the camera itself, where he opened the door. There on the bunks slept the boys.

  Externally, however, not so scary. The room is spacious for eight people, there are several pictures hanging, and even a TV can be seen. The boys woke up. About his age, with short haircuts. Only who is older than fourteen years in tattoos. They asked a few questions. The eldest said:

  - Well, now to sleep ... here is the most terrible climb at six in the morning ... Postponement on the day off! Like a normal kid!

  Really flooded early, drove to the gym. It looks like a summer camp, but not very comfortable. But educators in police uniform and strict. The food is quite normal, not worse than in a regular camp, even oranges were given. Study in general from the bald, work only a few days a month ... In principle, you can live ...

  In the evening, even with the boys watched TV, frolicked on computers. I slept normally at night - children's sleep is strong. Oleg Rybachenko stayed in a special school for two days, and was returned back. It"s certainly psychologically unpleasant behind bars, but you can live. And the boy after that even became more impudent. In any case, classmates in front of him began to experience fear.

  The teachers appreciated the intellect and great abilities of Oleg, who knew several languages and pulled out the school at the Olympiads. But the episode with the special school really was. The biggest, albeit temporary loss - hairstyles. Although with a shorn skull, the boy has a much more awesome appearance.

  In the courtyard, they mounted motor scooters ... Formally, it"s still too early to drive such a car, the guys are quite large and smart, the police did not slow them down.

  Rushing down the street, the boy and girl were still talking on cell phones.

  Margarita asked Oleg:

  - And what did you really move in time?

  The boy nodded confidently.

  - Yes, and I saw something interesting!

  Margarita was curious and, she asked:

  - And what exactly?

  Oleg Rybachenko said with a laugh:

  - Well, I have seen so far only the past of the planet Earth. Including the Great Patriotic War.

  Margarita asked in surprise:

  - Was there also a Great Patriotic War in a parallel universe?

  The boy nodded his light blond head.

  - Yes, it was! And even worse than in our ...

  Margarita whispered:

  - Our country is still far away, tell us a little what you saw?

  The boy eagerly began to tell the girl, seen in an alternate universe.

  - The Germans abandoned plans to attack Stalingrad and transferred the burden of hostilities to Africa. Already in June 1942, a dozen fascist divisions were deployed on the black continent. And in July, the Germans defeated the British in Egypt, seizing Alexandria. In August, the fascists were able to break through to Iraq, where with the support of the local population they took Baghdad. At the same time, the British base in Malta was crushed.

  In September, the Nazis took control of the Middle East. A series of defeats showed the weakness of the British against battle-worthy German units. In October, the general German offensive began in Africa. Soviet troops tried to attack near Rzhev, but did not achieve significant success.

  November was held in an attempt by the Red Army to break through the defenses in the Kharkov region. But even here the Germans managed to press only a few kilometers and they withstood ...

  The boy fell silent and whistled to the lips. The girl noted with dismay:

  - But after all, so allies could fail at all!

  Oleg nodded and confirmed:

  "Most likely, but ... I did not see what happened next." And then everything could be extremely interesting.

  Margarita nodded and sang:

  There are many ways in the world - you won"t collect bones! Oleg Rybachenko sighed heavily ... Not all Shrovetide cat. Of course, it would be interesting to see how this alternative story will end. Is Russian warriors can not cope with Fritz and without unreliable allies?

  The boy, meanwhile, continued to tell:

  - I saw another universe in which they could not kill Rasputin and another bifurcation occurred.

  Margarita excitedly nodded to the little boy:

  - Well, let's tell!

  Oleg Rybachenko began to briefly state.

  - The fact that Rasputin survived, delayed the implementation of the February coup. As a result, the revolution did not happen. Already in late April, the Russian army launched a successful offensive in Galicia. Brusilovsky troops broke through the Austrian frontiers and surrounded Lviv. Only the approach of additional German divisions allowed the Russian offensive on the Przemysl line to be suspended. But part of the Romanian front also went on the attack. Bucharest was released. The Austrians could not withstand the stress of fighting, fled like mad hares.

  The Germans and then covered it was a gap. But the position of Germany turned out to be critical, moreover the United States also stepped into the war. The allies, using tanks, increased their onslaught. In July, the Russian army launched an offensive in the area of the western front. The Germans fought desperately, but the triple numerical superiority of the Russian troops, and the lack of shells from Germany, had an effect.

  German troops moved back here, went to Bug, and then after the resumption of the offensive and the Vistula ... There they became entrenched ... As a result, 1917 was successful for the Russian troops. In addition, impressive successes were achieved against the Turks. The Russian army reached the Mediterranean and united with the British. And in January 1918, the whole of Asia Minor was under the control of Russian troops.

  Germany found itself in a position of heavy strategic hold. And it is extremely difficult for her to escape from the clutches of the Entente. Then King William and offered to make peace with Russia and other countries. But the position of France was unequivocal: only unconditional surrender. By this time, the Austro-Hungarian army finally collapsed and the Russian troops, despite the winter in February 1918, launched an offensive on the southern flank.

  And reached the end of March to Budapest. Austria-Hungary capitulated. And on April 1, Germany announced its surrender. So ended the First World War.

  Peace talks were held in Peterhof, as a result of which Russia got itself Poznan, Klaipeda, Krakow region, Galicia, Bukovina. And from Turkey also Asia Minor with the straits, as well as Constantinople.

  Territorial conquests were considerable. In addition, Germany pledged to pay reparations to the parties.

  In Europe, several countries emerged on the site of Austria-Hungary, and Romania, in connection with Nicholas II, significantly expanded its borders. But Bulgaria has lost. The Ottoman Empire disappeared from the world map altogether. Syria became French, Iraqi English, like Palestine. Mecca and other lands in Saudi Arabia, the allies decided to share later.

  The authority of Nicholas II was strengthened and under the benevolent spirit the emperor dismissed the Duma and canceled his previous decree on elections. And so ended the era of parliamentarism in Russia ...

  Then came a series of small wars. In Afghanistan - which was shared with the British, in Iran - is also a division with Britain, and a joint company in the Middle East. As a result, the recent Islamic countries have come under the political control of the Christian world.

  For a long time until 1929 there was a period of stabilization of capitalism. Russia experienced rapid economic growth, coming in second place in industrial production and second only to the United States.

  But the Great Depression began. A strong blow to all world economies including the Russian one.

  The situation inside the country sharply worsened. The intelligentsia actively demanded democratization, liberalization, and a constitution. Everyone wanted freedom and at least some kind of democracy. In 1931, Japan announced the creation of a puppet Chinese empire in Manchuria, and invaded Shanghai.

  This was the reason for the declaration of the War of the Rising Sun. Despite all the self-confidence of the samurai, the royal troops under the command of Denikin defeated the Japanese. The situation was somewhat worse at sea, but when the squadron approached from the Baltic, under the command of Kolchak, the advantage was already on the side of Russia.

  As a result, a convincing revenge was taken for defeat in the former Russian-Japanese war. Russia regained control: Port Arthur, Manchuria, took Korea under patronage. South Sakhalin, the Kuril Islands, and Taiwan were also occupied by Russian troops.

  Russia became the largest Pacific power, and established hegemony on the seas. While the British Leo quickly weakened and lost their positions.

  The boy-child prodigy wanted to continue to tell, but they shouted. A dozen bikers in leather jackets cut the path of a couple that rode on scooters. Bikers looked awesome: bearded, overgrown with long hair. And something ugly said ...

  Oleg Rybachenko pulled out his pistol and cried out in the Sharikov style:

  - Indecent words can not be expressed!

  Bikers burst out laughing, opening their throats wide:

  - Like, we are afraid of you!

  In response, the boy pulled the trigger. Multicolored bubbles flew out. Once in the hairy creatures, they literally made them cluck and explode in abuse of pain. Bikers moved in different directions, howling and swearing indecent words.

  Margarita whimpered her face and remarked:

  - That's really from whom and should not take an example!

  The boy nodded in agreement and shook his pistol, answering an unasked question:

  - A kind of unstable electricity ... Very effective!

  The girl whistled and smacked the kid on the cheek, saying:

  - Yes, you're super! Made such a little thing! I knew you were a genius!

  Oleg modestly replied:

  - I'm just an inventor ... And while the government is not interested in my projects. - Here the boy spat contemptuously. - For a long time I want to go to college. In school, I have long been uninteresting!

  Margarita sang her ringing, pleasant little voice:

  - What a school life ... Where is the test every day! Addition, division, multiplication table ...

  Children on scooters have already left Moscow. The majestic, beautiful city was left behind. The capital of the most powerful country in the world, it makes an indelible impression on the entire planet. But the boy with the girl does not pay attention. One thing worries them - as if, the police did not slow down, and did not demand documents from the youngsters.

  But the rules, they do not violate the movement, adjusted to automatism.

  Oleg Rybachenko expressed his opinion:

  - The multiplication table is primitive ... I personally dream to refute Einstein's theory of relativity. In particular, the possible speeds exceeding light in a vacuum. And I have a lot of interesting ideas on this topic.

  Margarita shook her head.

  - You should not express them ... Theory is boring! And practice is expensive!

  The boy just giggled in response ... And he added gas. Yes, these girls do not like boring scientific reasoning. Give them something simple. Like, for example, adventures with greentails. And the soul wants something else. Fly to cosmic worlds. See life beyond the solar system.

  For example, a mixture of the Colorado potato beetle and pineapple. Shake hands with your brother according to reason. Or maybe a shaggy wing, or nose. How interesting must these aliens be. What do they eat for breakfast? Or maybe they replenish their energy with electricity! What are they still funny creatures!

  Oleg slightly tilted the scooter and asked Margarita:

  - What do you think about life on other planets?

  The girl shot her eyes and answered fervently:

  - I do not know ... Although the existence of other worlds is not contrary to science!

  Oleg agreed and nodded:

  - It's not even Newton's biome, but the Pythagorean theorem!

  Margarita giggled and rang out in a juicy voice:

  - As well, there is no dirty theory. We will learn necessarily connected ...

  He drove lush May grove. The air is filled in late spring. And everything is so joyful in my heart, and forget-me-nots are flourishing.

  The dacha of Oleg Rybachenko"s parents is rather large and elegant. With a fence and a large plot of land. The boy opened the door with an electronic key and invited the girl into the courtyard.

  Oleg was cheerful, and he was impatient to show the discovery to his friend. A boy with a smile on his lips led the girl to the basement. He was excited about his discovery.

  Margarita lingered. She looked at the bizarre paintings in a cubist manner and asked in surprise:

  - What do you have? Scripts by Picasso?

  Oleg shook his head:

  - No, it's my dad indulging. He is not only a famous science fiction writer, but also an artist. Some of his paintings cost a lot of money they were auctioned off.

  The girl whistled:

  - A decent cottage ... Three floors, and there is a kind of underground pool.

  Oleg nodded vigorously with his bright, short-haired head:

  - The pool is so-so - a splash pool. But next to the laboratory, which made great discoveries.

  Margarita expressed quite an adult thought:

  "I"m still afraid if we"re technologically behind the West." Somehow, science fiction is not fashionable!

  Oleg confidently stated:

  - As long as there are guys like me ... That"s not what we can do! For example, I think how to make a weapon that neutralizes a nuclear explosion. Then, for example, to us, any of the missiles will not be terrible!

  The girl giggled wittily and rounded eyes:

  - Neutralization of the atomic bomb? That's cool! The boy walked back in his arms. He was as clever as a chimp. Then he got to his feet opened the doors to the basement for Margarita. They walked along the corridor, Oleg opened another armored door. The children took a few steps and ended up in the laboratory. There was a mass of various devices, sensors, flasks and test tubes. Twisted the wires ...

  And in the very center of the laboratory there was something similar to a widescreen TV, but behind it were a lot of levers and buttons. Looked fancy.

  The boy proudly put his fists on his hips and said:

  - Here it is a time machine!

  Margaret chirped in surprise:

  - And this is a time machine? So much on the TV looks like ...

  The girl went to the unit, pointed at the screen with her index finger. Carefully held on the surface and whispered:

  - Well, you and the inventor ... And how does it work?

  Oleg Rybachenko took a serious look and, turning the lever, replied:

  - It shows parallel universe. We ourselves do not move in it.

  Margarita became even more curious and she asked the boy:

  "Well, show me something."

  The boy smiled and began to turn the levers and push the buttons. An image appeared on the screen ... At first, rather muddy, and then it began to become clear.

  Angular, small tanks appeared. They moved through the spring fields and fired. It was a real fight. Shreds of smoke rose into the sky, trenches burst.

  And planes roared in the air. Someone twisted spirals ...

  The image on the TV now and then jumped, and jumped up ... It was impossible to consider anything.

  The boy turned the lever again ... It became a little clearer. Now you can see how Soviet guns shoot at German tanks. Flashes blaze near German cars. Here is one got a projectile on the tracks. She stopped and began to shoot - a German in a rage. On it again lupanul. The armor cracked, and Hitler's mastodon caught fire ...

  Oleg Rybachenko sang:

  - The brightest flame bonfire,

  My love is burning ...

  Though the enemy is treacherous and cunning,

  But he will be broken!

   Margarita was curious and, she asked:

  - How does this story differ from ours?

  The boy grinned and with a pleasant smile on his lips, answered:

  - It differs a lot! Now I'll show you the last entry.

  And the boy turned the two levers and pressed the button.

  The image has already painfully familiar man with a mustache. He spoke German, which Margarita did not know, but simultaneous interpretation followed.

  The Führer of Germany, as always, pronounced his long monologue:

  - Our troops were already near Moscow itself, and they saw the Kremlin through binoculars. But the hardest frosts forced us to retreat. We won not Russian guns, but nature. Not a Russian soldier, but Russian frost! But spring comes.

  At the cost of heroic efforts, the German people gathered new divisions. And now we are faced with a choice - who should be put out of action first: Britain and the United States, or Russia behind them. So gentlemen, I decided that after all the Leo's empire is much more important to crush. The Russian bear will still not be able to quickly develop its industrial potential. And we, in turn, will be able to quickly overcome the north of Africa and the Middle East from Britain.

  Every day, the British and Americans are releasing more and more tanks and airplanes that press us. No doubt this should be done as quickly as possible.

  Therefore, I command, reflecting the blows of the Soviet troops in the eastern direction, to refrain from conducting large-scale offensive actions, and to concentrate efforts on the Black Continent and the Middle East. It is from there that victory will come to us!

  Rosenberg politely asked the Führer:

  - And if the Russians will attack us?

  Hitler confidently answered:

  - Answer the active defense. We already have the newest T-4s with long-barreled guns that are not inferior to the Soviet T-34s. There is something to answer the Red Army. And soon there will be tanks and heavier, which will decide the outcome of the war in the east. In the meantime, promotion in Africa will decide the outcome of the war.

  Field Marshal Keitel enthusiastically remarked:

  - Rommel is a very talented commander. And if he is given more power, and not just two divisions, he will perform miracles. So the decision to attack in Africa, and not to go into the Russian open spaces should be considered reasonable. In addition, the attack in the Caucasus, which was proposed to us by the OKW, is operationally too risky. Since the councils can from the area of Stalingrad hit our troops in the rear. And this is fraught with the appearance of a boiler in the Caucasus.

  The Fuhrer drank a glass of orange juice in one gulp. From his saw like a typical drunk. Then he croaked deafeningly. - We will break them all! This is not a game for you to play ...

  Then the fascist number one moved his dog to the side - a blond shepherd. The animal rushed to hell, and knocked down a crystal glass. Ice cream, fell on the uniform of Hermann Göring. Fat Reichmarshal screamed desperately:

  - Sentry!

  The Fuhrer retinue burst out laughing. Everything looked extremely funny. Especially when Goering thick hands, began to smear on the uniform of the cream. From this, he only became dirtier. Female servants jumped and began to wipe the second man in the Third Reich.

  Hitler giggling, said:

  - And my successor is a jester!

  Himmler supported the Fuhrer:

  - Just some kind of clown!

  The Nazi and the people turned to his chief executioner and quietly asked:

  "Why does guerilla warfare grow in the territories liberated from the Bolsheviks?"

  Himmler timidly replied:

  - The Bolshevik propaganda is dumbing out people's brains. For twenty years of their domination, the communists so washed their heads of their citizens that they could not distinguish black from white ...

  The Fuhrer took a piece of cake from the golden tray, swallowed it, drinking it down with his favorite orange juice and rationally noted:

  - It is necessary to intensify the process of forming units of the former Soviet citizens in the occupied territories. It is necessary that local forces fight the bandits. In the police should take the former felons, all sorts of scum and scum. We will destroy the bandits with the hands of bandits!

  Himmler indulgently stretched out and reported:

  "This is already being done by my Führer!" More than a million former Soviet citizens were accepted into various, first of all, police formations. Priests of all denominations are invited to cooperate. Especially actively formed nationalist brigades in Ukraine and the Baltic States. Our recent success in the Crimea, led to the fact that the Tatars have become very willing to join the local formation. In general, to push the Soviet citizens together a lot is being done!

  Lame shorty Goebbels confirmed:

  - Propaganda is actively working. We shot several films for residents of the occupied territories. We distribute all kinds of tales about how well it will live under the auspices of the Reich. I even have an idea to create in Ukraine several exemplary settlements that it was rumored how to live well under the Third Reich, how nourishing!

  Hitler grimaced in displeasure.

  -It can be done! But best of all, our fighting power keeps the people in check. And I have to say an unpleasant discovery was that we are lagging behind the advice in military technology. Especially in tanks. I gave the order to our designers to create cars that are superior to Soviet designs. And on my birthday new Tigers were shown. Now the question is small - when will they start en masse to go to the front?

  General Designer Porsche modestly replied:

  - We are working hard my Führer. But the "Tiger" was too heavy. Because of this, a more powerful seven hundred horsepower engine was needed. Its fine-tuning and slows down the work.

  The Fuhrer interrupted, waving his fists:

  - We need a more powerful tank. And the average as a competitor to the Soviet T-34-76. Where is it? Shame on you!

  And Hitler splashed juice from the glass in the face of Porsche. He only snorted and bowed to the Führer, having babbled:

  - Oh, the greatest, will be ready soon! Our tanks will be tested and fire and sword at the front.

  The Imperial Minister for Arms and Ammunition Speer desperately confirmed:

  - The release of technology is rapidly increasing my Fuhrer. The economy is being transferred to a war footing. So everything will be in full openwork. A formidable Focke-Wulf with six firing points is ready to fight the enemy bombers. The newest Yu-188 bomber is unmatched in flight performance. I promise that due to the use of slave labor and the resources of Africa ahead of the enemy, both in quality and quantity of equipment produced!

  The Fuhrer nodded confidently and said:

  - We have enough slaves to repeatedly increase the production of weapons. Much is being done in this direction, but this is not enough! I will demand more!

  And Hitler stepped on the bad leg Goebbels. How desperately howled this shorty. As he began to jump, like a scalded dog. And the Fuhrer laughed wildly. He caught the girl-maid by the foot, tickled her bare heel, and blinked:

  - We must have a lot of just such slaves! They will serve me and bow! Already in the Third Reich twenty million slaves work, but they produce too little.

  The girl smiled and chirped:

  - I am ready to work my Führer!

  The fascist dictator bellowed: - So let it be the work of aerobatics! We will show everyone our valor! Let all our pilots, such as Marcel, to whom I hand over the Order of the Knight of the Cross, an iron cross with oak leaves, swords and diamonds ...

  The Fuhrer did not have time to finish speaking as a powerful explosion followed. Torn TV showing the past of the parallel universe. A pair of the cleverest children came under the blow of a temporary tornado and spun in a whirlwind of eras ...

  . CHAPTER number 2

  Rommel offensive developed successfully. Pal Tolbuk, the British fled in panic. On the eastern front, the Red Army suffered a brutal defeat near Kharkov, finding itself in a boiler. But the decision to develop an attack on Voronezh was not followed. The Germans, having achieved private success in the east, switched to active defense. The liberated forces went to Africa with the aim of conquering the black continent and incrementing new resources. A kind of alternative war plan. The Red Army, having suffered several defeats, temporarily defended. May and early June turned out to be unfortunate for her. And the whole burden of fighting was transferred to the Black Continent.

  There are actively deployed reinforcements. Including something beautiful and unique in the grace.

   The company of girls from the special SS battalion "tigress" flew on a Me-323 transport plane to Tunisia. The girls-warriors were all as on selection, young and not yet married. Mostly high sports blondes, the color of the German nation, its blood and juice.

  Two girls honey blonde and fiery-red stand out among other warriors, who are also, by the way, worthy of the catwalk for their beauty and seriousness in their eyes. If all the other warriors were from among relatively experienced fighters who had time to smell gunpowder in France, Russia and the Balkans. But not so much that too much, for the transience of hostilities and not the desire, to send the girls into the thick of it. They had already fought, then the two were very young, almost girls the very last moment, replacing those killed during the air raid. Of course, they were also trained with all the German thoroughness, but such innocent ones were barely sixteen. Real roses thrown in the desert.

  The fiery redhead "tigress" asked her blonde girlfriend:

  "There are many blacks in the British army." They are very rude and cruel, but imagine Magda, what will happen if you are taken prisoner and torture begin?

  Honey blonde calmly replied:

  - I will try not to be captured by Christina, but if, after all, it is the will of God, we will not give the enemy anything!

  Redhead Christina said in a whisper:

  - Rumor has it that a big offensive in the east with Russia will begin soon. And the troops are pulling up, concentrating their forces. No wonder because the army called up so much infantry, the girls say that there are almost no men left in the villages!

  Magda agreed with a sigh.

  - Yes, it would be creepy! To wage war against the Russians: cruel and fanatical, with their endless spaces and harsh winters ... It will be something awful!

  The redhead objected:

  "The Russians could not win, even the tiny Finnish army, and we smashed, the biggest enemy forces!" Under us is the whole of Europe, and Rommel destroys the British in Africa. Why do you think you will lose?

  Magda reluctantly replied:

  "Russians have a large population, and endless spaces." They will swallow too many troops! And if we do not have time to take the capital of Russia before the winter, our soldiers will simply freeze, and the equipment will be upset, and get stuck in snowdrifts, it will be elementary terrible!

  Christine shook her head vigorously.

  - Oh, do not talk about such nasty things, let's better sing some romance. About love...

  Magda, smiling innocently, agreed:

  - Of course, the best sing!

  The girls of the "Tigress" sang with their clear, crystal voices:

  Pearly, trembling hairstyle,

  Worried, my chest trembles!

  I'm a girl like a timid birch tree

  I'm afraid, and move and sigh!

  And what is the fresh wind whispering in your ear?

  The sand crunches under the barefoot ...

  And there is no happier me on the planet

  When I walk with you in the woods!

  Open my favorite big secret

  How the heart managed to bewitch!

  But is your face so sad?

  On the forehead passed the wrinkles of the finest thread! I am a young man with anguish responds;

  For a long time to part with you war!

  To find us a place in the forests of paradise,

  Defeated, must into the thick of Satan!

  In response, the slender birch nodded

  You're more to me than a heart friend!

  Although the outcome of the battle may be tearful,

  But God is the shepherd with us!

  Shatter the hell of demons - evil shadows,

  So that the groves bloomed green!

  Stroke my tanned knees

  Tighten up cute hug me!

  And he answered like a maiden as a joke,

  Said by the sound of sprawling branches;

  - And will you wait for me you year dove?

  Strong temptation of hot cranes!

  In response, I told him so strictly

  - I will not stand at the machine stand!

  And to my taste is the road of war,

  I want to fight, vicious win!

  Came to the point - cut down the branches-braids,

  I was given a new disc with a machine!

  Though the herbs are crying like pearls of dew,

  Why innocence - became like a soldier!

  Then, that Motherland is more precious to me,

  Homeland above the stars is burning in the soul!

  Not the same gut that bart on the bed,

  And spend the night with a rifle in a hut!

  Victory will come, I believe in this holy

  After all, our business is always right!

  Well, smile more cheerful guys,

  Waiting for us, believe good fortune!

  The whole family sang with them, while the girls shook their heads and clapped their palms. But then their idyll was interrupted, the siren howled and English planes appeared in the sky! The Spitfires tried to attack the supply caravan. ME-109 from the convoy of escort bravely rushed to meet them. Fire-red Christine even jumped for joy:

  - Here it begins the battle in the air! It'll be cool!

  Magda excitedly confirmed:

  - Now ours, they will succumb!

  The English Spitfires were eighteen, and the German Messers were fifteen, not much difference. They scored machine gun bursts and aircraft guns. Christine chuckling, pointed finger:

  - Look at how our our thresh! Beauty!

  Magda philosophically spoken:

  - In a fight, not the strongest will win, but the meanest will win enough to provoke her, and not get involved himself!

  - War is a competition where everyone is disqualified before the start! - supported Christina.

  He from the English "Spitfire" has already caught fire, and began to fall, after him began to fall and the German ... The battle began to flare up with even greater bitterness. The British planes had machine gun armament, and the Germans had guns in one 20-millimeter one piece, the other as many as three 20-millimeter guns, but such machines had only two ... Speed characteristics and maneuverability are almost the same, perhaps even the ME-109 even he weighs less and turns faster. But the British are not so simple, so three of their fighters rushed to the transport, not paying attention to the cover fire. Inside the tigress girls screamed:

  - Come on guys do not miss! Forced light fire!

  Redhead Christina will scream:

  - Powerr! Foerr!

  Me-323 is a huge transport capable of carrying up to 200 people landing, it has six machine guns of defensive weapons. They are located in the "hedgehog" system and start scribbling ... Fighters are firing, and large-caliber bullets pierce the skin and pierce the coating. Female warriors bounce, while squealing like pigs:

  "The lion bitch."

  One of the girls hooked and she convulses. A girl doctor jumps up to her and immediately states:

  - struck through! - And makes her dressing. - That calms down and tries to keep groans. But then the Messerschmit comes to the English fighter in the rear, accurate shots and it lights up and falls. Tiger girls roar:

  - Wonderful! This is our boyfriend!

  At this point, the machine gunner covering the fuselage (and this is a man) falls pierced through the bullet. Magda rushes like lightning, clings to the wire and falls, her boots fly off. A young girl flickering bare, pink heels in a pair of jumps through knocked-down bodies, jumps to the machine gun and presses the trigger. Lead is spat out of the barrel and the Spitfire loses control, begins to collapse into a tailspin.

  Tigress girls scream enthusiastically, and chant:

  - Puck! Washer! Germany vs Britain two-zero!

  Magda, however, did not have time to bring down the second fighter, it was destroyed by German pilots. Air battles were fleeting, and having lost more than half of the fighters, the British fled. The score was 11 against 3 in favor of the Germans. The girls shouted in response, so joyfully and shook hands with each other. The blonde Magda, who was not taken aback, and praised the first shot down plane, her victim, was also praised! The girl flushed with great excitement and muttered:

  - Yes, I did not remember myself! Was it something like that? It is already unthinkable! I am in a trance ...

  Christine with a displeased grin murmured:

  - But I myself can not forgive the delay. So just took when braked!

  Company Commander Margaret Consoled Christine:

  - There is still so much fighting! Here it is Africa!

  Kristina giggled and cut off:

  - Small children are not for nothing, do not go children to Africa for a walk! In Africa there are sharks, in Africa there are gorillas, and in Africa there are big crocodiles! But the Great Reich; told us - do not drift!

  All the tigress girls laughed in unison. How cool it was ...

  The capital of Tunisia, also bears the name, Tunisia it houses the main base of the Nazis in Africa. Germany"s main ally: Mussolini entered World War II only on June 17, five days before the capitulation of France. He wanted to "win", or rather kick, an already defeated enemy in order to gain considerable territorial gains. Well, in the case of the failure of Germany, to open the second southern front against the Third Reich! The Italian army acted, not very successfully and in spite of the overwhelming numerical superiority, was able, at the cost of enormous losses, to advance only a few kilometers. But so Mussolini did not particularly successfully entered the war. In the future, the Italians fought very poorly. Bits in Greece, despite their numerical superiority, in Ethiopia, having almost five times more power than the British, and in Libya, having lost almost the entire territory from the already started developing oil wells.

  But Rommel, a young general who joined the Nazi party, even before Hitler came to power, struck the strongest counterstrike against the British. And he began the offensive even before the transfer of the main forces having only ten tanks and fifty disguised as a truck tank. Prompt throw, was captured by the best British general Calico, and almost all of Libya returned under the control of the Nazis. However, the well-fortified fortress Tolbuk, so ineptly surrendered by the Italians, still holds! Rommel has only two hundred tanks, all T-1 and T-2, that is, light, and another two hundred Italian are generally machine gun wedges weighing 2.7 tons. Of course, with such forces it is difficult to fight with Matilda: having a frontal armor of 78 - millimeters and 70 - millimeter "Cromwell". While the front is temporarily stabilized, both sides are accumulating strength ...

  This was followed by a relatively successful English offensive. The Germans retreated, thirty thousand Italians were taken prisoner. Then Rommel, taking advantage of the concentration of the English forces, struck a series of blows. Resulting in Tolbuk conquered. And new successes have been achieved.

  The SS company landed at the airport and, immediately, hot African air blew on them. Still summer, June and Africa! The girls, however, tried to fasten and did not show that they were hot. And then Margaret ordered:

  - Make a march throw across the desert! And at the same time we will test sunscreens, jump in swimsuits!

  The tigress girls frowned in disgust: they were experimenting again with them. Although of course in a bathing suit in such a heat is much nicer than a uniform, and even body armor, which can also be made to wear.

  The girls quickly dressed in a bathing suit, painted to match the color of the desert, began to smear with a protective cream, which, by the way, should also help them tan faster. Magda helped Christine smear, and ta Magda. Redhead noticed:

  "These are still what Tunisia, on the outskirts of a slum, only in the center of fifty stone houses and a dozen mosques. I've read fairy tales and expected to see the Arabs magnificent palaces with a fountain and gardens!

  Magda answered with a sigh:

  - Alas, if in our world it was like a fairy tale! Christina continued:

  - But man is smart, progress is nice! Though it seems, the Lord forgot it!

  Left alone bathing suits, and slightly before applying the cream rinsed in cool water, the girls-beauties experienced some relief. If the plane itself was still not so hot, then at the airport and the city is just hell. True, other tigresses have already managed to make war in Greece, where April is warm, but still not as in Africa in summer.

  After the shower, the girls were in leather slaps, but Margaret ordered:

  - Pick up another cream and thoroughly lubricate the soles! You will march through the desert barefoot! What is blinking - understand, so proceed.

  Tigress girls smeared their graceful feet of bare, girlish feet, without much enthusiasm. After all, the sand of the Sahara is an almost red-hot frying pan. True, it is still close to the coast, and grassy meadows often fall. But run bare soles over stones, gravel, sand, that heated the African Sun? This is generally wild!

  However, girls-tigresses are not so sissy, the elite training program includes forced marches for girls from the Women's German Union, and also often barefoot, and cross-country terrain. So that warriors do not argue!

   Generally for fascist Germany character, craving for various experiments. Hitler is an ardent admirer of Nietzsche"s theory of the superman, or the man of the future. It must be stronger, faster, clever and cruel than modern people. A true German soldier must be: strong, fast, hardened - because he is Aryan! But the Aryans, who give birth to the heroes, must themselves be warriors, and force should be brought up! Therefore, the most well-trained girls are hard trained, hardened, raised! So their kind, genetically gifted beauties, must undergo extreme hardening in African deserts: to prove that an Aryan and Aryan have all the tests and not the barrier that the Third Reich cannot take that barrier!

  And so the company, leaving the military camp, runs along the narrow, rocky fishing rods of Tunisia.

  Bare girlish heels prick black, sharp pebbles of the road, and cruelly bake. But the lubricant does so slightly soften the burns, and when you run fast, it does not bake so much, although the sun has passed for noon and the temperature is maximum. However, the grimy Arab kids are shrinking, little black heels, without any cream and do not even frown. It can be seen stuffed his calluses on the soles. On almost naked girls in bathing suits, and with developed muscular bodies, Arab men look; open-mouthed, and women are quickly distributed to the sides, even more wrapped in a black veil.

  And the muscular tigress girls are running; holding on his shoulder machines and each backpack with supplies and grenades. And this is a total of twenty kilograms ... Even if we take into account that the girls were picked up physically strong, and not the first year of training in Spartan conditions, it is still weight, especially if the heat is over fifty degrees in the shade, and you need to overcome the marathon distance.

  Magda runs, trying to breathe as best as possible, so that she can have enough strength for a long time. Although she didn"t have lived too much, her last eight years, she spent in a special school for children of the genetic elite. But this does not mean that they lived in comfortable conditions. On the contrary, getting up at five in the morning, pouring ice-cold showers, hard charging, an hour-long run and then a couple of hours of work. Then study, before dinner, again training, including combat sparring. Military training, study, training, up to ten hours, then hang up. Fed, however, not bad, but the meat was not given, vegetables, fruits, fish, pastries and sweets, only on the Fuhrer's birthday, Christmas and May 1. There is practically no free time, everything is strictly regulated ... Of them, people of the future were prepared who were to rule the Earth. Himmler himself the head of the SS kept under control a similar program.

  What did Magda think about fascists and Hitler? That is what they were taught that Hitler is the greatest genius of all times and peoples, invincible commander and future ruler of the Earth. And just like the first Aryan Jesus Christ, the vicar of the Most High God who commanded to conquer this and other cosmic worlds!

  And indeed Germany won, and the faith in the Fuhrer grew stronger! But now, she is actually at war. They are running, brown from the grease of the girls in the desert, bare feet hardening a mixture of sand and gravel, and already growing fatigue is beginning to be felt; pain in the calves, back, and dry mouth. But she is a true Aryan, and she will never break! Rather, let her heart burst, than she will surrender. And not the first time Magda, here to run. I remember they made a march through the mountains.

   Barefoot, girl Magda with a submachine gun on her shoulder, ran along the sharp stones of the pass, completely cutting off the soles, so blood stains remained on the stones, but about It was necessary to start from something in order to pass to the end of the test and to believe in the future Victory! And not Germany: she doesn"t doubt that, but victories over herself!

  Already it becomes easier, and a second wind opens in the trained lungs ... The sun is already declining towards the sunset and the suffocating heat recedes. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, but retreating!

  Redhead Christina also suffers, but attached. She and Magda were old friends, even the beds in the girl"s barracks were next to them. Often they sparred with each other. Two friends deprived of childhood and matured early. However, life is a struggle, an eternal struggle. And perhaps the greatest tragedy for humanity and for each individual person will be when there is nothing to fight for!

  For the first time, Christine saw Hitler at a rally; when she herself was only five years old or even a little less. Then he was not yet the Fuhrer of Great Germany, but just one of the opposition politicians. But in something felt, something special: the inexpressible charisma of this leader, with a small mustache! What exactly the future Führer was talking about, Christine did not remember. Adolf Hitler spoke very emotionally, energetically swinging his fists, often saying the words: Great Germany, valor, honor, chivalry, strength, dignity! And the whole crowd just growled in indescribable delight. And what was the applause. And even then Christine realized that God was incarnate before her!

  So she remembered that day! Her parents adored the Fuhrer, long before Hitler came to power. They joined the party in the late twenties, when the chances of the Nazis to come to power seemed slim, and the Nazis scored two to three percent of the vote! Well, well, the Führer was already then a Führer and a true leader! But it took a brutal crisis that shook the foundations of society to the ground, so that Germany would find its leader in it. The girl grew up in the harsh conditions of an elite barracks, where she spent eight years, but never in her heart hated the Fuhrer.

  Even when she and other girlfriends were cruelly flogged with wide belts (so as not to cut the skin!), Or sent to a punishment cell, where they had to push the wheel in front of them. The punishment invented in the SS is also sophisticated. You spin the wheels, and the body is stuck with sensors, of which it beats the current. The faster you twist it, the weaker the electricity, and when you slow down more. A kind of mixture of punishment for misconduct and physical training. They were tempered and trained in the style of ancient Sparta, which was admired by Hitler and his chief policeman, and the executioner of the Third Reich Himmler!

  As the Führer said: "A German boy must, from childhood, endure beatings and get used to cruelty!" Well, Himmler spread the same thesis to the girls! So he liked to quote Nietzsche - cruelty, cruelty, and once again cruelty cementing the nation!

  A distance of fifty or even a little more than kilometers has already been covered, an enormous load in this heat and with a load for such little girls. Magda, Christina no longer felt their bodies, they ran like somnambulists, feeling something tearing muscles, and a dull pain in the head. But now comes the command:

  - Go to step! For the first time enough!

  The girls are slowing down and are already walking fast. Heels start to itch, even stronger. Magda whispered to Christine:

  - From hell to purgatory!

  A friend did not agree:

  - From purgatory to paradise!

  The stony ground is over and the bare, exhausted legs of the girls enter the soft, emerald grass. Magda exclaimed:

  - And how bliss, after torture with prickly stones, and the burning sands of the desert, walk like a velvet natural carpet!

  This time Christina willingly agreed:

  - Of course, this is really paradise! After such a harsh march! But I think it will be even harder.

  When the tigress girls finally came to the landing, Margaret stopped them and ordered them to lie on their backs. She rudely felt the top ten female footprints and said with obvious satisfaction:

  - Charming! And the skin does not peel off, and there are no blisters on the sole. And even the heels are not dusty, they remain pink, as if you just left the bath! - She grew up Margaret, paused, and suddenly with a speed of lightning threw a dagger. The blade flashed like a sun-bunny as a schoolboy from the mirror, and the point nailed a large, black scorpion. The voice of the SS officer became rougher, and the beautiful features of the girl's face hardened. - Tomorrow we will run from morning to evening. What crooked faces - are you Aryans or not? If so, we must endure those who fall, we will shoot on the spot! On the first, second, calculate.

  After the recalculation, the girls were still forced to do push-ups, and to press, and then mercifully sent to bed. While you can relax.

   Magda dreamed that she fought in the Germanic horde, against the Roman legions. In a rage, the girls are attacking the warriors of Rome. Female warriors only slightly covered breasts with plates, and thighs with loincloths he suffocates of pressure and splashing, of swift swords swinging. And the Roman soldiers, hacked into pieces, with felled heads, fall.

  Magda screams at the top of her mouth:

  - I'll be the champion!

  Her sweeping sweeps, slanting movements are irresistible. Here falls a Roman centurion struck with a sword. Magda shouted deafeningly:

  - Evil spirit - go to hell!

  The girl dodges the swing of the sword, and kicks in the groin. The enemy falls. And the beauty bellows:

  - My true in language!

  That falls roman flag cut down by Christina. Girls trample him with their bare, slightly dusty feet. Graceful traces are left on the canvas.

  And overlap the ranks of the Romans. The warriors fall, and the girls scream at all times:

  - Puck! Washer!

  Magda received a heavy blow with a sword and flew back. She was attacked by a mighty legionary. The girl struggled to fight off his long weapon. The blonde, slightly receding, made the opponent miss. He roared like a buffalo. Made a wide scope. And the edge of Magda"s sword, for a moment, beating the burglar, plunged into his throat.

  The whale, as if thrown to the ground, threw a fountain of blood and began to collapse.

  Magda grinned and roared:

  - This is how tigresses fight!

  Then I chirped:

  "That means the war is going on ... The bad aunt and the bitch is she!" - The girl jumped, played the turntable in a jump, knocked out the Roman and continued singing. "But without her, it's so boring on Earth." Battles affectionately found in a dream!

  The girl was hacked by the Romans, cramped on legionaries. The warriors fell, and the warriors fell down with them. There was an offensive of the German maiden army. Christina struck the opponent's heel in the bridge of her nose, and broke it, forcing her to let a trickle of blood. The girl chirped:

  - We are warriors of Attila! And very nice!

  The first legion of the Romans was almost completely interrupted. His remnants fled. But two more selected legions joined the battle. The girls flew darts, and the warriors began to suffer losses. But still, with fierce fury, they pounced on the Romans. Those used the construction of "turtle" and literally shook under the girl's onslaught.

  Magda picked up the blade of the tortoise and snarled:

  - I am a warrior of light! Warrior of snow and wind!

  She managed to cut off a brush to a Roman soldier, a dart landed in it. The girl hissed:

  - It will only make you worse!

  Warriors, stumbled upon a turtle, slightly confused. But the fighting spirit of the beauties did not die out at all. But they resorted to tactical deception. They rushed to run, flickering with bare heels. And counting on the fact that the Romans will rush to pursue them.

  So it happened. The enraged warriors of the empire threw after them. In addition, the sweaty girlish bodies too shone seductively for the legionaries who were hungry to caress. But it was just a tricky trap. The girls easily jumped over the stakes, and when the Romans ran heavily, the stakes rose and sank into their chests.

  . CHAPTER number 3.

  Oleg woke up, finding himself in a broad meadow. Next to him lay Margarita. Although the children did not receive any burns or any other injuries, they still felt dizzy. The boy-wunderkind sat down and in order to appease the pain in his head he tried to meditate ... Immediately there was an idea about the time where he pleased ...

  The end of June 1942 ... There is a temporary lull on the fronts, only Meinstein storms Sevastopol. The Germans abandoned the offensive, and accumulate power. Battles take place in Egypt, where parts of Rommel gain one victory after another.

  And they were somewhere in the German rear. Stupid of course. Now, however, the very top of the summer is hot ...

  She woke up and Margarita. The girl was up, jumped up, but then sat down, too, dizzy. So they sat back to back. Something, reminding Alice and Pashka from the works of Cyrus Bulychev. Unfortunately, this classic died before it became fashionable to send popadans to the Second World War. Otherwise, surely there would appear a work in which Alice her friends would fight the Germans.

  Oleg from these thoughts was fun, and the boy burst out laughing. But my head was spinning with laughter. The boy suggested to Margarita:

  - Let's try while the sun has a little sleep. And then we'll see ...

  The girl agreed:

  - God will give the day! God will give food!

  Oleg lay down on the mugs and almost immediately fell asleep ... He dreamed of a wolf's den and a fascist sit-in.

  Fascist Germany, the capital of Berlin, the building of the imperial office. A low-spirited man with a small mustache and cold eyes of a piranha nervously paces through the luxurious cabinet. No one else in the history of mankind has ever caused such strong emotions. Nobody hated so fiercely, and so ardently loved. A person or even a beast that shook the entire planet, which many considered to be the antichrist or the devil in the flesh. The one who has achieved unprecedented success and even more amazing defeats. The torch eclipsed all its predecessors and scattered into dead ashes. In the spacious office hang portraits, Frederick the Great, knight-emperor Barbarossa, Bismarck, several German Kaisers, Charlemagne, and a large unfolded map of the world. On it all countries are lined with semiprecious mosaic, and the Third Reich itself is rubies. The USSR on the map is a brown color from selected amber. The nervous man stopped and poked his fingers in the chest, a tall, fat dork with Marshal's epaulets and a hog face.

  - You're Herman just fat beast! Because of your miscalculations, it was not possible to break the spine, the British shabby lion. Now he snaps and pushes our allies to the Italians. But the most important thing is still to come!

  The face of Hermann Göring, despite the threatening tirade of the Fuhrer, remained complacent and dull, he replied in a languid voice:

  - Our pilots showed miracles of heroism and valor. Aces fought like lions, showing the superiority of our aircraft over the British. New fighters Messerschmitt-109 modification "G", have no equal in the totality of combat indicators not with one aircraft of the world.

  The Fuhrer twisted his nose and asked:

  - And the characteristics?

  Herman happily answered:

  - Three air cannons in 20-millimeters and two machine guns in 13-millimeters. This machine is superior to the Soviet counterparts. In Russians, only MIG-3 has five fire points, and then they are all machine guns.

  The Fuhrer softened a bit:

  - Well, the new fighter will help us seize air supremacy. But this is little goering. More promising is Focke-Wulf with six fire points and especially ME-309.

  Herman sighed heavily and answered with some reluctance:

  - The last car will be ready by the end of the year. There will be seven fire points at once in it, three of them are the newest 30-millimeter cannons. In addition, Tank has already begun to develop the TA-152 which will be the evolution of Focke-Wulf. With powerful weapons and armor, but with great flight characteristics ...

  The Fuhrer relaxed ... Then he made a gesture to the servant. She poured the number one chocolate milkshake to the fascist. Hitler took a little sip, and suddenly as a splash in the face of the Reichsmarshal.

  Goring gurgled like a busted tire in the depths of a river. Milk mixed with chocolate flowed over his fat face. The fat man mechanically licked him and hoarse:

  "Oh my Führer, how fair you are!"

  Hitler asked Nazi number two with interest:

  "And when will our troops be in Alexandria?"

  Goring scratched his ear a little and answered uncertainly:

  - I think soon my Fuhrer! Rommel is getting more and more new reinforcements, which means the victory is near!

  Fascist number one burst out laughing ...

  A short man with a monkey yellow face squeaked subtly:

  - Do you hope you are satisfied with my lie?

  Hitler strongly replied:

  - In war, lies, like poisonous gases, only not one respirator will not save! Slander pierces armor rather than a shell, and blows the head off steeper shrapnel! This is your task Goebbels, incite one Soviet people to another! Let the muses charge the guns!

  Goebbels gave a decisive passage:

  - Everything will be executed as you want my Führer. This is my personal innovation, the creation of special propaganda units in the army. Even in the Red Army there is no such powerful art of PR as we do not have! Although red propaganda, much more total and comprehensive than in Western countries!

  Goering roared like a hungry boar:

  - Is there much confusion in idle chatter?

  Goebbels replied:

  - Do not tell me! And who spread the army of allies. The British, the French, the Belgians, the Dutch had more soldiers than us, cannons, tanks, and the resistance was largely minimal, thanks to our informational influence.

  Goering rationally objected:

  - These are swift blows of our troops, repelled the desire of the rip from the enemy! And what propaganda!

  Goebbels issued bulk:

  "One hundred forty-seven divisions, eighty brigades, almost four million soldiers, surrendered. And you think it happened without our impact! For half a year the two armies stood against each other and did not move, the guns didn"t shoot, and we propagandists worked tirelessly.

  Goering, shaking his triple chin, squealed:

  - The language can not penetrate the tank armor!

  Hitler interrupted the squabble between subordinates: - Of course, I recognize the services of Goebbels. His car worked for glory! Language can not pierce the armor of the tank, but neutralize the crew! The French did not particularly try to fight. However, the cause was the blood damaged by the Negroids.

  Himmler bowed to the Fuhrer and replied:

  - We are conducting experiments to create a man of the future. I believe that soon we will have such soldiers that against their background the most terrible guard will look pitiful. In addition, we are adopting what is effective among the Bolsheviks, and this will undoubtedly give the maximum return.

  Hitler is insane and at the same time a genius parasite, nodded:

  - I also introduced elements of socialism into the capitalist system. Now the bourgeoisie cannot, as it used to absorb most of the surplus value! Oligarch in personal consumption receives only six percent of the profits - this is a kind of salary. Our workers have incredible privileges. They can almost run free in Europe. Unemployment is over once and for all!

   At the moment, we lack oil and food. Ukraine will provide us with food, the Caucasus oil. Millions of well-trained and educated Russians, Ukrainians, Belarusians will become our almost free worker. Our landless peasantry will be enriched; every German will receive property. And there will be Russians ...

  Himmler replied:

  - Destroyed!

  Hitler shook his finger:

  "We will initially exterminate only those Russians who will be disobedient to our will." The calculating owner does not exterminate working animals. Caring for conquered peoples, such as pets. Without a reason not to beat, but to break any discontent with force. In particular, what are the considerations of Rosenberg.

  Oriental Land Specialist Rosenberg replied:

  - Of all the Slavs, it is with Belarusians that the largest percentage of fair-haired and blue-eyed representatives of the ethnic group. They, as well as Balts have the largest admixture of German blood. I believe that the most pure and gifted Belarusians can be Germanized.

  Hitler shook his head:

  - Belarusians are extremely cowardly people! They are weak, unable to fight. And the true German is, above all, a warrior. In addition, there are too many Jews in Belarus. This bitch tribe spoiled both the blood and the moral image of the Belarusians. No need to carefully check this people, for the presence of Jewish blood. Everything about which, there is doubt, should be eliminated. It is best not to waste bullets on these freaks, bastard mucus, and just burn, as did the medieval Inquisition.

  Himmler replied:

  - In Europe, we did not do that with the Jews. They simply drove into the ghetto and looked for six-pointed stars. And so cruel reprisals against Jews and half-bloods will alienate us, many allies in the United States and Britain. After all, the majority of Western oligarchs and magnates are Jews by origin. Should I set up against the powers that be!

  Hitler roared, kicked his feet and hit the bulldog blond with a stick. The dog with the pedigree of the queen howled and bounced with a screech. The Fuhrer rushed at Himmler and began to shake him, splashing his saliva:

  - Oh, you dog! Pig, puppy, it means that you are also standing up for this nasty, Jewish offspring that covered the whole earth with feces!

  Himmler muttered, his head shaking:

  - No, my Fuhrer!

  Hitler hit Goering's boot in the ass:

  - And why are you silent hog!

  Goering hoarse:

  - The Jewish people - a nation of bandits!

  Hitler turned into a scream:

  - This is not enough!

  Goering continued:

  - Hell mold!

  Hitler slapped Goering on the cheek:

  - I see you are not able to hog, even swear as it should! Well, I'll take over the Jews myself. And you tell Himmler whether you will hurt the Jews!

  Himmler answered briefly:

  - The order is an order!

  Goebbels remarked:

  - The fact that the majority of oligarchs in the West are Jews, skillfully used by our propaganda in order to incite hatred among the poor against the rich. After all, we are fighting against world Zionism, which means for the happiness of all the poorest segments of society and the world.

  Hitler giggled:

  - For happiness! That is well said! When the iron boot of the Third Reich comes on the throat of the whole world, this will be happiness. As we say, the war of liberation in order to throw off the yoke of the Bolsheviks and the rich from the people.

   Goebbels, squeaking in a thin voice, said:

  - We strongly risked launching an offensive in France, without providing adequate protection from the East. Ten divisions of recruits extremely weak defense against Stalinist tanks. In particular, our intelligence mined a document that back in 1939, Stalin promised to deploy up to ten thousand tanks, six thousand aircraft, one hundred and twenty only infantry divisions and more than four million soldiers. Against such a power, our weak forces would not have stood. Be a blow in May - June 1940, it was fatal!

  Hitler shivered:

  - I myself was afraid of this! But the heroic resistance of the Finns knocked with Stalin. The Soviet army showed its weakness! What is Finland? All three and a half million people, the army which does not have a single tank, all five hundred light cannons, and a hundred plywood airplanes. And they fought with the Red Bear which has more soldiers than the whole population of Finland. And they did not move, Stalin failed to swallow Finland.

  Himmler grinned:

  - Aryan blood!

  Goebbels remarked:

  "But the Russians broke through the Mannerheim Line, with a frontal attack." The losses are huge, but I heard from the Finns about the use of the new powerful KV-2 tank, with a 152-mm howitzer.

  Hitler noted with a frown:

  "And we faced this in the forty-first year." Especially with the menacing T-34 tanks. That superiority in technology prevented us from taking Moscow. It was then that we began to talk about the harsh Russian frosts. It is generally outrageous that our Aryan spirit was weaker than metal. And we sank under the thirty fours.

  I confess that this is also my mistake - he did not insist on the development of heavy tanks.

  Although before the war, two prototypes of the Tigers were ready, with 88-mm cannons, but weak armor! But now our heavy tanks will be plowing next year, as the USSR follows. And lead to victory. But now the eastern front will be sleeping!

  Goering confirmed:

  - You, as always, are wise to the Führer! First allies, and only then Russia. Beat the enemy in parts much more convenient!

  Himmler noticed with a smirk:

  - Our "Tigers" are stronger than the thirty-five, and the Panther will also have an advantage over the Soviet tank. Here the calculations are quite correct.

  Tired of Hitler standing still, the Führer jumped to a huge crystal vase, grabbed the pink color and began to knead nervously in his hands. Injected about a thorn and howled:

  - Here are the buggers! Why not cut the thorns.

  Two slim, beautiful blond girls in blue dresses appeared. They began to vigorously cut thorns with tiny scissors. Hitler put his fingers in his mouth, sucked some blood and suddenly jumped, hitting the girl on an elastic, round bottom. She shrieked, the Fuhrer in Gypsy click the tongue:

  - But the horse!

  Himmler continued:

  - The T-34 tank is capable of penetrating 76-millimeters from a cannon and a projectile initial speed of 630-kilometers 50-mm T-3 armor at a distance of more than a kilometer. However, the 100-mm armor "Tiger" will reflect the shot of the Soviet machine, even at close range. Similarly, the frontal armor "Panther".

  The Fuhrer, grabbing the girl by the hair and pulling her like a mare, wheezed, in the voice of a rusty pipe:

  - I have already read this report! But after all, the optics of the T-34 is so weak that this tank is not capable of firing from a distance exceeding 500 kilos ... ugh, meters. In any case, with chances to hit!

  Himmler willingly agreed:

  - Yes, the optics of the councils noticeably lagging behind! But intelligence has reported that they are building a new, with the most modern technologies, plant for the production of optics near Sverdlovsk. So in two or three years, the Russians are closing the gap.

   Hitler, winding on the arm, the hair of a blond beauty, trying to hurt her, whined:

   - The more we had grounds to hit the USSR first! A few more years and the tips would have become so strong that we no longer had the slightest chance.

  Surrounding the choir replied:

  - Yes, it is so great!

  Hitler poked his beautiful face in a lush, pink bush. She did not dare to resist, because she is commanded by the living God, the Führer. Thorns pierced the tender face, puncturing smooth skin. The girl wanted to cry out, but in Hitler's icy gaze death was being read, as if paralyzed, several drops of blood fell on the damp ground of the vase.

  The Fuhrer liked her submissiveness, and once more, slapping her on the pope, Hitler released the unfortunate servant: - Went a bitch! "Then nervously several times, jerking his head, said:" To overwhelm means to win! " The commander, warning of his strike, either an idiot or a saint, that in fact the same thing! Holiness is the surest sign of degradation, with the attractiveness of the bright coloring of the Amanita!

  Goebbels applauded:

  - what are the wise words!

  In place, Hitler replied Himmler:

  - A group of sorcerers and magicians, has developed a special, extrasensory weapons. It leads us to the astral contact of higher spiritual forces and allows us to contact the sovereign of being. He promised us a warm and dry winter.

  Hitler grinned:

  - Last time, magicians influenced the combat capability of the British and French in such a way that they died having lost their morale. The same will happen now.

  Goebbels remarked:

  - Count on magic in the age of the atom!

  Hitler hit his foot in a vase (Goebbels did not want to beat, he was too small and fragile, you can seriously hurt) Porcelain made according to special recipes stood, and the Fuhrer grabbed his leg and screamed:

  - Oh, it hurts!

  Goebbels rushed to the Fuhrer and began to rub his leg:

  - O great our lord! I did not expect this.

  Hitler suddenly nervously laughed:

  - Yes, I played you stupid! Now let's get in order. Laboratory studies have established the fact of telepathy. Is not it!

  Goebbels nodded:

  - Yes, so my Führer!

  Hitler rubbed his hands:

  - I'm a hypnotist myself! So this is what it says! There are certain higher astral and mental powers. Magic is indeed reality. As the transfer of thoughts at a distance.

  Goebbels replied:

  - With me there was such a case. The house should have collapsed, I felt a mental order and hurriedly left it. It seemed that the voice said: get away it's dangerous! And three minutes later this happened.

  Hitler confirmed:

  - And with me it was during the First World War. I received an order to leave the trench before the bomb exploded.

  Goering testified:

  - And I was kept by higher powers. Sometimes, you sit at the controls of the aircraft, and then once the team to the right. Some kind of flair! You leave, the enemy airplane is shot down, and you are alive! I went through the whole war without a scratch, and shot down fifty-eight airplanes. One of the best assov Germany - I

  Hitler replied:

  - I know your merits Herman. And do you believe fortunetellers?

  Boar grunted:

  "One of them predicted that my life would be in grave danger, but I would be able to escape the noose!"

  Hitler grinned:

  - You will not leave me! If I want to hang you, I'll hang you without any delays or appeals.

  Goering made a clumsy attempt to worship: his stomach was in the way. He even grunted from the tension:

  - O Führer!

  Goebbels said timidly:

  - We need to ask the Pope to anathematize the Bolsheviks. I think Mussolini will have a similar effect.

  Hitler snorted:

  - Benedito is too weak! He still suffers a weak-minded monarch, although it is long overdue to establish a republic with a duce.

  Goering replied:

  - I have long advised to tune the king an accident.

  Hitler snorted:

  "Mussolini did not heed my advice without declaring war on Malta." Because of this, the British are now tormented by Italy. Foolish pasta with its limited leader. Rams driven by rams. Having a numerical superiority, the Italians are defeated, after defeat, and they also call themselves the descendants of Ancient Rome.

  Himmler barked:

  - Corroded blood!

  - Or rather!

  - Previously, the Romans were blond and blue-eyed, until they mixed with the Moors. Negros spoiled genetics!

  Hitler clenched his fist:

  - Exactly! Pathetic creatures!

  Goering proposed:

  "Maybe we"ll order Scorsel, bang the king, and replace the Duce with a younger, more energetic politician."

  Hitler squinted: - I doubt it is a good idea! Among the sheep is difficult to find a wolf. Germans are a nation of leaders and heroes. We are fully capable of building and hiding everyone. Split reinforced concrete rear. But in general, at the expense of Mussolini, we'll talk more about Russia with him. I did not dedicate it to my plans.

  Goering asked:

  - And why?

  The Fuhrer reluctantly replied:

  - So that he does not think that he was able to convince me not to press on the eastern front, but to transfer the burden of fighting to the Mediterranean. Already he is proud. What do you particularly know about Mussolini?

  Himmler smiled horribly:

  - We even have a correspondence! Our agents kidnapped the originals, replacing them with copies. Do not worry my Führer, Mussolini is overlaid by our agents like wolf flags.

  Hitler calmed down:

  - Italy has forty eight million population, not counting colonies. Her troops, we will be very useful. However, France, together with the colonies, had a population of over two hundred million, more than the USSR, and crumbled like a house of cards.

  Goebbels shouted in response, like a student in class:

  - Large colonies, it is strength and weakness! Many Arabs and Indians are ready to support our troops.

  Hitler grinned:

  - In general, I have always treated Islam with much more respect than Christianity. The teachings hit you on the right cheek - turn left: idiocy. It turns people into slaves. Only stupid Slavs can be Christians. And faith in Allah is good for wars.

  Goebbels agreed:

  - Islam has a lot of good! For example, polygamy!

  Hitler laughed:

  - I will definitely introduce polygamy!

  Goebbels dutifully bowed in three deaths:

  - My wife does not mind! We Germans must populate the entire globe. And women can be recruited from conquered peoples.

  Rosenberg confirmed:

  - There are so many beautiful, fair-haired, slim women in the East.

  Hitler remarked:

  - Not full!

  Rosenberg countered:

  - Physically, the Slav women are very strong. They are able to give birth to many strong healthy children. I think that the most beautiful and clever of them can be given away as younger wives of the SS, and to distinguished Wehrmacht soldiers, so that they give birth to children and work on the farm.

  Hitler shook his head, it is not clear what he wanted to say, yes or no. Then a dull voice sounded.

  - You can also try! Only photos of these women in new passports must be nude.

  Goebbels giggled:

  - It is very reasonable! We will select women, without physical flaws! Each creature has a pair!

  Hitler replied:

  - The most outstanding are three and four! Here, for example, in addition to the iron cross with diamonds, to give a naked busty Slav with a magnificent breast and wide hips.

  Goebbels suggested:

  - Why? It will be great! I also love high slavyanochek.

  Goering predicted:

  - This is from the fact that you are short!

  Goebbels offended:

  "Napoleon and Nelson were also short." After all, as they say: from head to toe head, from head to foot brute!

  Goring snorted:

  "That's why you don"t miss a single skirt." Little giant of big sex - cool Goebbels!

  Shorty foul squeak:

  - Not that you are a boar!

  The Fuhrer bellowed like a sliced ram:

  - They chat a lot!

  Himmler replied:

  - SS will shorten tongues! We only last month, caught almost five hundred spies!

  Hitler asked:

  - Everyone admitted?

  The chief executioner of the Third Reich made an unsuccessful attempt to pout his chest:

  - Most! We are in the issues of torture large docks.

  - It is necessary to bring the figure to a thousand. - Hitler bit off a couple of rose petals and chewed. - Arrest with your families. Torture the children in the eyes of parents, try the parents in front of the children. Forget about pity, we have a great goal - world domination and all who interfere with this, must be destroyed! To the glory of great Germany! Himmler replied:

  - Many of our investigators are embarrassed to use brutal measures against women and children!

  Hitler flooded his feet, splashing saliva:

  - Slabak in a concentration camp! In a convict prison. Who should serve in the SS should know: the good is a traitor, the soft is a traitor. Every German must become a steel machine of destruction. Ideally: the country should be one solid barracks and a prison.

  The environment shouted in unison:

  - Heil Hitler!

  Marshal Goering sang:

  - Guns spank instead of oil - this is not a fairy tale! That crawls tank - not "Purdy"! The tale will come!

  Everyone burst out laughing:

  - Ay yes Goering, ah yes as! A boot with a swing in the eye!

  Hitler snorted:

  - Come on, Herman do it!

  . CHAPTER number 4

  The next day, the girls continued their barefoot run. Neither technique nor sense of proportion. Like a survival march. And so on to the very end. And the rumors about the loud victories of the German arms are getting stronger. So why not get to the front, and die of thirst and sunlight in the desert? And then, when it is darker to fall into the hardest sleep?

  But in a dream you can watch the continuation of the battle. Magda saw that her opponent, not quite backing, was standing steadily, suddenly jumped, fucking, with his bare little leg under his knee. And when the moor began to fall, the edge of the sword passed between the bronze plates and the ribs. Christina also began to wave her swords where more energetic. The girls simultaneously squealed like pigs. Although their swords were moving differently, synchronization was still felt.

   Magda grappled with a large Roman warrior, whose helmet was, decorated with peacock feathers. This time she really had a very experienced and strong opponent. Golden stripes also spoke about the ego of experience and merit. Having repulsed several attacks of a fair-haired girl, a thug, apparently a noble grandee went on the offensive. Magda backing, whistled:

  - And you are not Italian!

  Terrible patrician replied:

  - And you just barefoot slut! How many do you think you can hold out, against the ancient Roman blade?

  Magda retorted:

  "I don"t know against the blade, but you bearded and have nothing to resist!"

  However, despite all the optimism radiated by bare-legged Magda, the girl had to move backwards. The Romans brought fresh reserves into battle, girls and boys were increasingly injured or stabbed to death. The boys, the archers, however, tried to shoot over their heads, shattering the appropriate cohorts.

  Christina, meanwhile, carefully laid down another adversary, and another cut down a brush. The warrior sang:

  - Nuclear sword, wants to cut you! Hellfire blazing laser beam! But you do not think how to save your life, true to love, you will be until the end!

  Magda was surprised:

  - And you sing like a real scientist!

  Christine in the report sang:

  - It's great when pilots in physics, they move their science forward! But the main issues are solved in the ranks, in the ranks, in the ranks!

  Magda confirmed picking up:

  - It is pleasant to live among fire and smoke! And hear the chirping machine gun! Lead us to the Fuhrer invincible! Forward, forward, forward!

  Christine supported:

  - When the shells are torn day and night, soon go the ranks and orders! Let over the world rumbles violently - war, war, war!

  Charlotte was inspired to feel the pulsating energy in his athletic body. And the speed suddenly became, like the flapping of dragonfly wings. And so the warrior of ancient Rome missed the point of the poke. And distracted, and warrior Magda ripped his tendon on his right arm:

  - Do not dare to be rude lady!

  The thug, with his peacock feathers tugging at his lower lip, replied in frustration:

  - After all, it was just a joke! After all, it was just a joke!

  Magda mockingly, hacking on a weakening hand, replied:

  - Do not joke with a tigress!

  And when the Roman hero fell on his knees, the warrior banged his knee on the chin. Kristina approved:

  - This is quite in our SS style!

  Magda here got a tip in the shoulder, and gasped:

  - Well, you are dorks!

  Kristina advised:

  - Make the mill! And twist your swords harder! Here archers of the Romans entered the course, it was heavy in armor, and their weapon was about a man's height. Of course, the long arrow and a half meters, too dangerous weapon against half-naked girls and boys. Attila apparently realizing that it is impossible to wait any longer; threw in the attack of cavalry, which he personally led into battle.

  This giant rotated immediately with two swords, each with a knight's tournament spear!

  Magda smiled and winked.

  - Here, finally, our handsome comes!

  Christine giggled.

  - It is necessary to beat strongly and most importantly on time! At the moment when the effect of this will be maximum!

  And big arrows all fell from above. Girls and boys deftly bounced off to the side, and even shouted:

  - That will be our way! You can get away from the bullet, and what an arrow.

  But some people still hit the arrows. And not only the representatives of the German regiments of Attila died, but also, and in large quantities, from the presents of their own Roman soldiers. However, the barbarian horsemen, bypassing their ranks, attacked the enemy infantry. Well, and Attila himself, looked just chic.

  Magda threw back the sticky gentleman:

  - Do not paw, not yours!

  Christine shook her head.

  - And the guys here are not bad, although not like ours! Our Aryan falcons!

  Magda, hacking with the sword of a Roman, agreed:

  - Of course, no match! German power Rome believe no match! Crush like a louse and, hand does not tremble!

   Kristina confirmed:

  - Yes, even if the sword is not shit!

  The tiger girls briskly added, twirling a pretzel with their swords and singing:

  - We are fighting for the right cause! There is no compromise with the bayonet! The sun will not close over the clouds! Do not cover the darkness of the early dawn!

   Finally, Attila herself broke through to the archers of Rome. However, judging by the magnitude, these bows were clearly made in Britain. Fighting Magda, remembered the story. Under Edward the Third, called the Great by the English, it was the archers who became the main arm of the troops ... And some of them were mounted on a horse! The superior forces of the French were mercilessly beaten. In general, both Jungfoling and the Union of Germanic girls, hats and capsidism were not welcomed ... The British were recognized as dangerous by the enemy, having won more lands than any other nation in the entire history of the planet Earth!

  But now the horsemen of the barbarians crushed the archers, cutting them with powerful blows up to the camp. Magda, faced an opponent from China. He was not too tall, but he famously twisted his shod shoes in boots with spurs:

  - Germans are parasites - there will certainly be bits! - He roared.

  Magda answered with a dagger lunge:

  - In vain, the enemy believes that he managed to knock down the Germans! Who dares to attack in battle, enemies will violently beat!

  Christine picked up:

  - Will not comprehend the planet dashing trouble! And in vain the enemy threw strength on the march! Defeat the enemy in a terrible battle! Darkness will crumble to dust - the time of light will come!

  Magda waved again with even more energy, summing up:

  - The word is not a sparrow, but verbiage turns it into a crow!

  Christina held:

  - When the tongue grows small, a lump in the throat is baked from flour!

  Magda with a powerful, even if not for a female sword blow, struck the fighter who had jumped from the left and then grappled with the Chinese again. The blonde warrior screamed fiercely and loudly:

  - You're not taking a lie!

  The Chinese warrior replied:

  - And you do not need to take, you have everything in front of me.

  Magda giggled back:

  - Close to the elbow, but do not bite!

  Here the edge of the sword clawed a girl-tigress like a cobra, cutting the armor plate and exposing the breast: fluffy and with crimson nipples. The Chinese man roared sadly:

  - And now you just have to pray! Which church do you prefer: Catholic or Gospel?

  Magda evil replied:

  - The church differs from the prostitute in that bliss always postpones for later!

  The Chinese bared their crooked teeth:

  - And that sense of humor has not changed you! Oh girl how I feel sorry to maim such beauty as you!

  Magda bared her teeth:

  - And I do not mind! In general, it is a pity for the bee, and the bee is on the Christmas tree, and the tree is in the forest! Where the forest - on the nose!

  The Chinese roared back:

  - Germany has a lot of enemies! Magda deftly retorted:

  - Many cooks - spoil the porridge!

  After the next outburst of a narrow-eyed warrior, a bloody streak remained on the girl"s chest. Gerda oyknula and retreated. The Chinese growled:

  - Here you get!

  The girl replied calmly:

   - Who does not get on the brain, he will never wiser! Brains like a wallet, you need to get to fill them!

  The Chinese snapped:

  - Well, you love sophistry! For the first time I see such an educated and erudite girl. You know, maybe you'd better go to the army of Great Rome. With us, any person, regardless of nationality, can occupy the highest position under the emperor!

  Magda replied:

  "Better to die than betray!"

  The narrow-eyed warrior remarked:

  - This is not reasonable, look at the battle goes our cavalry ... And when you get captured, you will literally howl from the pain on the rack!

  Magda calmly replied:

  - It is better to calmly strike once than to scream a hundred times!

  But alas, the Chinese seem to be right; thousands of Roman horsemen, led by the emperor himself (his armor is as if covered with a crust of diamonds, rubies and emeralds!), Are being sent to the barbarians. However, the horsemen of Attila had already managed to kill most of the enemy archers, the boys of the barbarian troops themselves began to intensively send arrows to the enemy ranks. Desperately chopped Christina cheered her partner:

  - Do not give up Magda! Do not give in to his promises! Better pull yourself together and resolutely win!

  Attila, along with his warriors, entered the Roman system. His gigantic swords, like the blades of a screw, beat up a bloody mixer. And the thug himself went forward, trying to break into the emperor.

  Magda philosophically remarked:

  - Want to become a herdsman herds, do not be a sheep!

  Christine agreed:

  -Each ram wants to become a shepherd while the wolf is far away, and the rifle is near!

  Here Magda received another wound in the stomach. The girl retreated again. Her bare foot suddenly stood on the point of the dagger protruding and Magda squeaked:

  - Oh oh oh! How painful!

  Christine herself has already received several injuries and leaned back. The warrior screamed:

  - Take care of your strength, the Romans will not stand a long cut!

  But the barbarians really had to be tight. More and more Roman troops entered the battle. Here in the brutal fight the horsemen in golden armor rushed. Above them fluttered banners with wolf heads. And the bogatyr rushed ahead, perhaps even larger than Attila. At the same time, the Romans even tried to reach the army of barbarians from the flanks, launching two regiments of the powerful with spears and bronze armor, bypassing the main battlefield. Magda prayed:

  - We are running out of power, we are about to lose!

  Kristina suggested:

  - And you sing back! The song helps us to build and live! Under the drum under the red banner of the campaign! And the one who walks with a song in life; he will never be lost anywhere!

  Both girls sang in chorus, and despite the injured voice; was like a pipe:

  There is a call of the soldiers,

  Not a profession, not a title!

  Though sometimes a hundred pounds automatic,

  There is no march, flesh-torment flesh!

  But we go, putting forward a step,

  Because we serve the Fatherland!

  Believe, the evil enemy will be defeated,

  To have fun while living!

  We were taught from the cradle almost,

  For the Fatherland to fight with courage!

  There used to be swords from steel,

  And now the RPG in a strong knapsack!

  Do not step back or step back

  Though the bodies of the grave side!

  We shall cut a row of foes

  May the Most High add strength to us!

  Tanks rod, planes fly,

  Bombs raining and tearing shells!

  Do not hold us for vile puppies,

  Soldiers are hardened! Here is a comrade died like a hero

  You will not put anything under the cross!

  Often people play with fate,

  But love will be stronger - believe me!

  Though in a battle where nailing is hard,

  Recall our illustrious ancestors!

  As we went to Rome for a long time,

  What not to eat slaves in the vile scraps!

  Did not appear to bow to us to beat,

  Do not put our world on your knees!

  We're krechety - we beat the game ourselves,

  Representatives of all generations!

  That effort is also a throw,

  The enemy is already visible, finely shaking!

  The bullet almost hit the temple

  Darkened in the eyes of our sun!

  But we went up to attack,

  Smash nasty bayonets butt!

  We will burn out the Fritz, if you need fire,

  Our fighter has become without prices - just a treasure!

  As soon as the girl-tigress died, the main hero of the Roman army in gold with sapphire cornflowers fell from the blow of Attila. A Chinese-inspired girl cut it down even earlier, and now attacked the representative of the commander of the infantry. He entered into battle with the present, one-eyed giant and even began to crowd him, waving his sword:

  - You monster will not cope with us! Because we are Germans!

  The thug rudely replied:

  - Germans are peppers! Nation crippled!

  Magda got really angry.

  - Not! We are Germans a priori nation of great warriors. That nation that used to win and not in front of anyone not to bend!

  The giant curled his lip and immediately got the edge of the sword in the throat. From the bull's neck the fountain danced ... He staggered, and immediately received a shot under the heart ... Magda exclaimed:

  - Heroism has no age!

  Christina cheered her friend:

  - Truly crush them my dear stronger ... There will be even more rapid pressure!

  At this moment, one of the barefoot archer boys dumped the Roman emperor with an accurate shot. And it was necessary to please the arrow directly into the eye!

  Magda sang, singing:

  - Wow! Not in the eyebrow, but in the eye!

  Christina twisted her finger to the temple:

  - And what! Better to hit one time than curse a hundred! Well, now the enemy will run!

  Magda chopped down another warrior, confirmed:

  - The enemy from fear will tremble and jump away will jump!

  Indeed, the ranks of the Romans hesitated and began to yield. Generally, when the army takes flight it is creepy. Even if it is such a disciplined army as ancient Rome. No wonder, after all, Genghis Khan, in the event that one dozen had escaped, ordered the execution of a whole hundred ... Although the accuracy of the last order is questioned whether it is not a fiction of historians. Even in Rome, every tenth was executed while fleeing. Flickering bare legs, girls and boys rushed to pursue the enemy. And the horns began to play ...

  Magda woke up, abruptly jumped up, the girls quickly lined up. We washed, brushed our teeth and again smeared with protective creams with a forced march through the desert. So they are barefoot in some swimsuits and rushed through the sandy hell.

  The Arab kids showed their fingers in surprise and whistled:

  - Deutsche Akbar!

  Magda looked around and looked at the retreating palm trees with anguish, then whispered to Christine:

  - Again in hell!

  The red-haired diva answered with a smile:

  - All people are sinners, and the hell is the natural state of sinners!

  Magda winked back.

  - A man can not sin!

  Christine nodded her fiery hair and on the run began to explain:

  - I agree! Even a thousand times agree! In general, sin is a relative and purely human concept. For example, if we take the morality of the ancient world, then in it, it was good that it benefited both the man himself and his tribe-clan. For example, adultery was considered a blessing, not a sin!

  Magda willingly agreed:

  - Right! The Führer himself believes that it is better for a woman to become pregnant from a war hero than from her, not always valiant husband. Especially if she has a husband, there are signs of harmful, impure blood.

  Margaret screamed at the girls:

  - Take care of the girls' breath, this time we run to exhaustion!

  Magda smiled back.

  - It is possible to be tired, but it cannot be exhausted.

  Half an hour the girls fled, silently, and then Christina whispered:

  - Do you know what a strange dream my friend had?

  Magda was surprised:

  - Yes, I confess too! Why?

  Christina grinned, replied:

  - Nothing! Such a dream, as if I was a warrior in the army of the great barbarian Atilla. And we fought with the waxes of ancient Rome. And everything was so beautiful and cruel at the same time ...

  Magda giggled back:

  "You know, I dreamed of that too!" Even a surprising coincidence. I've seen you in a dream!

  Christine winked back:

  - And I love you! You fought well, although a narrow-eyed and yellow-faced warrior almost killed you!

  Magda was not joking this time, surprised:

  - Can not be! It does not happen that two people have the same dream at the same time?

  Christine retorted:

  - If the flu is collectively sick, then the dream may be the same. Then how will it lead! I heard that in Tula society there are special mediums who take a potion, and breathe in tinctures of herbs, and then sink into visions! And they quite manage to be prophets!

  Magda, jumping over a cobblestone, agreed:

  - Of course! In principle, the gift of prophecy does not require supernatural forces, it is just that there may be quite material, and as yet unresolved, physical laws in nature. But what is this dream about?

  Christina, with a shrug, answered:

  - I do not know! Maybe the Third Reich will conquer Britain and the United States behind the Lion, or ... One can guess for a long time!

  Magda wanted to say something, when suddenly her ear caught another audible noise of motors. Despite the remoteness, it was obvious that the aircraft engines were noisy, and that they were approaching significantly ... Margaret, commanded:

  - What is the stage of exercise number two: disguise.

  The girls-tigress stopped, removed from their backpacks camouflage cloaks, painted the color of the desert. Then they began to promptly dig in, at the same time, that from above it was not noticeable, which is unnatural. Here Magda thanked the fate that they both had weapons and engineer shovels. Otherwise, the girls in the desert could be easy prey for British attack aircraft or dive bombers. Christine, scraping the sand barefoot, said:

  - It seems we will have to smell gunpowder, still in Tunisia ... The ways of the Lord are inscrutable!

  Magda replied slyly:

  - The lack of accurate knowledge is always bad, with one exception, if we are talking about the plans of the Almighty!

  Two dozen British airplanes flew over the masked tigress girls, they probably did not notice anything, and were already beginning to dissolve beyond the horizon, when suddenly new suspicious sounds were heard. Margaret commanded:

  - Everyone lie down and do not move!

  The girls-tigress froze, they were waiting for something. And here came the light conveyors and trucks because of the sand dunes. Judging by the design, English and American production. They slowly moved towards the capital of Tunisia. Madeleine was a little confused. He believed that the front line was still far away, which meant that the British would not have time to appear. Rather, should not appear. And then rushing a whole column. Although, perhaps, less than a battalion ... Who are they, some kind of battle group, bypassing the deserts is not a solid front wants to rummage around the rear. It seems to be logical, although with technology they are easy to see in the desert. In any case, you need to pass on your radio, and the fire does not open. Especially because there are only a hundred people, and the British are more than three hundred!

  Magda whispered to Christine:

  - Here they are English! For the first time I see them so close!

  The red-haired girlfriend, also pretty nervous, replied:

  - Nothing special! And among them are so many blacks!

  Indeed, at least half of the English were black. And the colony was moving slowly, and the negros still something howled ... They are getting closer and closer ...

  Here the nerves of one of the girls could not stand it, and she hit a submachine gun. In the same second, the other warriors opened fire, and Margaret barked belatedly:

  - Pl! Several dozen Englishmen were mowed down at once, one of the trucks was flaming. The rest of the British opened indiscriminate shooting. Margaret caught the moment, screamed:

  - Offensive grenades to throw together!

  Girls from the elite SS battalion "Tigress", hurling grenades far and accurately. And what since childhood they have been trained, and more special methods have been passed. This is when you train with a current, a little slow with a shot and you discharge. They threw their presents and Magda with Christina. And the British somersault and upside down ... It's funny so. They shoot randomly, and the blacks still scream in an incomprehensible language. That's exactly scumbags ...

  And Magda shoots and throws, while still singing:

  - The SS pupils nightmare! One jump - one hit! Tigress we - our method is simple! We do not like to pull the cat by the tail!

  Christina responds in the same way. The bullets fired by her are broken into fragments of the skull. And then another knock out his eyes. Here is one frightened black man, how he stabbed a white-haired partner in the side with a bayonet. That blood spit in response. Christine sings along:

  - Angels of star gloomy hell! It seems that everything in the universe will destroy! In the sky soar fast falcon need! To save the soul from destruction!

   The British are unorganized, most of them colonial soldiers: blacks and Indians, Arabs. They: now fall, dying, then, on the contrary, suddenly jump up and start to rush like angry hares. However, girls shoot accurately, and even grenades and fragments fly far, but it is thick! Now there are few enemies left. Margaret shouts in English, her voice is so deafening and loud that you don't even need a horn:

  - Give up and we will spare your lives! In captivity you will have good food, wine and sex!

  It worked instantly and once already surrendered ... Hands up and ...

  Fifty prisoners were gathered, half of them wounded. Margaret commanded:

  - Finish the wounded!

  "Tigress" without ceremony, they let bullets in the temple, those who could not stand on their feet, and the rest were loaded into cars and drove them to the nearest base.

  After the hot desert sand, Magda"s bare legs are very pleasant to feel the soft rubber. She even moans blissfully ... American trucks are very comfortable, and do not shake during the trip. Having won the girls cheerful. Christina asked Magda:

  - How many did you kill?

  The tigress girl shook her shoulders in bewilderment:

  - I do not know? I was not the only one to shoot ... But I think that a lot!

  Kristina counted:

  "There are a hundred of us, about three hundred enemies are killed, that means three each for a brother, that is, for a sister!" An impressive start to the war!

  Magda waved her hand indifferently.

  - It is not important for me! The main thing is that no girlfriend died. Although this is of course statistics, three hundred enemies have been destroyed, and from our side only two female tigress warriors are slightly injured. I even wonder how we have not captured Africa entirely, with such warriors.

  Christina immediately spoiled the mood:

  - So in fact, we lost to these unfortunate warriors in the eighteenth!

  Magda shook her brightly, lightly, as if spattered with New Year's snow with her head:

  - This is because of betrayal! And in fact, we were closer than ever to victory, and it was obvious to everyone who is not blind! Alas, we were prevented!

  Christina agreed, deftly scratching her bare foot behind her left ear:

  - Yes, betrayal, sabotage, mediocrity of the military ... And we still broke the Russians, forcing them to surrender in the eighteenth year! Ah, it would be nice to take a walk around the expanses of Russia, it's cool there, and here it's hot!

  . CHAPTER number 5

  Goering performed the dance of a hippopotamus. He was so carried away that he made an attempt to climb the table. But he did not succeed, and he flew with a crash, dragging along a paperweight, a Napoleon figurine, a bust of Hitler and a bunch of folders. The bust of the Fuhrer split from hitting the boar"s head. There was a wild scream, and blood poured. Hitler commanded:

  - Help him!

  Several bare-legged girls in a blue uniform flew in, they picked up Goering and began to bandage his head.

  Goebbels snorted:

  - The head can not hurt! This is a bone!

  Himmler muttered:

  - Oh, it's not easy work, from the swamp to drag the hippo!

  Goering was taken away, and Hitler, looking around at him frowningly, barked:

  - Get out cretins, you're tired of me!

  The environment flew out of the vast Führer's office. Hitler got up on all fours and barked after him:

  - Woof! Woof! Woof! Kukareku! I mop you up! He walked on all fours, scratching his ear with his foot. Left alone, Hitler climbed onto the table and thought about it, began to talk to himself:

  - I am surrounded by bastards and cretins! They are all cowards! Low vile panties every one and insidious sycophants. Oh my God what idiot I am surrounded! Conquer all of Europe, raise your nation from its knees, and ultimately remain in complete solitude.

  But honestly speaking, he is a great ruler of Hitler. Only eight years of government, and the country destroyed by the crisis has not only been restored, but raised to unprecedented heights. The industry has grown by more than three, and with the conquered peoples and countries as much as six and a half times compared with 1932. Russian for one Finnish war put a lot more soldiers than he Hitler captured the whole of Europe. Such a triumph the speed of conquest, which would envy Napoleon, Genghis Khan, Alexander the Great. His name is booming around the world. And there is only one person before whom he - Adolph is in awe! Stalin - the son of a Russian nobleman Przewalski and a simple Georgian peasant woman! Not a Jew, but very capable, by cunning and deceit, to give odds to any Jew. Stalin is a fool, of course, in order to allow Hitler to conquer Britain and Africa, he will sow a backstab in the Third Reich. In any case, He - Hitler there would have acted in his place!

  Alas, Goering is not born a leader, and does not understand basic things. He, therefore, the Führer, therefore appointed Goering as his successor, because by virtue of the near mind of a hog, he is perfectly safe as a conspirator. There is always the danger that a successor announced by you will want to speed up the process and kill you. Here he is Hitler only a few years older than Goering. Unlike a hog, does not smoke, does not drink, does not overeat, watching for weight. But the thick live less. It is unlikely that Goering will be able, you will not experience a force majeure to survive the Fuhrer. So this is the successor, so for the odds. Another type of Goebbels. In propaganda, just an ass, his services to the party are enormous. Pretty cultured, educated, brave, but weak! Can the Führer of a great nation be almost a dwarf and a cripple? True, Hitler himself is only 166 cm, even slightly below average and by no means a hero. When he studied in village schools, he was a daredevil and a ringleader. But here in the gymnasium he was beaten and humiliated by stronger students.

  And for the boy, who was initially imbued with the awareness of his exclusivity, it was very painful. He was not evil since childhood, even now he sometimes gets scared by the flow of blood and his atrocities. Right now, he led to his entourage like the last fool. How it was affected by the injection of anphytamines. And also the desire to hide ostentatious swagger, their own helplessness and vulnerability. Yes, he understood that he was behaving badly, but the devil was squeaking in his head. Be a tyrant, crush everyone and crush! Be a cruel despot! You are the Führer, you are God, you must mock everyone. And what if you create a new religion and your Trinity, the head of which could be the Führer. How to say science develops. and scientists of the Third Reich and other conquered countries can at least make him immortal. In any case, the magicians promised to find a potion that returns youth.

  Then Oleg Rybachenko woke up, a drop of rain fell on his face. The boy jumped up.

  It was already completely dark, and there was a warm, judging by the climate, Ukrainian night.

  Margarita woke up a little earlier and sat on his haunches. The summer rain intensified, and the children hurried to hide under the tree.

  The heads had already stopped spinning and Oleg said vaguely:

  - Well, how?

  Margarita delightedly replied:

  - You're just a genius!

  Rybachenko pouted himself a wide chest and proudly said:

  - What did you think! My machine works!

  The girl exclaimed indignantly:

  - Yes, it would be better if she did ... did not exist! What will we do now?

  Oleg shook water from his hair and sincerely replied:

  - And what usually do people like in this situation? We will perform feats!

  The boy fumbled in his pocket and exclaimed indignantly:

  - Yes, I dropped the gun ... But I will make nothing for myself a new one!

  Margarita indignantly uttered:

  - Yes, do ... Here you are not the twenty-first century! Try it out of the tree to craft a starship!

  Oleg roared hard in response:

  - Now is not the Middle Ages! What to do, then I will do it! And in general, we now popadantsy, and it sounds good!

  The girl answered with admiration:

  - Yes, of course, the trappers! But unlike a fairy tale, everything is more severe and much more prosaic!

  The boy-wunderkind confidently stated in an ironic form:

  - The fact that the light of the doctrine, in winter and spring ... I say without exception to all the evil forest!

  Margarita approvingly confirmed:

  - Yes, a sense of humor has not left you! And this may be the main thing!

  Oleg Rybachenko replied in a poster with The girl burst out laughing ... And the summer rain intensified. The tree covered from the jets is very bad. The guys soon got soaked to the skin. And to dry it where.

  Rain, however, suddenly stopped, blew a cool breeze. To keep warm children moved through the woods. Dear sneakers squished, and Oleg took them off, as well as the socks left barefoot.

  Margarita, frightened, remarked:

  - You're so cold!

  The boy confidently stated:

  - I never had a cold! In general, walking alone is a pleasure. Go and you! This is not Moscow, no one will turn a finger at his temple!

  The girl shook her head:

  - Feet in the dark beat! I'll interrupt somehow!

  The guys moved through the night forest. Oleg went ahead: bare feet are light. And the fact that the bare sole feels every tubercle, bump, twig, even gives pleasure. The girl does not understand this, and is behind in his squishing sneakers. The boy comes back and tries to pick one:

  - Do not let me! Soon we will go to the people!

  Margarita capriciously exclaims:

  - So and soon!

  The girl is somewhat fat, perhaps full, and gets tired much faster than a sporting boy. But sneakers categorically refuses to remove.

  - Not! In the forest barefoot do not go! Get the legs out!

  The boy shook his head:

  - Nonsense! How many I never bosychil not cut myself! And even in the autumn it"s great to wind up miles in the forest. Drop the pads and you will feel better!

  The girl firmly objected:

  - Not! I am not a beggar, but a noble family! You run like a jagger once you like it.

  The boy frowned and roared:

  - Have a sissy! And spank like a lady!

  Margarita was silent ... It took several hours and already completely bloomed. Even the sun began to burn. Plump and not as sporty as Oleg the girl finally exhausted and sat down to rest. The more accustomed to the load the boy sat down next to her reluctantly. Scratched an itchy heel against the bark. I whistled:

  - Yes, you're not Gerda!

  Margarita responded by whining:

  - I'm tired, I want to eat! Do you have any sausage left?

  The boy fumbled through his pockets. He took out a bill of five hundred rubles, and fifty dollars, as well as a penny trifle and a cell phone with a miniature video camera. He frowned ...

  In the other pocket was only a pack of gum. The kid took a wedge himself and offered Margarita. The girl refused:

  - I have my own!

  And also threw a piece in her mouth. But the gum hunger does not satisfy. Only whets your appetite. The children sat for a while, in silence. And then Margarita asked:

  - Well, genius, how do you think feed us?

   The boy confidently answered:

  - Summer after all. Find mushrooms, berries, fish, light a fire ...

  The girl grimaced and asked:

  - Do you have a lighter?

  Oleg confusedly answered:

  - No, I do not smoke!

  Margarita giggled, noticing:

  - I, too ... But sometimes there are circumstances when bad habits are useful.

  The boy nodded and remarked:

  - I have a lighter at home ... But in Moscow I"m confused about it ...

  The kid jerked and said emphatically:

  - Rested and went on!

  The girl reluctantly got up and sniffed.

  - Let's go!

  Young popadans again moved through the forest. Oleg to his shame did not really know how to navigate. And the children did not have a compass. So they specifically got lost. Well, that still summer and heat. And so not too scary. At the same time came across a glade of blueberries. We got on all fours and began to feast on the sweet berry.

  Margarita, having satisfied initial hunger, laughed:

  - You see you have a black mouth! You are like a purebred dog with character!

  Oleg confidently answered:

  - Do not perish! We hope, strong stomachs, and diarrhea will not pass!

  The children ate berries and went on their way again. The sun has exceeded the zenith and it has become very hot. In sneakers, legs were cut, and Margarita finally decided to take them off. But with the habit of barefoot go very sharply. The girl stepped on a branch, oyknula and sat on a stump. I put on my shoes back and bellowed:

  - Well, the forest is full of surprises!

  The boy reluctantly confirmed:

  - Of course ... This is not a resort! But there is some kind of charm ...

  Walking through the forest, the girl asked Oleg:

  - How would you help the Red Army?

  The boy scratched his head and rationally replied: - I would ... I would offer them to start technology T-54. Such a tank could hasten the end of the second world war.

  The girl did not quite agree:

  - Do you think you, knowing the device of the tank only in general terms could help them?

  Oleg Rybachenko was offended by this:

  - Not in general, I generally know a lot about tanks, including about active armor!

  The girl giggled in response:

  - Well, then, let's better immediately technology T-90, and then take over the whole world!

  The boy scratched his head and admitted:

  - I read about one series, about the hitched ones in the forty-second year of the twenty-first century. So they built a simplified model of the T-54, launching it into production even before the battle of Stalingrad. And as a result, the USSR won much faster than in reality and with great effect. At the expense of other ideas, then ... You can try and something more complicated - for example, the Smerch multiple rocket launcher system. But it is not necessary to run too far technologically!

  Margaret readily agreed with this:

  - Do not get carried away ... And they also will require laser weapons!

  After some time, the girl sat down again to rest. Time flew somehow unnoticed. Again it was dark and I had to sleep in the open. But the nights at the end of June are short and warm. And judging by the tree species, it is somewhere in Ukraine, with a warmer climate. So you can sleep completely.

  A boy and a girl clung to each other and fell asleep on burdocks.

  On a half-starved stomach, I dreamed of any rubbish ... For example, it was as if Tsar Nicholas II died in 1933 as a result of the terrorist attack. For a long time in almost forty years, the kingdom ended tragically. The monarch was only sixty-five years old, and he still acted vigorously. Just won an impressive victory over Japan.

  That is, the relative failure of the kingdom is overcome with a vengeance. And so the mass of territorial gains. Nicholas the second was called great in history, and canonized. These are the collisions. But in general, 1933 was full of unpleasant events. To power in Germany, as in the real story, Hitler came. And three months later, he died and did not have time to be crowned, the heir Alex the second. Kirill Vladimirovich Romanov became the new tsar.

  Also not God knows what a monarch. Very mediocre abilities and drunkard.

  Russia, however, like the whole world emerged from the great depression, and was experiencing a boom. Under Tsar Nicholas II, the mortality rate was sharply reduced, and the birth rate in an Orthodox country, where there was no talk about women's equality, and the question remained high. Population growth exceeded two and a half percent. Due to the rise in the standard of living and the development of medicine, child mortality has noticeably decreased, especially for colds.

  Russia continued to digest assimilate margins. The country remained unitary, almost all the governors were Russian.

  The autonomy of the Polish kingdom after the war was further curtailed, as was Finland.

  Russia gained possession of many Muslim lands. Including Istanbul, and now Constantinople. Kirill Romanov decided to use this for the reform of Orthodoxy. The synod, under strong royal pressure, legalized polygamy. And now the Russian man could have four wives.

  At the same time, the king abolished almost all the posts, and thereby eased the burden of Orthodoxy. In the territories of traditional Islam, active missionary work was carried out. Muslims accepting Orthodoxy received a lot of privileges, including tax privileges. Part of the elite willingly replaced Magomed with Christ. Moreover, neither Namaz nor the rather painful Ramadan should be performed. Go to church once a week, confess to priests, sacrifice to the temple and you will be saved.

  In addition, the sale of indulgences was revived. This gave a considerable income to the church and with it the state treasury. So Cyril introduced a tax on religion. And at the same time increased the church fees.

  This policy caused discontent among a certain part of the population, but the nobility supported the initiatives of the king, especially polygamy. Moreover, the general level of religiosity of the population weakened, and the reform of Orthodoxy from above seemed quite an urgent phenomenon.

  But the situation in the world escalated. Japan was dissatisfied with defeat and dreamed of revenge. But the main thing complicated the relationship of tsarist Russia with Britain and France. Including because of China, where the Russians were already carrying out an overt expansion, creating Zheltoressiyu. Where voluntarily, and where and under duress, the Chinese regions were part of the tsarist empire, which gave rise to opposition from the world powers.

  In addition, Russian imperial circles wanted to get access to the Indian Ocean. Half of Iran in the division of the colonies went to Britain. Extremely controversially chopped land on the Saudi Peninsula.

  Under these conditions, the mutual desire to redistribute the world again became stronger and stronger.

  As a result, the union of England, France, Belgium, Holland, on the one hand, and Russia, Italy, and Germany that joined them, began to take shape.

  Tsarist Russia had the largest land army in the world. The growing economy also allowed for more Hitler, realizing the whole risk of war with such a monster, also chose a course of rapprochement with the Russians. A triple alliance was concluded ... The first step of such cooperation was the invasion of Mussolini's troops into Ethiopia, and the conquest of the last independent state in Africa.

  Hitler also dreamed of Africa and revenge for the previous defeats. To begin with, the fascists, with the support of Russia and Italy, carried out the Anschluss of Austria. The operation was successful, and without fighting. Then came the turn of Czechoslovakia.

  Germany received the Sudetenland populated mainly by the Germans, and Slovenia by Russia. Little has got and Hungary. In 1938, Kirill Vladimirovich died. And Vladimir the Third ascended the throne. The new young monarch continued the policy of his father - confrontation with the countries of the Entente. Japan, meanwhile, was looking for an excuse to join the war and union with the Germans.

  But then there was a personal meeting between Hitler and Hirohito, after which an agreement was signed on the entry of Japan into the Triple Alliance. And so the coalition of states has expanded. It also includes Hungary, which is related to the tsar by the related ties of Romania and Yugoslavia. In May 1940, without warning, Hitler began an invasion of France. Despite all the fears, the country whose symbol is a rooster collapsed quickly in a month and a half.

  Tsarist Russia, on the other hand, attacked the colonies, and Japan launched hostilities in the Pacific. The Second World War began.

  At first, the Russian army won easily. The local population supported the Russians, and India, Burma, almost all Indochina, and many other lands were conquered. Lost Britain and control over southern Iran. France lost Indochina and all lands in the Middle East. The war was very successful. The Germans, however, did not risk a landing at once in Britain.

  Passed the air battle for England. Russia, taking the colony, did not participate in it. The Germans could not win it. But along with Franco took Gibraltar and invaded Morocco, conquering Africa. Russia invaded from the other side of Egypt. And also having an overwhelming numerical advantage, she conquered the territory.

  But the forty-first year led to complications. The rapid defeat of Britain and the strengthening of the Axis powers alarmed the United States. There was a fear that if England was defeated, then the whole coalition would fall on America. Another issue is that the land army of the Yankees is weak - especially the tank potential. And in such circumstances, the war with Russia could end in tragedy.

  Perhaps the isolationists would have won, but Japan, having brazenly and fortified by the English colonies, attacked America in Peru Harbor. And thus forced the states to join the war.

  As it turned out, this turned out to be a rather risky decision. The Japanese at the end of the forty-first year suffered a couple of defeats at sea and turned to Russia for help.

  The tsarist empire at that time possessed the most powerful fleet in terms of the number of battleships. Moreover, by this time, Britain had lost all of its possessions in Africa, and Russia was able to assist Germany in attacking the metropolis.

  The bombers were also attended by the new "Nikolai" bombers with six engines, carrying up to twenty tons of bombs. Britain quickly turned into dust. In addition, Russian and German submarines almost interrupted the supply of England by sea, forcing the enemy to run out of steam.

  America immediately in the Pacific failed to win. Kolchak was gone, and corruption and protectionism in the navy had an effect. The war was not enough collected. But the Americans also lacked the experience to take advantage of this. Therefore, the battle proceeded with varying success.

  Although they could, with better command, immediately transfer the initiative to Russia. However, Britain was already doomed and in 1942, also in May, a bold landing of Russian and German forces followed. The metropolis fought three weeks before falling. Thus ended another episode of the Second World War. Africa by this time, too, was under the control of the Axis powers.

  Thus, America is embroiled in a war with the entire coalition. And doomed to defeat.

  In the forty-third year began the attack on the United States, through Alaska. To keep such a front is unusually hard. True, the Russian army has to fight in extremely harsh conditions. And go through the ice. With the supply of extremely difficult. On the other hand, the Russian heavy tanks VK-2 appeared with guns of 152 millimeters, and very powerful armor. VK - translated as Vladimir Kirillovich. The Russian tank has eight machine guns, you will not pick it up.

  And the rod of such machines through the snowdrifts, not having a pallet. Permeability is simply the highest when solid tracks. True, the tank itself is somewhat tall.

  In addition, jets are actively used. What can this oppose America? Only the number of cars. In this regard, industrial power allows. And followed by fierce counterattacks on Russian troops.

  The royal army in Alaska advanced slowly. Bore big losses ... But still the bridgehead expanded ... The American "Shermans" could not cope with the Russian machines - heavy VK-2, and average Russian tank building was, perhaps, the most advanced in the world at that time. The German "Panther" with a weaker gun, and the worst armor reservation weighed five tons more. "Tiger" with a greater weight also inferior in characteristics - NA-3. And only the "Royal Tiger", with approximately equal armor-piercing weapons, and a slight superiority in frontal defense could compete with the tank of Czarist Russia, NA-3. The Americans, for the time being, have not had a single tank capable of even piercing the Russian head-on and even on board.

  Tank building has evolved ... In the field of aviation, Russian helicopters turned out to be the best and serial ones, and jet engines appeared earlier than the German ones. In general, science in Tsarist Russia is at the height, although the percentage of illiterate people is still high. But why should a farmer get a certificate? He plow the land and so!

  Sikorsky stayed in Tsarist Russia and made the most powerful six-engine bombers in the world with a record carrying capacity. And capable of bombing at great distances, flying between continents.

  The Americans are somewhat better off with large surface ships and aircraft carriers. Russia has more developed ground forces. But then Germany has a very strong submarine fleet. However, the tsarist government is also catching up.

  Yes, and the release of ships from the countries of the Axis powers is increasing ... Here, for example, the whole crew of a cruiser consists of only girls. And it makes the strongest impression on young sailors ...

  Oleg Rybachenko dreamed that he was the only one young boy on a girl's ship. And the girls chase him here and there. Not a moment's peace. Yes, they also want to feel the boy's muscular body, pinch. Not great joy.

  They do not give a good sleep, they raise it in an early hour, and in the hands of a mop - dry and without that shiny deck.

  And then the girls even thought of sending smoke from the chimney. Yes, what? Tarpaulin! This is altogether like mockery. But the kid rushed to carry out this order. The tarp from the smoke pouted, and Oleg carried over the sea waves in the direction of Australia.

  The boy sang in despair;

  I was a simple child in the king"s country

  My father landowner plowed ...

  But he lived in dreams of knighthood hussars,

  And boldly with a stick in a fight son waved!

  Then I flew to the fleet Tiny

  The prince issued my pass to the ship ...

  Do not sugar service, you believe kids

  There you need to take firmly not to fall!

  Fed poorly, but flogged,

  On the heels of the stick - whipping boy!

  No, such a child did not want a share,

  Freedom wanted, young man Ilya!

  Dreamed, I also believe about wealth,

  I wanted an ogle barefoot boots ...

  But there is no sea, you believe chaps,

  All that I have - will be released for the debts!

  But then it happened, we got a marque

  There was an unequal fight, we suffered ...

  And I ended up in a pirate paw,

  And this is like in the hell of Satan!

  Flogged long, a cat, a seven-tail,

  Then the fire came to my bare feet ...

  The pirates beat the young man very hard

  They wanted to make the pain stronger!

  The boy was holding fast in torture,

  Not a moan, crying, did not even sigh ...

  He turned out to be a real hero

  Drawn, know the strap as a stubborn mule!

  And the pirate captain was surprised

  You seem to see our man ...

  And they lighted the filibusters of the face,

  Such a young boy has a chance!

  He became a pirate on the harsh seas,

  And also in the battle drowns ships ...

  Now the boy has a new initiative,

  Learn, try - so as not to get stuck!

  Pirate of course guy is thievish,

  But honors the laws of brotherhood as a canon ...

  For idle talk, even dryish,

  But arrange screaming acceleration!

  The boy grew up, and grew wealth

  Managed to find a bride at once ... The authority of the brotherhood,

  To some extent, he and God and the prince!

  But luck turned away wildly,

  The experienced pirate got into a terrible captivity ...

  Knew on the skin, what is famously,

  He understood what chaos was!

  On the rack, the hero held firmly,

  And he did not betray anyone, did not say ...

  Although he was promised even a kingdom,

  And promises an endless shaft!

  Then swept in chains to the scaffold,

  There a great executioner prepared his sword ...

  Such is his work,

  One blow to the head cut down!

  All at parting knight bowed,

  He said: forgive me if I am guilty ...

  The swing of the ax - the chunk rolled,

  The pirate's soul flew to hell!

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