Burnt by the Sun 2 Page #6

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.. gave you, scum, deserters, bandits,

who deserve only to be shot ...

gave you, scum, deserters, bandits ...

About face!

who deserve only to be shot

the possibility of shedding blood for the redemption of guilt

and join the ranks of the famous Red Army!

- wounds received in battle ...

- What is this some sh*t?

There lay.

And what is it?

I ... This ... This ...

- wounds received in battle ...

- Yes, the wounds received in battle, means

that you are aware of your guilt

and deserve to be forgiven.

What are you carrying there? Come on!

Get to your new life, go forth!

As dead flies!

George ... what...what are you doing??

- What do you have on you.

- Is that a door?

Well, what is ... If I run, it's there ...

I'm running from the front with a rifle,

I have a door at the rear,

to stop all the bullets.

But it's something I've come up with.

Not a bad idea!

A wound received in the back means

that you showed you are a coward

and deserve only one thing:

a bullet in the head!

Come here, soldier, do not be afraid.

Come on, show me what you got, what have you got?

And do not be ashamed, are you?

too hard ... what?

- It's hard ...

- Did you take the chamber, yet?

What it's ... not working?

ruined?

And could you take the chamber?

And the pioneers who to him ....

Get lost!

-Chalturnicy, spongers, dogs!

- Take your shoe.

Fireworks in honor of the twentieth anniversary of ...

the opening of the III Congress of the Comintern.

And what ... canned?

- Get rid of the cigarette!

- Okay, okay.

- It's fireworks.

- What?

- It's fireworks, I said.

Watch the cigarette. Oh, here it says:

"Fireworks in honor of the twentieth anniversary of ...

Do not move!

..III Congress of the Comintern.

What you have brought it here?

- Well, I am a sweeper.

- Come on, we know you're a minesweeper.

Leave me alone and go digging.

Minesweeper, damn ...

What do you ... go away!

- Where do I find them?

- Where ... lay there.

- Hold on, give a look.

- Will be good for the summer.

- You have a smaller size?

- What?

I asked if you had a smaller size,

it's like a ski.

- What size?

- 39

What?

- 39?

- Yes, 39

39 - The boy had so much fever.

Yes ...

Yes ...

Are there any questions?

Enough of telling us fairy tales.

- Give me a gun, after all I'm

a Captain in the Red Army.

- What?

Who is Captain in the Red Army?

You?

The Captain leads his Red Army

Soldiers! And where are your soldiers?

Lost them?

A weapon? Where is your weapon?

Thrown away, you bastard! You are sh*t,

and not a commander, you understand me?

My teeth tear the enemy!

Captain of the Red Army!

Are there any questions?

There are no questions.

To the right ... turn!

To the trench, reptiles, forward march!!

George ... come here!

Jura!

Come here!

Listen, there ...

- In the camp?

- Yes.

What is it?

to the left ... march!

First platoon ... in place!

Stop singing!

Stop!

Eyes right!

Attention!

To the right ... face!

To the feet ... weapons!

At ease!

What is this?

A circus?

Ah ... lieutenant!

There's a Senior lieutenant, standing before you,

senior level. What do you do?

You are to start over.

Please come back and approach as you should.

Oh ...

Comrade Captain, Lieutenant Izumow

reporting as ordered.

Yeah.

At ease.

And now I'll let you submit a report.

In turn:

first, second and third.

Yes, report one after another!

First:

I do not care of your rank!

Second:

my command was appointed by Divisional Commander

as commander of a fortified area on this post.

So, all the newly arrived troops, along

with their commanders, are to be placed under my command.

And thirdly, who are you?

I?

You, you!

I'm the commander of the Kremlin's students!

Before you is a flower of the nation!

183 cm tall!

Before you stands an

elite Red Army Senior Lieutenant!

What the hell just happened here zjawiles?

183 cm, the elite Red Army!

What do I do with your elite?

This is not Red Square,

there'll be no parades.

What do I do with your elite?

Oh, look at him, look.

183 cm!

Maybe he will now have to dig

trenches ... huh?

No, it's better to have sent this to me ...

Lilliputians ... Lilliputians of the circus.

183 cm!

No, no!

I need moles and snakes

to burrow and crawl...

not the elite Red Army!

Look at these - do not lose their shame,

and they also have nothing to lose.

What will you do with your elite ... what?

We have here a war, you may have heard about this?

Do not explain to you in the Kremlin?

Enough, senior lieutenant,

you do not scare me.

- You will see us in battle ...

- What battle?

What battle, Captain?

Pray that your elite

doesn't run away

and sh*t their underpants,

when the Germans attack us, you understand.

Well, lieutenant ...

We'll talk differently, when I contact the division commander,

now please show me the line of our defense.

Please, this is it.

Kremlin student next to a prisoner?

I'll remember this.

You'll have to remember there are many, sir.

They are necessary for our lives, you know?

What ... What have you done?

What were you doing?

What just happened?

Who ..?

Who did it?

Comrade senior lieutenant, it was just fireworks

to celebrate the arrival of the Kremlin elite!

- Hurrah!-Hurray!

Oh, you devils!

What about you as an elite?

Well, f***. It was just fireworks,

and not an attack by the Germans! What would you do then?

- Elite! Comrade Captain.

- What?

You will provide them with instructions, or ...

- Oh ... Do l have to do it?

- Yes, of course.

- Okay.

Yes ... company of students!

your line of defense is here,

in this trench.

Maybe the Germans will attack us

maybe not.

The main thing is to be vigilant

Do not open fire without my order

and do not get out of the trench.

Who is the first see the enemy, keep quiet,

quietly communicate it to your companions.

Think about everything I said.

Well ...

maintain defensive positions in the trench.

Shoulder your weapon!

Eyes right!

Attention!

Take up positions in the trench.

Soldier, did they mention this?

- Give me a gun, and I'll give you a shovel.

- What?

- Look, take the shovel.

- No, I can not.

- Why do you need a rifle, so you can die?

- Why would I die?

Listen, soldier ... Wait, wait.

Give me the gun,

and I will give you the shovel.

No, no, no ... I like it.

Why do you need a rifle?

So you can die.

Hey, soldier, come here!

- Come on, Sazon.

- Wait!

Give me the gun, and I will give you the shovel.

Why do you want it, so you can die?

- The fireworks scared the sh*t out of me.

- That's nothing, wait till an attack.

Sazonov!

Sazonov!

- You've seen Sazonov?

- No, see there, maybe he's over there

You know, this game is ...

- is called "rhymes."

- What?

GIve me a rhyme, for example,

a "bad - his", "I could - I took"

and I'll put them in a poem.

For example:

Forgive the poor drowning in sorrow,

enjoy the sun I could not,

, forgive it that, in his life,

as I took your other frequently.

Come here.

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