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Suddenly, at three o’clock in the morning, uninvited guests appeared in the house in leather jackets, with pistols at their sides and black leather caps to match the color of the jacket.
Vatsetis Joakim sat down at the table, opened a leather bandolier bag, and took out a notebook and pencil.
– That is, factory owners and other rich bastard. All of you are finished, but the humane Soviet government offers a Royal gift. Your son, Dmitry, born in 1893, a Lieutenant, joined the red Army in exchange for the lives of all his relatives. Will there be any questions?
– Our son arrived from the front only a week ago and got married right away. According to the regulations of any army, he has the right to leave, I think, not less than a month. At the end of the month, we will decide. Please also note that I sponsored your coup and am going to Lenin for a reception on this issue, “said Ivan Ivanovich, looking with evil eyes at Vatsetis. “In the meantime, I’m against it.
– Against? “Your son could have been in command of a platoon.” But you’re against it. Vatzetis said coldly, and pulled the Browning from its holster.
– Are you going to shoot?” “what is it?” the son asked.
“You can,” Vatzetis said, and pulled the trigger. A shot rang out, and the glass on the chandelier rattled and fell to the floor. Dima’s younger brother Volodya screamed and ran to his mother, putting his head in her skirt.
– Why aren’t you going?” Where’s your duffel bag?
– I don’t steal anything.” Served.
– So it’s the Soviet government that invites you, isn’t it clear? Skaya, take your grandfather away.
Skaya got up from his seat, went to Dima’s father Ivan Ivanovich, put the muzzle to his temple and pulled the trigger. Blood gushed out in a fountain, and Ivan Ivanovich fell asleep, having managed to jump with one leg.
“Married?” Vatzetis asked.
“A week ago.
“Do you love your wife?”
“Of course.
– And if we waste it?” Skye, take it. You can fuck her and then shoot her.
Luda wrapped her arms around her husband below the waist.
– — Only together.
“It won’t work together,” Vatzetis said. We’ll shoot them all first, and then him.
– Dima, come on. You will save us all-my parents and your parents, “said the wife.
“Wait,” said Dima. “My father sponsored the revolution for years, and you killed him. This looks like the act of bandits, but not revolutionaries.
“An error occurred. I should have told you earlier. Skaya, finish this old, as his, and Luneva, so as not to offend was.
Luda’s father was also shot in the back of the head and then died.
“Five minutes to get ready, Korolev.
Dima quickly gathered himself, kissed his wife and mother-in-law, and stood at the table in front of Vatsetis.
“I’m ready.”
Vatsetis blinked at Skye, and he with Endianism, the future commander of the red army went to the Assembly point.
Skaya grabbed Luda by the hair, put the muzzle to his temple and said:
– If you kick, you’ll go after your father.”
He tore off her clothes and untied the belt on her trousers. Everything happened in front of my mother. When it was over, Luda began to put the jacket on her shoulders, turning away from the rapist. Skye reloaded the gun, held it to the back of his head, and pulled the trigger. Luda lay face down, turning her head slightly. A trickle of blood ran from his mouth to the floor, forming a small red stain on the carpet.
“Permission to pray,” Skaya said, lighting a cigarette.
“God have mercy on us!” the condemned men began to sing in a harmonious and beautiful voice, as if they were all serving in a Church choir.
Skye listened, laughed, and started firing. All died instantly, without suffering, and only cornflower received a bullet below the waist, in the thigh.
Petya, the groom, took him to his shack, went out and made him a Gopnik. Vasilek grew up, joined the Komsomol, and then the party and became a red Commissar. This was already when bozhenka gave his soul to the devil, having lain in the Mausoleum for almost ten years. Whether he met Korolyov’s son-in-law, the red commander, who was married to his sister, he never knew. Dmitry Ivanovich himself put on the greatcoat of a red army soldier and joined the army of Bronstein.
Once, when Bronstein got angry, all the red army men were lined up in one long line. The result was a line of half a kilometer. The red commander took out a pistol, and a box of cartridges was presented to him by the red army soldier Bosyakus.
“Comrades of the red army! To restore order and discipline, as well as to raise the revolutionary spirit, now every tenth red army soldier will be shot by me. The rest will receive incentives and monetary moral compensation. Hurray!
The soldiers did not support this” hurrah”. No one knew who would be the tenth. It all started on the left flank. There was an attempt to count, but the soldiers, being terrified, were confused in the calculation, each, silently, waiting for a bullet in the chest.
The first three people tried to say something like: long live the great Lenin, but the last word was lost in the sound of a gunshot.
Dima did not stand in the ranks, but he remembered the picture of innocent people being shot for the rest of his life.
He disappeared that night. It took ten days to find myself in the Crimea, where the Russian intelligentsia and not only it, tried to get on barges, on ships and go to other countries, mainly to France.
At this time, a red fury, called The demon in a skirt, was rampaging in the Crimea. As the great daughter of the Russian people, in all school textbooks, with the name of the streets of her filthy name entered as a Countryman. Her real Jewish name is Zalkind. The Jew Lenin found her, and when he found her, he was overjoyed, instructed her in the spirit of the Torah, and sent her to the Crimea in pursuit of the intelligentsia.
The sadistic Zalkind did not just shoot people at night, even in the infirmaries, but first hung them upside down on lampposts, pulled down the trousers from the hanging victim and cut out the genitals with a sickle. This is one of the methods of killing. There were many such methods. They could have tied a stone to a living victim’s neck and lowered it headfirst into the sea. Lenin, when he learned of her methods, was overjoyed and awarded her the Order of the red banner. And this zhidovka is buried on red square in Moscow, in the Kremlin wall. We’ll get back to it.
And Dima Korolev was lucky. He boarded a ship and found himself in France. But what happened to his wife Lyudmila Lunina, his mother, brother and sisters, could not be found out.
This is how the Russian intelligentsia paid for what they wanted to do for the people, and maybe for the authorities. We cannot ask Dobrolyubov and Chernyshevsky what they lacked, why they called Russia to the axe? The power was seized by a man who justly said:
– The Russian intelligentsia is shit.
And destroyed it.
4
By the end of 1917, Lenin noticed that the total number of Latvian Riflemen had reached 39,000, and this was a separate Latvian rifle division. The vast majority of its fighters in the past were workers or farmhands, did not have a penny to their name, but dreamed of a “bright future”. And he, Lenin, was simply obsessed with this bright future. It was impossible to miss this opportunity, the possibility of attracting revolutionary divisions. Success will be complete.
“As for the Latvian Riflemen, they are the ones who corrupted the Russian army and are now leading it,” General Lukirsky, chief of staff of the Northern front, reported to General Dukhonin in the autumn of 1917.
In the days of the October revolution, the Latvian regiments did not allow troops loyal to the government to be sent from the Northern front to Petrograd. The Latvian regiments were the first and almost entirely to go over to the side of the Bolsheviks. Hatred of Russia United and immediately cemented the Bolsheviks and Latvians. The Russian army, ideologically destroyed by the Bolsheviks, could not resist this force. Even the Bolsheviks realized this when they began to form the Red army, adding soldiers and officers of the tsarist army.
A few days after the coup, one of the Latvian regiments, whose men were distinguished by “exemplary cruelty and discipline, but proletarian consciousness”, was called to Petrograd to strengthen the revolutionary garrison. A little later, they were used to disperse the Constituent Assembly in early January 1918, which marked the beginning of the Bolshevik dictatorship in the country.
Another 250 people “the most-the most loyal, with dog loyalty” were allocated to a special consolidated group under the command of former Lieutenant Jan Peterson, who was assigned to protect the” cradle of the revolution " – Smolny. It was these Riflemen who guarded the letter train that carried Lenin and members of the government of Soviet Russia to the new capital, Moscow. And there Peterson’s detachment, which was later converted into a separate regiment, took under guard the Kremlin, where the country’s leaders lived and worked.
The Latvian Riflemen, under the leadership of Jan Peters, competed in their cruelty with the Jews whom Lenny loved. Individual Jews, under the patronage of Lenin and under the tutelage of the notorious Bronstein, committed the most brutal atrocities on the territory of Russia. They mocked the Russians as Guinea pigs. The theme of fanaticism immediately turned into a benefit for the experimental tailless monkeys and these monkeys for many decades idolized their tormentors, put them monuments for their wild atrocities. Russian Russians, as it became known, were planning to completely destroy the Russians and populate the empty land with Jews, and the Latvians were taking revenge on the Russians for past humiliations.
Jan Peters-Vice-Chairman of the Cheka proclaimed:
– I declare that every attempt of the Russian bourgeoisie(?) once again, to raise your head will meet such a rebuff and such a reprisal, before which everything that is understood by the red terror will pale…"…Produced against infectious vaccination – that is, the Red terror… This inoculation was made all over Russia…”
This is said about mass shootings already in Moscow, after the murder of Uritsky.
The Cheka, led by Peters, began to imitate the thug Dzerzhinsky. Very often Peters himself was present at executions, giving instructions on how to cut off the head or put a bullet in the back of the head. With him was always his son, a boy of 8—9 years, and constantly pestered him: “Dad, let me! I can do just as well, I can launch a projectile into my mouth…”
“Not a shell, but a bullet. Well, put it in the mouth of this woman who washes her face with tears. She’s a bourgeois. But no pity. The Russians didn’t spare us.
Not far behind his fellow countryman and another prominent chekist-the head of the all-Ukrainian Cheka (by the way, the “bodies” in Kiev almost half consisted of Latvians) – Latsis. This comrade in his “class approach” surpassed almost all other “knights of the revolution”: “We are exterminating the bourgeoisie as a class. Do not look at the investigation for materials or evidence that the accused acted by deed or word against the Soviet government. The first question you should ask him is what his background, upbringing, education, or profession is. These questions should determine the fate of the accused…
The Latvian Riflemen left their bloody trail in the Tambov region.
And in Shatsky district, the red punishers shot a crowd of believers. Local residents staged a procession, trying to protect themselves from the rampant Spanish epidemic with the help of the venerated icon of the mother of God, but the chekists, seeing this action as a “counter-attack”, arrested both the priest and the icon. When the peasants – women, children, old people-moved to save their Shrine, they were calmly mowed down with machine guns.
5
Lenin was always admiring the Latvian Riflemen and awarded them orders, bonuses, extra vacations, and assured them that their Livonia would always be free of the Russian bourgeoisie and all sorts of capitalist imperialists of Hussite origin.
Lenin strengthened his position not only on the periphery, but also took care of personal security, realizing that the women’s dress in which he always dressed would not save him from retribution if such retribution came.
“Leiba, where is this Peterson?
Peterson jumped up, took a few steps on the spot, heard his name through the half-open door, and immediately flew in like a real chekist: hands at the seams – tongue bitten. This shocked the chief, who was about to raise both hands in the air, but Peterson was already sitting in the chair and was about to jump out of it.
“I am all ears, Vladimir Ilyich, the great leader of my little country.
– Where’s the security chief?” where, where? This is very important, comrade Peters. Or do you want to leave me alone with my enemies? Were you bribed or sent away? Dzerzhinsky, where is your vigilance?
“The chief of Oh, Oh, security, Eduard Petrovich, is outside the door, waiting for your call, the great Vladimir Ilyich,” Peterson replied, his voice trembling with fright.
“Let him come in, you rascal, and you are free.” Do you hear me, comrade Peters? you are free. Which means get out of here until I call you. This isn’t barbed wire, though it will soon be there, too.
A tall man with large gray eyes, a large head, and a rather thick figure with a red beard entered Ilyich’s office. His eyes burned with hatred for the world’s bourgeoisie and for Russians in General. Lenin sat in a chair like a bug in front of this giant and showed black rotten teeth.
– A Latvian Rifleman, devoted to the cause of the world revolution and personally to Lenin, came to serve for the benefit of … in the interests of… in short, I’m a Bolshevik, I’m a shooter… ruthless to the bourgeoisie and enemies… to the Russians, I swear to serve faithfully. I will shoot all the enemies, and then Russia is the aggressor… all consists of one enemy. – Sit down, comrade Skaya…, tell your biography – — when did you join the party of my name? This is a great, promising party, designed to liberate the peoples of Europe, and I don’t care about Russia yet, comrade Skaya… although you think correctly. This is very important. Gusskie – this, as say? they are tailless and we must nip them, we will starve them.
Skaya told all in detail, and even that he had recently, when raising the bourgeois on Nevsky Prospekt with a bayonet and a pistol, tried out three young girls from fourteen to sixteen years old. Each one kissed the top of his muddy boots, begging for her life and vowing not to harm the new power.
“And what did you do, tovah?”.. looking for Skye?
“I stepped on my lips with my boot and put my bayonet in my stomach three times, and then on the hook, and hung the hook on the chandelier,” replied Eduard Petrovich.
– Comrade Skaya, you are a real fighter of the world revolution, so keep it up, tovah… looking for Skaya, Bravo, Tova… looking for Skye. I appoint you commandant of Smolny and commander of the Central Committee’s security platoon and my personal guard. As that-a bayonet in the stomach, and better in the heart. The number of soldiers in the security platoon should be increased to five hundred soldiers. This is very important, comrade. In addition, you are responsible for issuing passes to my office. Passes must be changed at least three times during the day. You need them to be different colors with your signature in different places. In the morning, the signature is at the bottom, at lunch – in the upper-right corner, in the evening-in the upper-left corner. The next day, the signature on the back and so on …walk up your ass. On the ass write: pass to the Kremlin, to Lenin. The person who will receive the pass must be visually examined by you, groped, and if necessary stripped. Let him look at your bayonet, ha … ha … ha! Or maybe he has a mask, or maybe he disguised himself as Trotsky or Koba, but in reality … you know, comrade… looking for Skye. Then he, the one who breaks into my office, must appear before you in … underwear, because the jacket or pants pockets may contain a bomb. Do you understand, comrade Skaya? Will you observe what the leader of the world revolution tells you? And remember that your head can also fly off. This is very important, Skye.
“That’s right, LININ. I will look into their mouths, spread their buttocks, and wait until the person who is supposed to come to the reception releases steam, because there may be a bomb hidden in the rectum. If something happens, I’ll pull out my teeth or my tongue.
– Do not touch the tongue, who will give evidence without a tongue? And you can put a bayonet in the rectum.
“In your ears, comrade Lianin.
– And the anus.” There could be a bomb there, too. That’s right, Skye. This is very important, tovah… looking for Skye.
“I’m sorry, comrade Lunin.
– Lenin, Lenin, repeat, Skaya.
– Leninin.
“About right. What can I give you for your hard work? And above all, for your vigilance? Bayonet…, knife…, this is just great. What to give, do not pull the rubber, the leader of the world revolution is too busy.
– Freedom of my homeland Latvia. Free Latvia from the Russian bear. I’ll take the rest. I need three girls no older than sixteen a day or at night, as it turns out, Vladimir Ilyich. Would you mind? These will be the daughters of the bourgeoisie, Vladimir Ilyich.
“Ho … Ho.”.. Ho, Archie is interesting. If it wasn’t for Inessa…” – if it wasn’t for this pop – eyed… – as for your countrymen, tell your countrymen that Latvia is already free. And as a special thanks to Latvia will go to the Vitebsk region, which now belongs to Belarus. And then I will give you Minsk. Know that Lenin is a generous man. Satisfied, Skye? And the girls…as long as you can. And then a bayonet in the stomach, Hello, comrade Skaya.
Instead of answering, the head of Lenin’s personal guard kissed him on the bald crown and licked his chin three times with his tongue.
– What are you, what are you?” Lenin was afraid. – Fotieva, where is my woman’s dress? Comrade Skaya, put four red army men in front of my office, two on each side of the door. Fifth, to open the door and utter the first word of the party anthem.
– They are already standing, Vladimir Ilyich.
6
The same commandant and head of Lenin Skai’s personal guard reported three days later that a new Republic of Soviet Latgale had been proclaimed in Latvia, still unoccupied by the Germans. Lenin held out his hand, congratulated his faithful servant, then said:
– Let the leadership of your Latgale write a request for independence. Urgent, the letter should be at headquarters today. The Politburo meets tomorrow. Alert all my idiots.
The members of the Politburo gathered in the conference room at 16 hours, and Lenin appeared only at six in the evening with a delay of two hours. Inessa stopped him.
Recently, Lenin somehow endured intimacy in a different way: all the time he shuddered and at the moment of the highest pleasure uttered wild slogans and tried to spit at the ceiling, but the spittle landed on Inessa’s face. She put up with it as best she could, and then cautiously hinted that she didn’t enjoy it.
“Then leave.” You little fool. And this is the saliva of a genius, the leader of the proletariat, whom you have infected with an incurable disease. Go away, I don’t want to see you. I’m sorry, of course, I’m just trying to tickle your nerves.
The power was in his hands, but those hands were trembling, and something unexpected could happen at any time.
But now, when the Latvian Riflemen appeared, when he had a reliable personal guard, he came to life, came to himself. Inessa immediately found out about this. She was well aware of the needs of a man who was in such a state. No psychiatrist can have such a beneficial effect on the patient’s psyche as a woman. And to provide a service to humanity, Inessa decided on mixed sex – traditional and non-traditional. Volodya liked non-traditional sex more, and he immediately said that it was very important for him.
I’m late for a meeting of the Politburo.
You’re not late, you’re late, “Inessa said, and kissed his bald head. But these were only words. In fact, when he began to put on his clothes, a certain streak of weakness and irritation slashed through all his insides and Inessa’s words “you are not late, you are late” returned in a state of resentment to his irritability.
– What the hell is your business?” Your business is the bed, the bed is over, and you, as a mistress, must be silent.
