Page 20 - Excerpts from the diary

them. It is not enough. And majority of the petty, full of animal passions.
Now, after bandaging, stopped at commandant's. There is a lot of place. The reserve officers sleeps here. Has a
snack on canned food and sausage. Nourishingly ate. A birthday so you pass at me.
Darkens. The Fritz, a reptile, rages. Beats, beats, fires the thunder of tools does not cease.
Just shipped the wounded woman on a supply. Wounded her a splinter when bombing, she shouts and cries:
'Waited for sib's, and they do not want to save me'. But, thank God, she was shipped on a supply.
I will write several letters and I will finish with it my holiday.

03.09.1944

Took one mortar who is ill on wound (he is at an economic platoon too). Drank before leaving of grams of the
200th vodka.
The head hurt annoyingly. Vodka helped me to fall asleep. But in the middle of the night louses woke me. They
crawled in bigger quantity over my unfortunate body and bit, bloodthirsty, is insatiable also without any pity. I
turned, scratched, but everything is useless. Before morning, I took a nap and even something dreamed me, but I
quickly came round and woke up.
Dawn was gray and cold, but louses did not understand it, to them was warm and cozy. Today I will suit them
Patriotic war! Let and they will get acquainted with horrors and concerns of military life 44 years.
Just Germans invented a new artillery attack on the village heavy shells. I do not know for what reasons they
scattered shells yes near our house, at distance of 456 meters around. At neighbors with OVS all glasses took off,
and they decided now to make at themselves the oven. It is more than enough of smoke. At them especially, but
also at us is enough.
Now I will arrange roast to louses entertainment and death, and then in a medical unit on bandaging.
It was fried thoroughly as if anew on light arose.
On a wall of my room inscription: 'We leave in the direction on Trifanovka'. Apparently Germans before retreat
left.

03.12.1944

Sukhanovo. Yesterday together with a reserve came here. There was a front department and a medical unit of our
regiment. Found the magnificent apartment. Hospitable, hospitable owners. Fried to me potato on the remains of
the stewed tinned pork which was available for me. There was few stewed meat and potato was badly roasted, but
ate with big appetite. Master's bread tasty, pleasant. Welcome even more tasty than potato. Gorged on to the
utmost, as in Yessentuki once.
Two guys from a reserve wanted to pass to me, but it was not necessary to visit also there to me long. Among day
when I left my apartment was occupied by medical battalion of our division. I just went to bandaging to a
sanitary company. My finger hurt more and stronger. It was intolerable. In a sanitary company looked and, it
turned out that again on the same finger the felon appeared and again it is necessary to do operation, but a bigger
section in a finger, than before had to do. The finger was frozen. Operation was done in a sanitary company
because I did not want to go to medical battalion. Even before operation began to feel sick me when to me froze a
finger, and during operation I absolutely lose consciousness.

Gave sal ammoniac to smell. Long I felt sick and in eyes it was dark. I am very hypochondriac and my nerves are
excessively sensitive to any pain.
Soon, however, it became easier for me and I went. Darling, however, a finger departed after a frostbite and so
got sick that, appear, I will not sustain. Hurried on the apartment. Came the medical battalion already manages
there: lays mattresses, stacks blankets, pillows.
Laid down on one of beds, but could not lie sat down, but could not remain sitting on one place rose, but also it