Kurashev Hasanbi Mazhidovich
Rank: lance-corporal Type of troops: land forces, air force (except naval aviation), coast service, NKVD troops, border guard Division: 21st rifle Perm Red Banner division
My grandfather's brother Kurashev Hasanbi Majidovich was called up for military service in the Red Army in October 1940. When the Great Patriotic War began, Kh. M. Kurashev’s division was transferred to the city of Drozdov, Primorsky Krai. On September 27, 1941, Khasnbi Kurashev went into his first battle near the Svirskaya district power station. Among the accomplishments of the scout Hasanbi Kurashev and his comrades are a lot of raids into the enemy lines, hunting for the intel, the defeat of enemy headquarters and other combat operations. Khasanbi Mazhidovich recalled how the commander of the Manachinsky reconnaissance platoon was invited to the regimental headquarters and given the task to get rid of the Germans and Finns who were holed up in the mount behind the Svirskaya district power station, who were putting our soldiers and officers out of action every day. On the night of January 17, in the first battle, the scouts managed to destroy two bunkers with bundles of grenades. The third bunker was still active. Lieutenant Manachinsky sent Hasanbi Kurashev to suppress this firing point. He crawled and opened fire from his hand machine gun at a close range with piercing incendiary bullets. The enemy bunker fell. For this successful operation, several fighters were granted government awards. Khasanbi Kurashev was awarded the order of Glory of the III degree. In September 1943, the command center ordered the reconnaissance platoon of Hasanbi Kurashev to get intel: it was necessary to get the necessary information about the composition and weapons of the enemy, parts of which stood along the Svir river. During the raid, the platoon was under fire. In a brutal hand-to-hand fight, the soldiers captured the mount, destroyed the enemy headquarters and almost the entire Hitler unit. A German officer and a corporal, tommy-guns, dozens of machine guns, food, and staff documents were all captured. In this battle, the reconnaissance platoon lost 26 fighters. The commander of the scouts, Lieutenant Alexander Bekishev, and corporal Hasanbi Kurashev were also seriously injured. Khasanbi Kurashev participated in his last fight in May 1944. The platoon was ordered to destroy the enemy's company mortars. During the attack on the German positions, a large detachment of the Nazis began to advance from the rear. Hasan Kurashev was ahead of the fascists, turned the machine gun and fired three disks at the enemy chain without stopping. There were many fallen soldiers and officers left in the snow. At this time, a shell exploded near Kurashev's position. The blast wave threw him to the side, but Hasanbi continued to shoot back until he was seriously wounded. Kurashev was still unconscious when his comrades carried him off the battlefield with a shattered elbow joint. For his bravery, Khasanbi Majidovich Kurashev was awarded the order of the Patriotic War of the II degree. Khasanbi Kurashev underwent three operations on his hand in hospitals in Kandalaksha, Arkhangelsk, and Nizhny Tagil. At the end of October 1944, he was discharged due to his disability. From January 1, 1945 until his retirement, Khasanbi Mazhidovich worked in responsible positions in the District Executive Committee of the village of Kashkhatau. Khasanbi Mazhidovich Kurasheva’s life is described in the book by Ch. E. Kardanova "Group portrait in Aushiger. Years and destinies." Khasanbi Kurashev carried the memory of the Great Patriotic War in his heart throughout his life and was proud that the Great Victory in May 1945 was accomplished by his country, his homeland. I, Islam Amirovich Kurashev, am also proud of the heroism of my grandfather's brother and the entire Soviet people. I congratulate all Veterans on the Great Victory and want to publish my poem: The peaceful sky has been above us for Seventy long years, and only thunderclaps Disturb it in the spring. But the soldiers of glory of the Distant forties remember, How the earth was torn by shells and friends died for their sake. For the sun to shine, for the children’s laugh to be always heard everywhere And thus there was no more war. We will remember for centuries the Victorious volleys of spring, and the immortal feat of a soldier At the Kremlin red wall!