Pioneri-heroes of the Great Victory Day. Vasya Korobko, from the book "Eagles of partisan lisiv" (3 photos) Vasya Korobko pioner hero feat

It was born on the 31st birch of 1927 in the village of Pohoriltsyah, Semenivsky district, Chernigivskyi region. Brave an active part in partisan Russia in Chernigivshchyna. I’ve gotten a pick and tinkle, and in the end I’ve gotten out. I’ve started sixteen trains with Hitler’s soldiers and military technology, and I’ve got ten Paraboots. Zaginuv in Bilorus 1 April 1944 rock. He was awarded the Order of Lenin and two orders of the Red Prapor.

Nevlovimi pidrivnikiv

(Rospovid Mikhail Ratushny)

Vіn appeared in the camp unsuccessfully. A thick chagarnik made my way through and stood in front of the vartovo.

The one, clutching a gvintyvka in his hands, marveled at the new one.
- Kudi ydesh, cotton? - feeding the suvoro.

Win spidloba glancing at a naughty middle-aged man with a wide red line on the cap, and stepping nervously from foot to foot.
- Until you, ishov. - Hlopchin having rushed. - Introduce me to the commander.
- Bach, yaky - immediately to the commander ...
- I want to join the partisan. Fascist beat.

Ha ha! - zasm_yavsya vartoviy. - What are the fascists beat, need you know, what fists?
And then marvel at yourself: half a summit is from the mountaineer. Pidrosty trocha ... Axis todi and let's talk ...
- Introduce and everything! - having poured cotton on his own.

The sentry thought about it, marveled at it.
- Ivane! - Huknuv passing through the party's party. - Bring yogo to Oleksandr Petrovich, don't tell me what to do with him ...

Through khilina lad standing in front of the commander of the partisan corral.

Not a high-class, in the most, apparently daddy, kozhusi, once in a while, like a childish wink in his nose and reiterating graciously:
- Take me to myself in the zagin, well, go. Don't fuss ...

Oleksandr Petrovich Balabay respectfully marveled at the new one, having moved and energized:
- Yak call you?
- Vasya Korobko. Z village Pogoriltsi ... - I dodav. - Until the end of five classes finished.
Tsim vin, melodiously, though pidcreslity, is not too small. The commander chuckled and shrugged.
- Well, will you be roaming in our paddock, Vasya?
- Everything, you will punish. I can do everything.

Vin, having slapped the commander in the guise, is no longer in a hurry, saying to him in a richer manner:
- And if you don’t see it, it’s all the same, I don’t go. I won’t turn to the village.

The axis is yaky! - Balabay smiled again. - Well, okay. Yaksho so, respectfully hear.
We need a good salesperson, who has been able to tell us about all the events and plans.
Why would you be such a vendor?

Chi zmig bi, Oleksandr Petrovich, - firmly vіdpovіv vіn.
- Todi turn around to your village and try to get hold of the robot in the commandant's office.
- Yes, comrade commander! - cotton hvatsko stretched his hand to the cap.
- About our rozmovu no words, - Balabay, in front of him.

So Vasya Korobko, a chotiirnteen pioneer from the village of Pogoriltsi in Chernigivshchyna, took a partisan zavdannya as a non-bartender with honor.

Turning to the house, he became a leader in the commandant's office: pidmitav, miw pidlogu, fired the stoves, boomed on the little ones at the police, and they couldn’t get ready for anything.

Bach, try, - they gave one to one. - You know, yak treba serve "new order" ...

It didn’t occur to him that Vasya was so excited about the human eye. And for the sake of smilivas and naglyadovy cotton, the secret information about the Hitler garnizon was raised, as if it knew that the car, the machine and the skillet, the officers were too lazy. All the tribute to the entrapment through the zlichkovyh, and innocent himself making his way to the fox. For a whole lot of wines, I have been asked by the commandant for a few undesirable homes and cities, gardens - up to the partisans.

Oleksandr Petrovich was the head of the next parish - even more important by bringing a young rose.

Once powered at the new one:

Well, pioneer, what is there in your village? What about our leaflets?
- The new order, Oleksandr Petrovich, - V_draportuvav Vasya. - Having broadened everything. One to go to the commandant's office ...
- De de? - Balabay was alert.
- On the doors of the commandant's office, - Vasya modestly specified.

Commander spokhmurniv.

So nіkhto not bachiv, - vypravdovuvavsya lad. - It’s getting dark, I’m on the sly.
- Marvel at me, be a guardian ...

In the leaves, about yak yshl mova, the partisan command punished the population of the recouped for the sake of hlib, thinness, vegetables, warm odyag and bloated.

Bagato leaflets of rozkleiv Vasya.

Ale tsyogo youmu bulo lacking. Winning in, it's time to move on to the big shit against the enemy.
І nezabar daughters at their own hour. The staff of the house, as Vasya regularly handed over to the zagin, the headquarters destroyed a detailed plan for the defeat of the fascist garnizon in Pogoriltsy.

These cold, chesty nights, the Hitlerites did not expect an attack.

The spati fell spontaneously. Rummaging in the warmth of the farm, wearing overcoats, playing at their posts, nimetski vartovs.
They didn’t smell the stench, as it was dark, invisible in the freezing cold, and from some sides they silently approached the village.
Circling in the winter dance, the little girls quietly sank on the heads and shoulders of the warts. So і the thieves didn’t throw themselves, scooted with malt drimoto, - they fell, mowed by partisan coolies.

The blow of the buvs on the floor of the reluctance and the beggars, but the fascists did not stand up to them.
Yak ochmanіli vibіgali s hut і, carelessly driving, rushing, light for the eyes. Ale, everywhere, they nominated them on their own.

Zhoden's vorozhny kulemet without giving a voice to this night. Few of the Hitlerites are in the distance to vryatuvatisya: even the partisans kindly explained about the distribution of the enemy forces and worked in the same way. The stench ruined more than a hundred and fifty fascists, burned some cars, buried them with ammunition.

With numerous trophies, radio, partisans turned to the forest. And now, don't mind, catch up, go ... Ale, ymovirno, most of all the radio is a junior researcher. Tse bulo і yogo, Vasina, peremoyu, yogo in return to the occupants, with a fire and a sword came to the homeland.

Vasya unconsciously thinking of the hitler to follow him, and because of the partisan zagіn... The commander has punished in good faith to move to the forest. At the paddock, Vasi were proponated by the statues that were ringing, but it didn’t vomit: the unsettled, dynamic nature of Vimagal is great. Asking for the pidrivniki.

The commander, having allowed, and not bar, Vasya Korobko, becoming a thunderstorm of fascists.

After starting up a train with hitlers and leaving, bypassing roads, on some collapsed cars, having taken out warehouses and bridges. The fascists marno joked about the young partisan - vіn buv imperceptible. Husband and fearless, Vasya was hungry for appearing there, the enemies were checking for the best.

Tim for an hour was approaching the end of the day. Tanuli with blows of the brave radians' vorozhi forces.

In an unfamiliar territory, in the middle of a partisan zagin, they became fascists.
The partisans were assigned to the regular units of the Chervona Army.

Well, Vaska, goodbye, - mintly pressed his hand to the young patriot of his coli-mary commander.
You will read, that village is treasured from ruin, young organizovuvati ...

I Vasya Korobko became home.

Ale yogo tax tudi, de all the gurkotila cannonade vіyni. Not a moment of life was spoky, no shelter was flowing on the fronts, and the people of Radians were suffering in the fascist battles.

Korobko asked to volunteer for the front.

I’ll look at Vasin dosvid, they were hired in a sabotage group, which was a part of the warehouse of the First Ukrainian Partisan Division.

I never knew they were fond of the fascist echelon, they were fondly, they were invisible to Vasya Korobko.

And the front, just one hour, came across the mustache to the west. In the afternoon and at night, there was no cannonade. Before the partisans, lunala immediately. For them, the front will be here, in the Bilorian forests, the devil has violated the regrouping of forces, to start a devastating blow to the advancing radians.

Soon Poland, - the commander of the sabotage group said to Vasi. - Let's smash the fascists there ...

And now you need to go to the investigation. Make your way three times, be safe, don't get caught up in the door. If you make your way through the vuzdovzh vuzkokolіyki, turn it over, why don't you get fascists there?
I win, having indicated on the card a mice, kudi need to go.
Vasya marveled: action, the call is close. The first order is Brest - near the Cordon Biloruske Misto.
Polish ... What is the check there?

Vіm, Vasya at once thinking not about tse. Youmu wanted shvidsha vikonati zavdannya.

And in the forest it smelled of spring. It was dripping from the trees. The gray leaves of a thin fog were hovering over the green pines and bilim birches. Going down with your feet, clinging wet snig, pochorniliy from thaloi water. Three razvіdnikіv carefully made their way to the vuzkokolіyki, sawing into the dark overgrowth of chagarnik.

The axis has already passed the zaliznichny branch. All cards were displayed. There is a distance, in front, a station booth, and behind it - a place through the river ...

Vi, lads, slowly go forward, - the senior group said, - and I’m going to be brutal, I’ll wonder why there’s no fascists there. I'll see you soon ...

Pointing to an inexpensive pagorb, a thick young pine forest, the elder was already intent on bulo it.

With the first raptom, the kulemetna cherga struck a pine forest. Thinly kuli zazizhchali, chilling gilki from bare bushes.
Vasya fell into a snig, holding a machine gun in front of him. Having caught the edge, as if darted into the booth, one of the razvidniks. Even after seeing the sharp, baking bile, the rape showed tilo, and everything was poured into the fire ...

Zupinilosya in the heart of a young patriot. Tse bulo in Bilovezkiy Pushcha attached to the forty-fourth rock.

Vasil Ivanovich Korobko Vasil Ivanovich () () It was born on the 31st birch of 1927 in the village of Pogoriltsy, Semenivsky district, Chernigiv region.

Taking an active part in partisan Russia in Chernigivshchyna. Buv a razvіdnik and z'yazkovym, and zgodom - a pіdrivnik. Together with the partisans, Vasya launched sixteen trains with the Hitler soldiers and vіyskovyu technology, Viviv with ten steam locomotives.

Chernigivshchyna. The front of the pid_yshov came to the village of Pogoriltsi. On the outskirts of our units, the defense of the company was trimmed. The patrons are fighting the boy. Yogo's name was Vasya Korobko. Nich. Until the wake of the school, occupied by the Nazis, Vasya creeps. Wine makes his way to the pionersky room, wine the pionersky ensign and nadіyno hova yogo. Near the village. Under the bridge - Vasya. Win vityagє zalіznі brackets, pіdpilyuє palі, and on a svittya s ukrittya sposterіgє, as the place is ruined in front of the fascist armored personnel carrier. The guerrillas crossed over, so you can do it, and they gave you a serious one on the right: they became a distributor in the gateway.

At the headquarters of the fascists, they burned stoves, a stake of firewood, and he himself was surprised, zapam'yatovuє, transferred to the partisans of the house. The punishers, who conceived the guilt of the partisans, mocked the boy to lead him to the foil. Ale Vasya viviv hitlerivtsiv before the twenties of the police. Hitlerivtsi, in the midst of taking them for the partisans, fired a fierce fire, killed all policemen and suffered great losses themselves. At the headquarters of the fascists, they burned stoves, a stake of firewood, and he himself was surprised, zapam'yatovuє, transferred to the partisans of the house. The punishers, who conceived the guilt of the partisans, motivated the boy to lead him to the end. Ale Vasya viviv hitlerivtsiv before the twenties of the police. The Hitlerites, in the midst of taking them for the partisans, fired a fierce fire, killed all policemen and suffered great losses themselves.

Zaginuv in Bilorussia in one of the battles of the wines, killed by the vorozhyu kulei on April 1, 1944. Zaginuv in Bilorusia in one of the battles of the wines, killed by the vorozhoy kulei on April 1, 1944. Batkivshchyna has decorated its little hero, like having lived a short life, with the orders of Lenin, Chervony Prapor, the Order of Victory of the 1st step, and the medal "Partisan of the Victory of the Victory" of the 1st step.

Pioneer guardian of the pioneer squad. Korobko, Vasyl Ivanovich or Vasya Korobko (31 birch 1927 village of Pogoriltsi, Semenivsky district of Chernigiv region - April 1, 1944) - pioneer hero, young partisan, awarded with the orders of Lenin, Chervonyi Prapoor 1, Victory ...

Together with the partisans, Vasya made nine echelons, hundreds of heroes. Grim fighters reached the village of Pogoriltsi in Chernigivshchyna. In the end, a group of wounded comrades passed through the village, leading the hands of the wounded comrades.

Vidstupayut ... Vasya Korobko, not a high-minded young fellow, the young men marveled at the way they were being held, grabbed onto the outskirts. From the end of the village, important cars with black crosses on the piers were brought up. - Fascists!

Raptovo khtos having pressed Vasya by the sleeve. - Bizhi! - tse buv shkilny comrade Ivan Kudin. The lads rushed over the doors, partying behind the fence.

Marvel, marvel, they went viral before school ... - Ivane! In the same place ... - Vasya's thoughts were transported there, in the school corridor, for which the chobots were already dull.

The axis of the hitler was sunk into the teacher, into the library, went to the pionersky room. - In the same place! Vasya gnivno clenching his fists. - With grenades, oh, gadiv! With grenades! - Does the stench in you? - quietly feeding Ivan. - Distance ...

Cities, Levada Vasya got closer to school. Raptom vіn pobachiv, like a Nimetsian officer at the doors of the Viyshov, trimming a red cloth in his hands. - Tse ensigns of young bolsheviks, pioneers, - having said win, they gave it to the soldiers.

Vasya has a spiky ball that puffs up to his throat. Axis tse chervoniy prapor vin, praporonosets, vinos before the formation of his squad. Pid cim ensign, the pioneri sat down for the saint, on the pionerskі zlyoti. The first axis Vasil is to sit at the bushes of elder and sposter, like a thief to be aware of the worm-name as a warrant ... "Do not give in to you, fascists!"

The honors of the Hitler's officer of the sitting in the teacher's room of the Pogorul school and writing a sheet before the house, in the city of Dresden. “... Dear my sin Zigfrid! For the last year we have buried another Ukrainian village with the funny name Pohareltsi. At the school before us, the ensign of the little big boys, who came here, have been pissed off. I’ll send you a warrant, you can make a kilimok for our dog ... Let’s give a gift of nagadu about the glorious victories of your daddy, the Fuhrer's war soldier ”.

Ale if the officer came to the door and put in the donuts at the box for storing, the officer was nowhere to be found. Hitler rozpik in his soldiers, barking non-commissioned officers ...

The whole last evening, Vasya spent the whole evening spostering behind the officer, in the hands of a warrant officer. The boy has a smart plan: to take him to the gate. Sutenilo. The officer will go to the teacher, sit down to the table ... Well, write. The handrail is a red cloth. Vasya squeezes in the valley with a grenade, I know in the trenches outside the village. In the іnshіy ruci - bagnet. “Golovne - mittєvo jump into the room, - obmirkovuvav lad. - Nimets will not be awakened by the unsuccessful ... A blow with a bagnet. How can you not surrender ... Todi ... ”Vasya squeezed a grenade. Unsatisfied the officer arrived and viyshov. Mity - and Vasya will be in the room ... Chervona's cloth appeared in his hands. The well-known words rushed into the eyes: "Be ready!"

"Get ready!" - the thoughts of Vasya і, having seized the ensign for a shirt, zna for a wink.

And the young patriarch has gone from crawling to a tree place outside the outskirts. With a scrap I knitted the braces, sawed the palms ... The vrant motorized column of the hitlers was crushing the dal. There is no reason behind the village that the head of the village has broken through the flooring of the bridge and loaded it into the mulish soil.

Rear cars flew into the driveway. Lying, the fascists were scurrying for the mistka. Especially lyutuvav the officer: once the warrant was mysteriously wicked, this year's failed place, which in the evenings the sappers looked around and knew it all right ... їх pioneer Vasya Korobko.

So Vasya became a partisan. Behind the staff of the corral, he became a distributor, having become a supervisor and a cleanser in the Hitler's headquarters. Everything that Vasil knew became visible to the partisans. Like the punishers were craving for Korobko, but they were grafted to the forest, the guerrillas were robbed by the vilazki. And Vasyl viviv hitlerivtsiv until the police station. Hitlerivtsi, in the midst of taking them for the partisans, fired mischievous fires, killed policemen and suffered great losses themselves.

Vasya Korobko fought at the partisan army of Mikoli Mikitovich Popudrenko.

A dark breast night inoculated in a guerrilla warren in a native village. Unauthorizedly attacking the Nimetsky garnizon, the people's mesniks destroyed 100 fascists, 9 cars, 18 motorcycles, 2 harmatians, ammunition warehouse.

... Attached 1944 to the rock with a group of comrades Vasya returned to the visit of an even more important zavdannya. After 100 kilometers, a small zagin, bypassing hitler garnizoni, uniqueness be-like bulo zustrіchey. Yshli on the land of the gate. From the opposite bank through the middle of the day and not rushed to the front tank colonies, Yshla pіhota, we pulled along the road. Lying in the chagarnik, Vasya looked at the binocles of the front of the bridges. Closely up to the decilka row of the fence from the barbed dart. And bilya of self-driving - minny fields. “There’s no way to go to the bridge,” Vasil made a note of and glanced at his friends. Everyone was moving. For rіchtsі the patrol boats rushed.

Є plan. At night, far from the bridge, three partisans went into the water. In front of him, the skin of them shtovhav a small plait, bandages from dry gilok. On rafts - vibukhivka. The current of the child was borne by the smilivts ...

Glimpses of hilin plisty? Fifteen, twenty? How about it? The stench of flesh from the vibrating under the bridge pillars, and the distance itself float. In a rapt over my head, an illumination rocket flashed off. The order of Vasil was spilling over the water. Feeling the trisk of the automatic weapons.

- Help! - dully sounded close. Vasya turned around and kicked his comrade's plate, circling around on the water of his own accord. Vasya stretched out his hand, p_dtyag plat to himself. And having kicked the same chilin, yak kulemetna cherga beat up another comrade.

“But I’ll add more. Don't beat me in! "- for the first time repeating to himself Vasil. I win the fire, the torpedo is dumb, the death is awkward. Kulya wrapped her arms around her right shoulder, ale Vasil more fiercely with her left hand. "I will add, I will add!"

The axis is already over the head. Having squeezed the flesh from the vibuchivka to one of the supports, Vasil smacked the detonator pin with his teeth. A terrible vibuch shook the steel bulk of the bridge, - and with a gurcott, the wine fell into the black pasta of the rychka.

Zavdannya bulo viconano, ale with tsomu zaginu a young partisan, vikhovanets of the pionersky squad of Pogorolsky middle school in Chernigivshchyna - Vasyl Korobko. The memory of a new life will be vital.

... Pioneri make fun of the zbir. The head for the sake of the squad teamє: - The squad, to the wine of the ensign, stand the string! To pass mity ... іnshe ... In the tract of silence, the clear voice of the right-flank one sounds: - The honorable warrior of the squad Vasil Korobko zaginuv death of the hero in battle against the fascist zagarbniks.

Khvilina movchannya, і raptet silence rapping drіb drums, the sound of a bugle. Karbuyuchi Krok, young proponent in the supervisor of the assistants to blame the pionersky proponent, go to Vasya Korobko at the gate. Vіter kolishe chervone cloth, and vono, nemov indestructible half, to major over the pioneer mode as a symbol of immortality is quiet, who gave his life for the happiness of the Radianskoy Batkivshchyna.

B. Adamovich. 3 of the book "Children-heroes of the Great Victory Day"

The author of the report is Yakiv Davidzon, the chronicler of the partisan defense of Sidor Artemovich Kovpak and the first offensive of Pyotr Petrovich Vershigori, who later gave us a unique memoir about the activity of the Radian partisans "People with a pure conscience." In information about Vasyl Korobko, who came to the corral in 14 years, successfully fought in the warehouse with hitlers and in 15 years, becoming the commander of the corral of pidrivniks.

The uniqueness of the community of young people is also like that of the young hero-Hero Grasshopper described by Leonid Bikov, at the age of 18 he became the commander of the squadron of the air regiment. Behind the words of the members of the paddock Vasi Korobka, I won’t be able to appear and learn uncomfortably, but I’m sure, I won’t know.
Ridkisne vminnya, vikhovuvati is one of the most adequate battles for the day.
Also, the commander is excited about this, do not want to find one child, the most adequate fight in the child, the good organization of comrades and work on the way, everything is always needed and immediately. You can also find the riddles about life and boyovy The feat of Vasya Korobko in the memoirs of S.A. Kovpak, in the memoirs of P.P. Vershigori, as well as episodi in the film trilogy "Duma about Kovpak".
Otzhe, vasne raspovid Yakov Davidzon.

The lads vibrated at the galyavin. Near the small children of the village, the villages were burnt. Behind the streets and entrances were soldiers in the hated form. So I went to the village of Vasi Korobko ...
Vasya was awakened by the sun. Yogo promin, as if he made his way through the thicker gill, having scorched his forehead, and Vasya leaned to the side. Alec didn’t want to sleep anymore. Winning on the list and expanding. The partisans fell and fell asleep there; Kunyav і vartoviy, ale Vasya didn’t take a trip. The smells were known in such a gushavin, which is unlikely to be a nishpority here. True, one cannot forget about the middle of these accomplices and the police of the inhabitants of the world. Ale such a beautiful boulevard of lisovy light, such a licorice and insight because I didn’t want to admit thinking about happiness.
- Go to sleep, - proponuvav Korobko, insensibly went to the sentry. - She didn’t melt, tse I ... - hastily dodoving the wine, punching, yak grabbing for the machine gun.
- Zadrimav, - having taken the automatic machine with his head guiltily. - And I'm sorry ...
I dreamed of a nightstand ... I’m standing early-early vrantsi on ґanka ... and through the rychki the sun rises ... with a wave of my hands and angry ... I fly all the food and the food ...
- Garazd, sleep. Rozkazhesh, kudi reached.
Vasya pishov to his backpack. Having carefully knitted my new construction, I was recently delivered from great land... Looking around її, waving the bailiff a piece of paper. A few thousand of kilograms of vibuhivka, thinking Korobko, can vryatuvati life for dozens of our battles. It’s necessary, even more necessary, but I’m starting this year's echelon!
Already two rocky vin is alive in the fox. Once I became a boy, a family, a school, and I went to the operation with short corrections. Ale is all the same until the whistle of the sack can not sound, as it is not possible to forget all those terrible things that brought the Nazis to our land.
- Scho, Vasil, it's time to go and start, - said the Lithuanian partisan Mitrofan bark. Vasya lovingly walks and with him - the Korona machine gun scribbled without a mistake, and the machine gunner himself did not show fear. Such people whine - they themselves whine about death, and death goes from them. In Korop, there was no one left alive - both the old fathers, and the little children of the Nazis were shot like zaruchniks.
- Don't go to sleep, - Vasya said. - I think, Uncle Mitrofan, go to zaliznytsi through the swamp.
- Yakshto ti maєsh on uvaz Chornu gat ... - having stolen Korop with his head. There and during the day you will not pass through the fire, but at night ... Lost for a price.
- Since I called Chorna gat, it means that people were passing by. We know and my stitch. Don't go before the line! Ohoronyayut, as if Hitler himself was going to be taken!
... Singingly, not less than a year has passed, and the stench has been able to fill up a hundred meters.
A box of sits on a bush in the middle of a swamp of wetlands from head to toe. one chobit
Having fallen into shaking Chornoi gati, a wet quilted jacket looking important, like lead.
The guerrillas took off the flywheels.
“If I had mercy, how could I not give in to make my way to the room? Apparently, that one should not neglect any permanent posts here ... "-
thinking Korobko.
- It’s necessary to turn around, Vasya, - having pleased Korop. - You can still wake up to the "zaliznitsa" in the іnshomu mіsci ...
- Schob cut off the smoke on the forehead ?! - Korobko didn’t wait. - Here, let's go ... tobto, really, I'm going. Korop, give me a minute.

Ti scho having conceived?
- I'm not thinking of anything. I have an order from the commander, and I am guilty of the Viconati! I'm going alone.
- And mi scho, will we sit so wondering?
- There is a really bitter bitch, Uncle Mitrofan, - Korobko said. - I'll try the viconati myself.
- Hi, ti tse kin, - said Korop harshly. Also know me a hero!
I also sounded unhappy in the voice of the partisan, but Vasi became hot in the face of the trash. Though it’s going to tell, it’s not a flap of intelligence that made you take the decision. If it’s because it’s gone through the water and the ice is not choking in the rotten rydin, it’s noisy: there’s no way to get through. Wondering death, Vasya is angry. Good, well, nichto s comrades without letting go!
- Garazd. Let me go volunteer ...
- And all of us here are volunteers, - sounded from the voice.
I know Vasya who brought her chervony through his words.
... The stinks went through the swamp. One Korobko still didn’t get a transfer - she went to the very bottom of it, and went to the bulo nowhere. Vasya easily recognizes that he will become through five khiliin pislya vibuhu. The guard will rush to the diversion from two sides. The guerrillas will have a chance to get their heads down here - on a rampage, or drown in a swamp.
- Right ... - holding out Korop.
The box is hot shukav vyhіd іf the situation. Surely, it is possible to bulo, as long as the guard has not shone їkh, take the same path. Ale todi echeloni will be kitties to the front ...

Hear my command! - having punished Korobko. - All collapse to the right
zdovzh zaliznytsi!
- In the same place, ohorona, - Korop said quietly.
- Zavdannya, - do not feel the voice of the partisan, pushing Korobko, -
as soon as you come closer to guard and disguise yourself. I'm getting lost
here, mіnuyt. Pislya vibuhu the guard will rush here. Do not shoot, leave it
do not mine you. Beat in the back, unsupported!
About myself, without saying a word, ale kozhen from six partisans of the sabotage group of intelligence - Korobko will have one chance to vibrate for a hundred. But here it’s impossible to ruin the order. Commander on those і buv commander, sob mother right rizikuvati yourself.
The stench went into the tempera, і Vasya didn’t feel the sound. "Great!" - praising his thoughts.
Trochi dedicated. From the swamps, napovzav sire of fortune. Vasya viliz on the embankment. Knife vicopav perished. Gently standing up the minu. Reversing the detonator. We listen to the sound of the voice to the rail and listen. Youmu was well, so the ice was lightly picking up. ... If an important steam locomotive collapsed and collapsed onto the side, half of the mind flashed through the firebox in a rapt, and the picture of the collapse came to light. From the open platforms, you can see the racks, a row of tanks were rolling down, the officer's car was waning, and the leaves of the gully crawled up the hill, like the boards. Ammunition was torn at the tail of the train.
Vasya was given a vibukhovy hviley, he was seething with earth. Prigolomsheniy, half-blind, Korobko beat to his own. There is already a blaze of fire. The partisans fired at the guards.
Hitlerіvtsі long ago and easily perezіlivat pіdrivnikіv, and for a moment, if, when he was good, he didn’t surrender to virvatis. Ale the axis behind the backs of the fascists, the firing squad often sank, and the stench of the snarls themselves rattled in the course. If it was removed from the pereliduvachami, Korobko went out from behind the trees of Fyodor Ivanovich Korotkov, the commander of the imene Popudrenka.
- Let me tell you more, Comrade Commander! - having powered Korobko.
- Shave dopov_dati! Sanitara to me!
If naspiv sanitar, Korotkov punished:
- Tie up the wounded man!
I deprive you of this if you allow:
- And now you can do it ...
I will remember forgetting our stay with Vasya Korobko. We've already gone to pieces Radianskoi Army... I told Oleksiy Fedorovich Fedorov:
- Vasi Korobko needs to read, Oleksiy Fedorovich. Recommend yogo at the Suvorov School.
“You’re talking to the right,” Fedorov paused.
Mortuary in the hut, de roztashuvalas my lost "photo lab", Korobko said. I didn’t get up to say a word, as I didn’t go to me, grabbing my shirt and crushing it on myself with strength. Vin shouted:
- Now, now you told the commander ?! I want to fight! Poki want one living fascist є on earth, I will not rest!
... The box is home to its own. Win Pishov in the Hero's Day Radiansky Union Peter Vershigori and in 1944 he was killed by the death of the hero. Vasyl Korobko is only sixteen years old. The heroic deeds of Batkivshchyna marked the Orders of Lenin and the Red Prapor.

Korobko, Vasil Ivanovich abo Vasya Korobko(31 birch, the village of Pohoriltsi, Semenivsky district - 1 quarter) - pioneer-hero, young partisan, awarded the orders of Lenin, Chervony Prapor, Victory of the 1st step, the medal of the Guerrilla of Vitality of the 1st

Together with the partisans, Vasya made nine echelons, hundreds of heroes. In one of the battles, there were killed.

It was born on the 31st birch of 1927 in the village of Pohoriltsyah, Semenivsky district, Chernigivskyi region. Taking an active part in partisan Russia in Chernigivshchyna. Buv a razvіdnik and z'yazkovym, and zgodom - a pіdrivnik. Having started up sixteen trains with Hitler's soldiers and military equipment, ten steam locomotives were launched. Zaginuv in Bilorus 1 April 1944 rock. He was awarded the Order of Lenin and two orders of the Red Prapor.

The partisan share of a six-grader from the village of Pogoriltsi Vasi Korobko was happily accepted. Boyove chreschennya vіn took over the influx of 1941 rock, prikrivayuchi in the fire from our parts. Svidomo zalishivshis for the recoupment of the territory. Once, on his own fear and risk, he saw the pali of the bridge. The first fascist armored personnel carrier, which went to the whole place, sang out of luck. So Vasya became a partisan.

The front of the pid_yshov came to the village of Pogoriltsi. On the outskirts of our units, the defense of the company was trimmed. Patrons of the fighters pidnosiv Vasya Korobko. Nich. Until the wake of the school, occupied by the Nazis, Vasya creeps. Wine makes his way to the pionersky room, wine the pionersky ensign and nadіyno hova yogo. Near the village. Under the bridge - Vasya. Win vityagє zalіznі brackets, pіdpilyuє palі, and on a svittya s ukrittya sposterіgє, as the place is ruined in front of the fascist armored personnel carrier. The guerrillas crossed over, so you can do it, and they gave you a serious one on the right: they became a distributor in the gateway.

Vasyl Korobko became a vіdminny pіdrivnik, having taken the fate of the righteous nine echelons with the living force and technology of the gate. The exploits of Vasyl Korobko are distinguished by the Orders of Lenin, the Red Prapor, the Victory Day of the I degree, the medal "To the Partisan of the Victory Day" of the I degree. Pіznіshe vіn buv acceptance in the partisan z'єdnannya of the Hero of the Radiansky Union to Peter Petrovich Vershigori ... Zaginuv the death of the hero in battle on April 1, 1944 during the viconanny of Chergov's zavdannya.

At the headquarters of the fascists, they burned stoves, a stake of firewood, and he himself was surprised, zapam'yatovuє, transferred to the partisans of the house. The punishers, who conceived the guilt of the partisans, motivated the boy to lead him to the end. Ale Vasya viviv hitlerivtsiv before the twenties of the police. The Hitlerites, in the midst of taking them for the partisans, fired a fierce fire, killed all policemen and suffered great losses themselves. Together with the partisans, Vasya made nine echelons, hundreds of heroes. In one of the battles, he was killed by a fortune-teller.

Batkivshchyna has decorated its little hero, like having lived a short life, with the orders of Lenin, Chervony Prapor, the Order of Victory of the 1st step, and the medal "Partisan of the Victory of the Victory" of the 1st step. Together with the partisans, Vasya made nine echelons, hundreds of heroes. In one of the battles, there were killed.

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Rapp of nothing is not recognized.
- Demainnous allons avoir affaire a Koutouzoff! [Tomorrow we will be right with Kutuzov!] - Napoleon said. - Let us be surprised! Remember, in Braunau, I am in command of the army and, once in three days, I am not sowing on a horse, so you can look at the change. Let us be surprised!
Vin marveled at the year. Bulo shche tilka chotiri godini. Spati didn’t want to, he’ll finish the punch, and all the same, there’s nothing to eat. Win got up, walked back and forth, putting on a warm frock coat and droplets and viyshov out of the blue. Nich bea is dark and sire; Three sensitive powers fell from above. Bagattya did not glow warmly close, at the French guards, and far away, they shone through the Russian line. It skidded quietly, and there was a clear rustle and dullness, thinking about the collapse of French vids for a busy position.
Napoleon walked in front of the chart, marveling at the fire, listening to the dullness і, passing by the high guard in a volokhaty cap, standing next to his name і, like a black stoop, to fight when the new emperor appears.
- What fate is there in the service? - having supplied the wine from this vicious problem of rude and lagging war, for which the victories were killed by the soldiers. The soldier called the yoma.
- Ah! un des vieux! [A! zі old men!] Have you taken the rice to the regiment?
- They took it away, your greatness.
Napoleon nodding his head and seeing him.

On horseback Napoleon riding on horseback to the village of Shevardino.
He repaired the lights, cleared the sky, only one chmara lay at the gathering. The abandoned bagatta burned down in a faint light wound.
To the right, he pushed through a dense self-contained harmatny building, penetrated and died in the middle of the enigmatic silence. Passed a sprinkle of hilin. After breaking through the other, the third building, zagavavsya fortune; Quarters, p'yuchi were rolled close and neatly then on the right.
They have not yet seen the first ones built, as they missed the other, the more, angry and interrupting one of them.
Napoleon went with his retinue to the Shevardin route and the evil from the horse. Gra rested.

Turning to see Prince Andriy in Gorki, P'or, having punished the bearer to prepare the horses and early to wake him up, once fell asleep behind the partition, in a squat, like Boris sacrificed him.
If P'ur zovsim threw himself on another wound, in the hut there was not a single one. The sklo was derenched in small windows. The rider is standing, rocking yogo.
- Your fellowship, your lightness, your lightness ... - quietly, do not marvel at P'ura i, mabut, having lost the hope of awakening him, walking around his shoulder, applying the bereiter.
- What? Are you a little sick? Is it time? - speaking P'єr, throwing himself.
- Bazhatymete a little shooter, - said the bereader, the ex-soldier, - already all the gentlemen have gone, most of them have gone for a long time.
P'єr hastily pulled himself up and vibig on anok. It was clear, fresh, dewy and cheerful in the courtyard. Sonce, just running through the winds, fluttered yogo, fluttered halfway through the dahs of the protylezhnoy street, drank the roads with dew, on the walls of the buddies, on the fence and on the horses of Plyura, well. The rumble of garmat was felt clearer in the courtyard. In the street there was an ad'yutant with a Cossack.
- It's time, count, it's time! - shouting the ad'utant.
Having ordered to lead a horse behind him, P'єr pishov along the street to the mound, marveling at the battlefield. On the mounds there was a group of allies, I felt the French voice of the staff, and I could see the head of Kutuzov, and with his white worm, we’ll circle the caskets, and we will drown in the shoulders. Kutuzov marveled into the pipe ahead along the great road.
After descending to the entrance to the mound, P'єr glanced in front of him and took a look at the burial place before the beauty of the species. This is the panorama itself, as if I was fond of a mound; ale now, the whole art of the ball is covered with vivi and dims of the construction, and the look of that bright dream, which came from the back, left P'er, were thrown at it in a clean, pre-season look of the golden penetrating Distant lines, like end the panorama, as if hanging from a kind of expensive green stone, were seen by their curved rice peaks on the ground, and behind them behind Valuvim the great Smolensk road was going through, all in all. Gold fields and overlays shone nearer. Skrіz - in front, right-handed and lіvoruch - we saw vіyska. Everything is alive, great and not matched; ale those, which most offends P'ura, - a view of the battlefield itself, Borodin and Galavini over the bita on the side of offense.