The Great Patriotic War

Myaktinov Vladimir Stepanovich

Morgunov Vasily Fedorovich_x000D_ Rank: Sergeant _x000D_ Branch of Troops: Aviation _x000D_ _x000D_ "I was taken into active service in 1940 and served in the city of Bobruisk in 180th Air Battalion, at an Air Repair Base. On the night of June 22, the Germans invaded our land without declaring war and began to bomb our airfield. We still did not know what had happened and only in the morning the terrible news spread around the battalion: the war began. On the same day, weapons were given to us, and military everyday life began. Our pilots prevented the rapid advance of the enemy deep into the country. This was and our merit, the mechanics who treated the wounded aircraft. On June 27, an order came to retreat. On that day, I and nine soldiers were on guard at the division headquarters. We were given the following order: after the regiment retreated to burn documents and catch up later. We carried out the orders. _x000D_ Walking along the roads of Belorussia, we reluctantly left city after city. The retreat ended near Kirsanov. At this time we served the night bombers. _x000D_ After the victory at Stalingrad, there, by the way, my brother Ivan Morgunov fought in the infantry. _x000D_ We began to advance westward with long combats. Our regiment took part in the Battle of the Kursk Bulge, where our pilots showed heroism and courage. But many comrades in arms did not return from their missions. We vowed to take revenge on the enemy to the last drop of blood for those who would not see the end of the war. _x000D_ One incident comes to mind. At night, on alarm, the regiment took off. The pilots flew to bomb the ammunition and fuel depot discovered by the reconnaissance. When half of the bombs were dropped, Junkers and Messerschmitts appeared in the sky. The fighters entered into an unequal battle with the enemy, defending our bombers. They returned at dawn. The wounded cars and pilots caused pain in the heart. Many pilots died in this battle a heroic death. There was not a single car that did not have holes. And then again the order: in an hour again on the combat flight. Now it depended on us, the mechanics, whether the planes would be able to take off in time. We did it. For this I was awarded the medal "For Courage". _x000D_ So we were moving west with tough combats. Finally, we came on the outskirts of Brest. From here the Nazis attacked our country, hoping to conquer it in a month. But the war has been going on for three years, we were approaching Germany and everywhere we felt warm feelings of liberated local people. _x000D_ The combat for Brest was very hard. There were six to eight flights a day, but a few days later we were in Brest! We were standing on the border of our country. But we went further, liberating Polish cities on our way from the fascist yoke. With tough combat we marched across Poland. The population greeted us as liberators with joy and tears in their eyes. They thanked us for their release. _x000D_ When we were standing on the outskirts of Warsaw, one incident happened: our airfield was located in a grove, the planes were on alert, it was lunch time. My friend Alexei Shevchenko and I, having lunch, went to explore a new place. We left a grove near the village. There was no one in the streets, but we heard strange sounds. Listening, we made out the hum of engines. Alexey said: "What could be there?" We headed towards the village. But suddenly 6 tanks and two vehicles jumped out of the village at full speed. How did they get here? After all, the front is 15 kilometers from here. We rushed back and reported to the regiment commander. The regiment commander Colonel Khlebnikov gave the order and the planes began to rise from the airfield, and we took up defensive positions. The battle lasted 2 hours. It turned out that the remnants of the German regiment were making their way out of the encirclement and accidentally ran into us. _x000D_ After 3 days, the attack began on Warsaw. The fighting was hard. Our regiment commander, Khlebnikov, perished in these combats. _x000D_ Then there was Germany. The same Germany that gave birth to Schiller, Goethe and Hitler, the same Germany along which the Red Army troops marched with a victorious step. The enemy defended himself, hoping for some kind of weapon with which the German army would go on the offensive. But the soldiers understood that this was an illusion. Selected SS units fought brutally. They were thugs, brutalized and lost their human appearance. Our regiment was one of the first to storm Berlin. I was awarded a certificate of honor and a medal "For Capture of Berlin". In Berlin, my military road ended. I was demobilized and went home to rebuild the agriculture destroyed by the war. "

Makhinov Stepan Andreevich_x000D_ _x000D_ Rank: Red Army Man_x000D_ Branch of troops: ground forces, air force (except naval aviation), coastal service, NKVD troops, border troops. _x000D_ Division: 7th Guards Rifle Rezhitsk Red Banner Division_x000D_ _x000D_ My grandfather strenuously did not like to talk about the war, although we, grandchildren, pestered him with questions. He had a serious wound in the arm on September 26, 1942, leaving the encirclement, according to Evdokia, his eldest daughter, somewhere from under Staraya Rusa. Gangrene began and the hand was taken away. He returned home to his village after the hospital without a left arm as a Group II invalid. When he left for the war, he already had two children, a girl Evdokia, born in 1938 and son Nikolai, born in 1939. After he returned, in 1944 another daughter was born, my mother, Claudia, and son Ivan in 1950. Grandfather was very worried that he chad lost his arm. Although he did as much with one hand as the other man can't do with two. _x000D_ When my grandfather passed away in 1984, we realized how much he did for the family and could not understand how this was possible. _x000D_ Now I regret I know so little about the wartime moments in my grandfather's life. There is a decaying certificate that he served in 7th Guards Division in 26th Infantry Regiment and was in the evacuation hospital 3101 on recovery from 11/08/1942, and on 12/24/1942. The EG 3101 commission recognized him unfit for military service due to absence of the left hand. _x000D_ My grandfather loved the Victory Day holiday very much. He put on his jacket with the Order of the Red Star and medals and went to the regional center for the Festival. He always came happy and very satisfied. _x000D_ In the village grandfather was respected. He was kind and helpful person. But he was also a brave man. Being without an arm, he could rush into a fight, protecting the weakest. I was very much impressed by it when I was a 15-year-old girl. Even then I understood what my Grandfather is worth. For some reason, there is no information about him on the sites of memory. _x000D_ We tried to enter the number of the combat award (Order of the Red Star) in order to find information on the award. I would very much like to know the details of his combat path.

Magomayev Magomet Muslimovich

Momyshuly Baurzhan

Myagkov Alexander Grigoryevich

Malkarov Ibragim Karsbievich

Mikhailov Alexander Mikhailovich

Malyutin Anton Petrovich

Mikhailov Ferapont Mikhailovich was born on December 27, 1918, in the Urmarsky district of the Chuvash Republic. Before the war he moved to the city of Kazan, the capital of the Tatar ASSR. Не was drafted into Red in the fall of 1939 by the Molotov Military Commissariat of the city of Kazan. He went through the Great Patriotic War from the first to the last day as a Senior Sergeant, Squad Commander of the Reconnaissance Platoon of the 115th Cavalry Regiment of the 8th Cavalry Far Eastern Debrecen Division. For valor and courage he was awarded the Orders of Bogdan Khmelnitsky III degree, the Red Star and the Patriotic War II degree, two medals "For Courage", the medal "For Victory over Germany in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945." in the Great Patriotic War. _x000D_ In 1985, in honor of the 40th anniversary of Victory, Mikhailov Ferapont Mikhailovich was awarded the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree. He had many thanks from the Higher Command for participating in the capture of large regional centers, important strongholds of the Germans and railway junctions in Ukraine, Bessarabia, Poland, Hungary and Czechoslovakia. _x000D_ Everyone went through hardship at war, but reconnaissance survey was always ahead after all and felt it stronger. From the memoirs of Ferapont Mikhailovich: _x000D_ “The cavalry corps of General Sokolov entered the breakthrough. The 8th Cavalry Division was targeting the enemy rail and road junction of Modra. Our regiment went in vanguard under the Regiment Commander, a native of Kazan, Major Girfanov from the division of Major General P.A. Khrustalev. Reconnaissance survey on the 70-kilometer route of the regiment and on the outskirts of the city was entrusted to my recon squad. We worked accurately and used our experience. The execution of every order was associated with risk. _x000D_ However, there were some curious stories along the way. So, in one of the villages, where we entered in order to compare the map with the testimony of local residents, we stumbled upon 14 sleeping German officers in the house. Not at a loss, I shouted for them to surrender, since the village was allegedly occupied by the Russians. So we took them prisoners and sent half-naked from the village under the guard of only one soldier. _x000D_ In another village, right from under the nose of the Germans, we seized a staff carriage._x000D_ To deliver reports say: "the village is occupied by the Germans, the Germans are sleep", or "the street along the route is free", to the regiment, which followed a few kilometers behind the main group of recons. To turn around as quickly as possible through the same German-occupied village, to catch up and join the regiment, and be ready for the next immediate reconnaissance mission, this was possible only up to the very experienced soldiers. _x000D_ And this time, we carried out the order when approaching the city of Modra. The regiments captured the city with battle. For a successful operation, the squad was awarded orders, and the author of these lines was awarded the Order of Bohdan Khmelnitsky. _x000D_ In the history of the Great Patriotic War, cavalrymen showed glory and courage in the military missions. Just to remember the bloody battles during the pursuit of the enemy, especially near the city of Orsha, when Hitler ordered to destroy the "Russian locust cavalry". The horses went through extreme hardships, too. _x000D_ The picture of the terrible carnage near the Dubno station, where the "invincible" Germans found their end, remained in my memory. Here, our cavalrymen attacked the enemy in full-profile trenches as soon as the morning milky fog had cleared up. We did not expect the trenches at such a proximity as 15 metres from us, but our mortars were good fellows. They were the first to open fire. The Germans got what they deserved, and we got our share of losses, too. _x000D_ On the Victory Day May 9, 1945 upon returning from the mission, we met a group of soldiers and officers at the edge of the forest. They shouted hurray, threw up their caps, hugged, kissed in unrestrained joyful intoxication with joy. It was Victory! Unconditional Act of German Surrender to the Armed Forces of the Soviet Army! Our joy knew no bounds! However, the war is not over for us yet. _x000D_ _x000D_ Besides the German SS, there were also the Vlasovites, who did not recognize the Act of Surrender. To avoid provocation on their part, we were ordered to move urgently to Prague. But the Vlasovites were cowards, they did not show resistance. In the first village they greeted us with music, and their women and children, dressed up nicely ran towards the Reconnaissance Cavalrymen. _x000D_ My reconnaissance squad was ordered to follow 60 kilometers ahead and meet the regiment for further movement in the morning. Having passed more than half of the road, we found ourselves in the forest in the midst of retreating German motorized unit, stretching for more than 20 kilometers. _x000D_ I sent a report that the road was occuppied by wermacht, and the regiment had to move along a different route. _x000D_ As for us, we went straight through this German unit. Hundreds of guns of all types and calibers, directed in our direction, were silent. A thousand cars bunched up close in 4-5 rows, running into each other. _x000D_ And we, the four reconnaissance cavalrymen, had managed to squeeze between the cars that stood close to each other, bypass them and pass under the anti-aircraft guns pointed at the sky, under the gloomy glances of sworn enemies. It was like a terrible dream. It was hard to believe that we were peacefully moving among the Germans, though under a great nervous tension, who fired at you yesterday and brought innumerable calamities to our people. But it was for real. Having traveled 80 kilometers that day to the indicated area of the meeting with our regiment, we, exhausted, fell deeply asleep about midnight. In an early sunny morning, woken by the singing of birds, we drove onto the shosse and met a vigorous cavalry regiment under the command of my fellow countryman Major Girfanov, who was aware of the story with the German unit. It was the second peaceful day of the long-awaited Victory, the Victory of the Russian people over German fascism, and for us reconnaissance officers it was doubly long-awaited, wonderful and unforgettable." _x000D_ _x000D_ Ferapont Mikhailov is a fine-art and graphic artist. The first work he created after the war in 1947 was called “The cavalry recons”. His linocuts are dedicated to military themes: "Before the battle", "Gathering of commanders", "For the Motherland!" other. Until the end of his life, he was the chairman of the Council of War Veterans of the Tatar branch of the Art Fund of the RSFSR. Ferapont Mikhailov died on July 18, 1987. _x000D_ We are proud of him and will always remember him with love.

Maksimov Ivan Georgievich

Makhmutov Ibragim Ismagilovich

Melekhin Mikhail Vasilyevich

Maytak Nikolay Yakovlevich

Mannanov Ildar Mannanovich