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  . The Führer and the Komsomol Girls

  ANNOTATION

  The Fuhrer did not make a mistake, defeated and captured the British under Dyuker. As a result, peace was concluded with Britain. The Third Reich started the war with the USSR in 1944, along with Japan and a whole bunch of allies. But of course beautiful, Komsomol girls are right there, and with bare feet.

  . CHAPTER #1

  Only Hitler did not stop Guderian under Dyuker. And what about this? Nearly half a million British were taken prisoner. And Churchill reluctantly went to peace with Hitler. The Germans received from Britain and the United States recognition of the conquered.

  After that, the Fuhrer had a choice: to declare victory and take the colonies of Holland, Belgium, France and go down in history as the greatest ruler of Germany ... Or try to achieve something more: in particular, to become the greatest conqueror of all times and peoples surpassing Genghis Khan.

  And Hitler chose the latter. And he began to prepare for war with the USSR.

  Only this time the surprise attack did not work, it would be difficult to take the Red Army by surprise. And Hitler postponed the invasion until the Germans had heavy tanks: "Panther", "Tiger" -2, "Lion" and "Maus". As well as jet aircraft.

  In addition, the Germans from the colony of European states also formed colored divisions.

  The war began only on May 15, 1944. The Third Reich, of course, was better prepared than in the forty-first, including for winter. But the USSR also prepared better: and the Molotov fortification line was completed on the new annexed borders. In addition, the Stalin line was modernized and armed.

  So the Red Army occupied powerful defensive lines and was mobilized. Despite all efforts, the Third Reich never managed to achieve a quantitative superiority in tanks and aircraft. The only Nazis overtook the USSR in jet aircraft. At the expense of the quality of tanks, here in the Red Army, not everything is clear. The KV series went by increasing the size and mass of tanks and reached a dead end. And the production of the IS-2 has just begun to improve, as well as the T-34-85. And the former T-34-76 was too inferior to the Panther in frontal armor and armor-piercing and rate of fire of the gun.

  Another problem for the USSR was that Japan also decided to enter the war.

  She did not dare to fight alone against the US and Britain. But on the other hand, she decided to attack the USSR together and take revenge for Khalkhin Gol.

  So Stalin expected a double blow.

  The Germans and their allies went on the offensive. After peace with Britain, the Nazis had a couple of small wars. Helped Italy conquer Greece. And they carried out Operation Polar Bear, capturing Sweden. After that, they formed a huge coalition against the USSR. Including Spain, with Portugal, and at the same time Turkey. Plus, foreign divisions, both colonial and European occupied countries.

  The numerical superiority was on the side of the Nazis and their troops were able, despite the developed defense of the Red Army in terms of engineering, to break through the front and wedge into positions.

  The Soviet troops did not hold the Bialystok ledge, as well as the Molotov line, and retreated to the Stalin line.

  Slavka was on the front line. The young man was ready to fight.

  There was a whole battalion of beautiful Komsomol girls around him. And they were all barefoot and in bikinis.

  And what kind of girls are there: their hair is bright, many of them have jewelry, and very elegant, naked, seductive legs.

  And the girls, of course, attacked the young man. And they tore off his clothes and saddled him, made love and sang at the same time.

  How beautiful everything was before

  Nature is like the sun-mother!

  Here is a lush forest – hopes bloom,

  We are happy to love, dance!

  Evil grief is not familiar to everyone,

  The ruler of the people is just,

  Everywhere comfort – home,

  The country is a single team!

  I love my motherland

  Do not climb the enemy do not disturb!

  And I will cover my chest from enemies,

  When the steel louse tramples!

  We were happy in Russia

  Where equal, with honor: me and you!

  After all, the killer will not overpower us,

  From the icon look – holy features!

  What is my joy in battles,

  When all body parts hurt!

  What is sweeter even than the god of the garden,

  The blow of the Soviet devils!

  Fighting, bleeding

  But you are never alone!

  We serve the Motherland with love,

  And the flag burns like the color of mountain ash!

  I don"t remember that Rus' trembled,

  Though God the executioner is sometimes gloomy!

  In the heart with Stalin it's easy for me,

  And a song against – gloomy thoughts!

  With her bare foot she knocked down the dew,

  What a birch slender camp!

  The plan of the terrible Germans – Barbarossa,

  Everything that is expensive – a blow!

  War, shells are tough

  Don't pour intoxicating wine on your blood!

  Birches were charred in opal,

  Fire behind a broken window!

  And in this world God is cruel,

  Creation is crying, the circle of hell!

  Christ cries alone

  There is no power in him – to tear out the navel!

  We have hope for the party

  Talented and strong people!

  We've defeated bastards before

  And now the trumpet is roaring!

  I give birth to children as the battle subsides,

  Let in the future all wars – count!

  Planting apple and cherry trees

  And the tanks will be scrapped!

  And fly to other planets

  Let's build happiness – communism!

  We send greetings to other worlds,

  Like a falcon, the knight rushes up!

  The girls tortured the young man until he lost consciousness. And they seem to really like it.

  Then one of them took and fired from a howitzer, fired a lethal projectile and sang again with great excitement;

  Precious stones, between the branches seem,

  Even a beggar's knapsack, on my shoulder!

  I walk poor in the light of the pale moon,

  Praise Mother Nature in glorious September!

  Believe, the country is great, it is famous for its strength,

  Though my flesh is tormented by a long way!

  Homespun dress, barefoot beauty,

  Pebbles under my feet, prick my feet!

  But the trees are in gold, lush curly,

  Like copper pennies, a halo of aspens!

  I am a young girl, throwing the old into the dust,

  On the way I slap, the rain sprinkled the way!

  The night is already cold, the days are warm,

  Creeped autumn, evil in thorns dregs!

  Angry janitors, waving their brooms after me,

  The wind is also atrocious, it wants to turn off the light!

  So I've been delirious for weeks, my legs are already downed in the blood,

  Hunger is terribly tormenting, there is a fire in the stomach!

  There is no shelter on the page, all the knights perished,

  Across the Fatherland-Motherland – a hurricane is rushing!

  Frost blades of grass – dotted with silver,

  Pearls with patterns – branches of poplars!

  And my white body shivers from the cold,

  Star Aquarius winked with sympathy!

  And where I walk – where to find shelter,

  Under bare feet, ice crunches icing!

  Is there only peace waiting for me in the cemetery,

  Under the ground in dampness, hide from the storms!

  No, I said to myself, I will not be dead,

  Not a temptation, but a scarecrow: a well-fed Garden of Eden!

  Again, along the path, having a bite of cherries,

  She looked at the sunset!

  And to the Kyiv Lavra, through the snowdrifts,

  From mother Siberia I got barefoot!

  There she prayed furiously, before a monk, a beggar,

  For the sake of the Faithful God, I parted with the scythe!

  Times are changing, the world is in revolution

  A crimson, red dawn has risen!

  And I also want to see a better share,

  That girl left right off the altar!

  A former novice became a Komsomol member,

  On account of the warrior – not a single corpse!

  Even surprised – the Lord disobeyed,

  But her bravest does not take fear!

  So the girl is fierce, she became a commissar,

  And burned the Russian church in a rage!

  Although she went through a military path and remained intact,

  But in her soul the fire – burned everything to the ground!

  The girls loved to sing. And the young man Slavka, along with him, now lay at the machine gun. And fired at the enemy.

  And stormtroopers swept through the sky, spinning and scattering unguided projectiles in all directions.

  Here is Focke-Wulf – a monster machine.

  Here she rushes on a low-level flight. And she has six air guns. They shoot very accurately. Everything rises in a whirlwind into dust and coils rush into the sky.

  And behind them are the TA-152, a more powerful and advanced model from the same family.

  The girls are firing at the planes, and very well-aimed. They beat them up, make them smoke and sing;

  In the vastness of the wonderful homeland,

  Tempered in battles and labor...

  We composed a joyful song

  O great friend and leader!

  Stalin is the glory of battle,

  Stalin of our youth flight ...

  Fighting and winning with songs,

  Our people are following Stalin!

  Fighting and winning with songs,

  Our people are following Stalin!

  The warrior boy Slavka remarked:

  – What about Stalin? I have a better song!

  The girls yelled in unison:

  – Sing!

  And the young warrior took it and sang enthusiastically;

  Terrible news, in a cruel war,

  Girl, the one that fell in love forever!

  Thrown into the mouth, the fiend-Satan,

  Where is the Lord: justice and mercy?!

  Virgin Natasha went barefoot,

  But they knocked on the dusty paths!

  After all, for the sins that flowed a spring,

  She happened to march to overseas distances!

  In the early spring I set out on my journey,

  The legs are so blue from the cold!

  You can't bite a particle of meat,

  Only nod in the hoarfrost spruce!

  So along the road full of stones,

  Girl's feet were knocked down to the blood!

  And across Russia, past the people,

  Side of the city of the kings of Jerusalem!

  The Caucasus mountains, the ridges in the snow,

  Sharp stones prick the soles!

  But you fed on the power of the earth

  Having chosen a difficult hajj to the city of God!

  Summer desert, evil sun,

  Like girlish legs in a frying pan!

  The holy city is not far away

  Everyone carries an infinite burden!

  There at the tomb of God-Christ,

  The maiden bowed her knees in supplication!

  Where is the great measure of sin,

  From what do I draw strength in righteousness!

  God told her, frowning her brow,

  Prayer alone will not change this world!

  Russia is destined to rule for centuries,

  That's right, serve her without demanding money!

  The virgin nodded: I believe in Christ,

  You have chosen Rus' as the savior of the world!

  I will spread the truth about this to everyone,

  Jesus' message: God the idol!

  The way back was easy and fast,

  Bare feet are strong!

  Hand with grace God extended,

  Muscles and will, as if from steel!

  And you joined the army

  She became a pilot, she beat the Luftwaffe!

  There she showed the height of beauty,

  German destroyer rushing on a landmine!

  Warrior – dashing, brave fighter,

  Devoted to the Party – to the cause of the Soviets!

  I believe in a victorious end over scum,

  Pack of demons to the wall, to the answer!

  Well, why is the fighter shot down,

  You did not have time to release the straps!

  And the shield turned out to be defective,

  And evil fascism fraternized with the Yankees!

  It became unequal, cruel war,

  At least I'm a man: I cry bitterly!

  As if in trouble we dive to the bottom,

  After all, luck has disappeared from the Fatherland!

  To God my exclamation: the Almighty for what!

  You separated me from my beloved maiden!

  Even in the cold did not wear a coat,

  And for three adversaries, after all, she beat!

  Doesn't she deserve it?

  Meet victory with me with flowers!

  Generously bake pies for the holiday,

  And I will come to the parade with Natasha!

  The stern Lord answered gloomily:

  Who in the world is happy, who is well?

  Will suffer, and the flesh will groan with pain,

  After all, humanity is vile, sinful!

  Well, then when I come in glory,

  I will throw into Gehenna who is not worthy to live!

  I will resurrect your virgin and you,

  The best then will not want a share!

  The Komsomol girls applauded with great enthusiasm and fervour. That's how they like this song.

  One of them asked Slavka:

  – Do you like to lick?

  The young man replied with a smile:

  – Certainly!

  The girl yelled:

  – So let's lick our pussies!

  After that, Slavka had to kneel down and selflessly work with her tongue.

  The girl purred with pleasure and sang:

  The fatherland gave us a ray of freedom,

  Endless ocean of love...

  Peoples merge into a bright beam,

  A whirlwind of cool blood is raging!

  Yes, the girls, if they sang, then nothing will ever stop them. And let's throw bare toes with deadly force, very destructive grenades. And they exploded and destroyed numerous Nazi soldiers.

  Slavka tweeted:

  – The troops are ready ma'am,

  We will destroy everyone!

  Natashka giggled, she was the commander here and barked:

  White army, black baron,

  The royal throne is being prepared for us again...

  But from the taiga to the British seas

  The Red Army is the strongest of all!

  So let the red one squeeze imperiously,

  Your bayonet with a callused hand...

  And we should, irresistibly,

  Go to the last, mortal battle!

  The girls exclaimed in unison:

  – And we really like it!

  And then one of them exposed the nipple of the chest, and how it thrashes, on German planes with deadly lightning. And it really is an extremely brutal impact!

  Natasha sang:

  Boldly comrades in step,

  Strengthen our spirit in the fight...

  To distant happiness the road

  Let's breastfeed ourselves!

  Slavka licked his lips and added:

  – And bare, girlish heels too!

  The Komsomol warriors laughed and roared in unison:

  Let's hit people, let's hit people

  And beat the buckets!

  And the beauties took lightning from their very beautiful, and lilac eyes.

  And then they opened their mouths and how they whistled. From their whistling, numerous, flocked flocks of crows received heart attacks and fell down, dead.

  And let's crush the skulls of the Germans.

  Slavka sang:

  – Crows, crows, crows,

  You fly high like chickens ...

  Crowns, crowns, crowns

  Do not tolerate false nature!

  Natasha giggled and remarked:

  – Yes, you imagined!

  The young man replied with a smile:

  – Sleep more!

  Komsomol girls roared:

  The song helps us to build and live,

  Since prem on a barefoot hike ...

  And the one who walks through life with a song,

  He will never, ever disappear!

  And the warriors took and with their bare, round heels threw up very killer gifts of annihilation.

  And again from the scarlet nipples they will be beaten by pulsars of annihilation!

  Natasha squeaked:

  – Here is a cookie!

  The girls muttered in chorus:

  – There will be a butt on its side!

  Slavka giggled and replied:

  – And plus the bosom of Venus!

  After that, the battalion of girls will both take and expose their scarlet nipples of breasts. And without unnecessary prejudice, it will be hammered with the help of ultrasound. And the German tanks that were approaching like a steel avalanche. Including the formidable "Lion", they stopped. And suddenly they began to change. Turn into very beautiful, painted and lush cakes with an appetizing aroma. And such a smell really began to spread that the girls began to lick their lips. And then how they puff up their cheeks and blow, singing:

  – We are warriors of light so cool,

  Pounding evil orcs like a saw...

  And the girls' feet are so bare,

  We will do, know the kangaroo!

  The warrior girls sparkled with their sapphire eyes, like stars. And they laughed again, baring their pearly teeth. These are really extremely aggressive beauties.

  And so they took from the scarlet nipples of the chest as if they were hammered with shock lightning.

  And they fly through the air. And everyone will burn to the ground, and then both chocolates and sweets will fall from above.

  And the warriors sang:

  We are chocolate girls

  We love to eat pies...

  And such, you know, okay,

  Weakness is out of our hands!

  The warriors smiled with their pearly, sparkling teeth, like precious jewelry boxes.

  And they sang again, roaring:

  One two Three,

  Break all enemies...

  Four, eight, five -

  Kill the evil orcs!

  Nine, six, seven

  No problem!

  And the beauties of the word will laugh out of the ruby nipples of their breasts, into which fiery and lethal pulsars are already flying for the umpteenth time.