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did what thousands of people of our countrymen

did in those days -

townspeople, collective farmers, old people, young men and women...

But once she went out to perform a task and didn't return ...

Who are you?

Who?

Get up!

If you please, young lady.

??? Write!

Stand up.

Halt!

Get up!

You stubborn b*tch.

Write!

or ... start blabbing

either you start blabbing right now

or I'll start singing another tune with you ...

may the devil take her

do you imagine I've endless time to waste

you ... you ... Russian wench

Even to die,

in order to make other people happy.

And actually, I like you more than anyone.

Well, now you are a Komsomol member.

We will destroy them! Not even trace of them will be left!

Where do you belong, girl?

Why do you ask?

Where are you from?

From Moscow.

Tell me, my darling, how are things in Moscow?

It is well in Moscow.

How long will we have to endure this anguish?

Not long, my sweet.

Not, not long.

I wish it were over soon... Oh God...

Oh my legs,

what have they done to you...

Floggings, freezing...

I want you to walk upon the native land...

Forward march, everybody line up!

what lazy bastards they all are

get going, you damned ... forward, march

How much of your life is yet unlived...

How I would hide you,

to warm you, not letting you go.

You're my bitter daughter...

What's your name, I don't know...

Remember me... as Tanya.

reporting the prisoners as ordered

Proceed!

Colonel, my I take some pictures?

go ahead, but hurry up.

step back

"Arsonist"

silly goose!

a festive meal for the chicken ???

Oh God... Oh God...

Oh my God...

Oh God... Oh God...

Why are you so sad?

Why do you look at me so mirthlessly?

My dears...

Everything will end well.

Necessarily well.

And I'm not afraid to die.

It is happiness to die for your own people,

for own country, for the truth!

what is she babbling?

silence her!

the comedy's over!

Comrades, be braver!

Fight against the enemies,

beat, burn,

smash the fascists!

All the same, victory would be ours!

Remember...

We are 200 million!

Silence her!

Farewell, my beloved.

Farewell, comrades!

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