FLAG OF THE HOLY MOTHERLAND.
ANNOTATION.
The headquarters of the Wehrmacht OKW decided: to abandon active offensive actions on the Eastern Front, and to deliver the main blow in the direction of Egypt with an eye to Africa and the Middle East. As a result, the story went differently. Way!
My holy Motherland is Great Russia,
Your birch trees are pearls, emeralds ...
Soviet country blooms under the blue sky,
Greatness in the Fatherland and spring comfort!
Serve your Motherland, you do not spare lives
When the time comes - in rati scandal ...
Full, alas, traitors of various prohindeis,
Which mark, dollar - God and the king!
They will sell all the gold for this with a smirk,
And they will send their bill over the hill ...
And somewhere drunks roam with a filled bottle,
From bitter vodka only vomits!
The fascists are bloody, they have pounced on all the pack,
They want to beat us with fierce abuse ...
But I believe that we will build a cool new world,
In which the main king-bear!
The horde is approaching, under Moscow itself,
A bomb and a shell rumbles ...
We are with faith, fighting mighty, holy,
And we see the best result!
A Nazi horde runs, we gave them a light,
What are they really already Khan ...
And somewhere communism shine gold gave
Great Soviet country!
At Stalingrad, brave soldiers win,
Steep mountains soared above ...
We find ourselves a place under the right hand of Paradise
Without any words empty!
When the war ends Berlin is a swoop taken
We open the door in full,
Christ will give me salvation, God the Light crucified,
And Satan will perish into the abyss!
All that are dead shall be raised, but to the conspirators is empty,
Fascism has a full term ...
But why does it make me sad
Sorrow burns forehead, temple!
PROLOGUE
Four barefoot girls: Natasha, Svetlana, Zoya, Angelica got out of the tank ... The skewed Thirty-Four was heated in the May sun. The day was extremely hot, and the diesel engine gave more heat. The beauties are dressed in bikini poses put under the Lend-Lease and rush into a cool river. And so it is possible to cook in this metal pan.
The girls were beautiful and sweaty. Three blondes and one redhead Angelica.
Flickering, bare, round heels, the girls flopped into the silvery water.
Snorting and splashing beauty, resembled mermaids with their lush hair, and managed to cover with fresh, golden tan, muscular bodies.
Senior Lieutenant and Tank Crew Commander Natasha, pertly remarked:
- We firmly hit Fritz ... It is a pity that the fascists cut off our communications, and we received an order to return!
Beautiful blonde Svetlana breathy replied:
- I so want the summer not to end ... So that it would be followed by a panther after me!
Zoya, a charming honey beauty, shook her head:
- So now, after all, only the end of May! Summer has not even come!
Fire Angelica splashed water on her friends and said:
- The most golden month ... And soon Fritz Kaput!
Natasha frowned after these words. After a relatively successful winter, things went worse on the fronts. In Crimea, despite the numerical superiority, the Soviet troops suffered a heavy defeat. And now the offensive that started so successfully near Kharkov is a fiasco. The Germans went to the rear, and cut communications. And now the girls on the tank have to move away.
Still, it"s good when there are only women in the car - they smell so nice, not like sweaty men. And their crew is so coordinated. And the four got close to beautiful.
Natasha decisively says:
- We will win, I know it well! Even stepping back to the Far East! Redhead Angelica, slapping a bare foot on the water, twisting, replied with a soldier"s song:
- Finally, we were given the order to attack! Take away our span and blood! But we remember how the sun went back and almost went down in the east!
Zoya and Svetlana answered:
-Well said!
Angelica has already added prose:
- The whole of Europe works for the fascists, and plus resources in Africa. So we have to lift a very heavy bar!
Natasha struck her fist in the water:
- Lift and tear! Enough now! Already refreshed and back in the tank!
Beauties did not object. Sweat with strong, tanned bodies washed away and okay. The girls have luxurious hips, and narrow waistlines, and a stomach with a relief press. They really are like statues of ancient goddesses. And the legs are so slim, and at the same time muscular, balls roll under the olive skin.