Ponomarev Anatoly Yegorovich_x000D_ _x000D_ Full name: Anatoly Ponomarev last NAME: Ponomarev FIRST name: Anatoly PATRONYMIC: Yegorovich CITY: D. Baksheev Dor DATE of BIRTH: 26.11.1926 DATE of DEATH: 26.11.2005 HISTORY: Title: Red army Unit: 356th rifle Kalinkovichi red banner order of Suvorov division of the Vistula-Oder operation in 1945. Offensive operation of the 1st Belorussian and 1st Ukrainian fronts with the assistance of the left wing of the 2nd Belorussian and right wing of the 4th Ukrainian fronts. As a result of the Vistula-Oder operation, the Soviet Army defeated the German-fascist troops in Poland, crossed the Oder river and captured bridgeheads on its Western Bank. Military operations were transferred to the Central regions of Nazi Germany. From the memoirs of Anatoly Yegorovich: - I, a boy still, as I now understand, was called up for military service in April 1944. He served first in the reserve regiments, trained as a signalman, and in January 1945 was sent to the front. On January 12, our offensive in Poland began. My task was to provide communication from headquarters to the battalion commander. We crossed the Vistula river and went further forward. They were already approaching the Oder. The battle raged. Well, I probably managed to prove myself somehow. Our battalion commander says to the squad leader: "Give me Ponomarev, so that the connection is reliable." When I received an order, I slung the coil of telephone cable over my back and went where I was told. The battle was terrible, and our rifle unit participated in it, and the artillery and aviation were involved in it. Our commander was given a stereo tube in a haystack so that he could control the actions of the unit, and I kept in touch. Soon the Germans spotted us and started shelling our location. A German shell exploded and I was shot in the right leg. At first I thought it was as if someone had slapped my leg with a big stick. He fell, then crawled to the side, and there was a communications girl sitting there. What happened, he asks: "I Answer: I must have been injured, something like my leg is raw." Barely took off my boot! my leg is covered in blood... This girl bandaged my leg. I somehow hobbled back 20 meters, and again the shelling of our positions continued. I don't remember how I got to the dugout, where I hid for a while.Then a cart came, they took me to the medical center, where I was immediately taken to the operating table, the doctor performed an operation, took a splinter from my leg, loaded me on a train, and to the city of Lodz, to the hospital. On may 3, 1945, they had a second operation and continued to treat it.I well remember the Day of Victory. It was a nice Sunny day. Suddenly, behind the wall, in the doctors 'office, a gramophone started playing, I remember the song:" at sunset, a guy walks near my house... " What is it? And people come to our ward with bouquets of flowers. Poles. They congratulate us on our victory, give us flowers and gifts. From them we learned that we won this war. After being discharged from the hospital, my military service continued in the artillery as a radiotelephonist. Served in Germany. On November 17, 1950, he was dismissed to the reserve. He returned home, worked first on the collective farm at various jobs, then graduated from the courses of machine operators and worked in the" red dawn " as a machine operator until retirement. (from the newspaper "dawn of the North" from 16.01.2001. V. Navolotsky)