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Newspaper "Stalin's Guard" dated November 7, 1942
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Death to the German invaders! Read and pass it on to a comrade! Down with the German-fascist conquerors, the bloody enslavers of the peoples of Europe, the sworn enemies of all freedom-loving peoples of the world!
(From the slogans of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union on the 25th Anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution)
Long live the 25th Anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution!
Twenty-five years ago, the workers and peasants of our country were the first in the world to win Soviet power, creating the first socialist state in history. The Great October Socialist Revolution—a revolution of workers and peasants—abolished the rule of landlords and capitalists, overthrew the bourgeois dictatorship, and established the dictatorship of the working people. Under the leadership of the Communist Party, the working masses built a mighty industry, socialist agriculture, and a socialist culture. October opened a new era for the peoples of the world—an era of liberation, an era of the great struggle for socialism.
The fascist dogs are fighting for domination, for enslavement, for oil, for market conquest. We fight for life, for freedom, for our Motherland. The USSR defends socialist industry, collective farming, national culture, native land, and liberty. We fight for the legacy of October. In days of trial, the Soviet people have shown unbreakable will for victory, freedom, and life.
The German-fascist invaders come against us with hatred, with weapons in hand, dreaming to enslave and destroy all that is Soviet. But our army fights steadfastly. Soviet people, with weapons and spades in hand, are building victory. The people of the Soviet Union will not retreat, will not surrender. They have no right to defeat—they have only the right to victory.
We remember: the enemy has again come to our land. He wants to destroy all that was built by October. He wants to return the yoke to the worker and the whip to the peasant. This will not happen!
The Soviet people are a victorious people. Their heroes are fighting in Stalingrad, in the Caucasus, near Leningrad, near Rzhev, and on all fronts. Let the 25th anniversary of October be a day of oath: an oath to fight for every meter of land, turning it into hell for the enemy!
Congratulations to the soldiers and commanders of our unit
In connection with the 25th anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution, the commander of our unit issued an order stating:
Comrades soldiers and commanders! I congratulate you on the 25th anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution! Great October opened the path to freedom for the peoples. Today, in the days of the great war against fascism, on this solemn day, we especially deeply realize what we are fighting for. We are fighting for the cause of Lenin and Stalin, for the socialist Motherland, for the future of the peoples. Let every soldier, every officer, swear on this day to beat the fascists mercilessly, ruthlessly, until complete destruction! Every one of our efforts, every cartridge, every battle, every step—everything on the altar of victory!
Glory to the heroes of October! Glory to the Red Army—the liberator and defender of the peoples! Glory to Lenin and Stalin—the leaders of the Soviet people! Inspired by the immortal covenants of October, forward, to victory!
For the Motherland, for Stalin! There is no force in the whole world that can break our unyielding people!
Better to die in battle than to live in German slavery! The German executioner spared neither the elderly, nor women, nor children. He came like a beast. He burned villages. He executed our brothers and sisters. We will not forget this! Every one of our days is an answer. Every one of our shots is retribution. We will avenge the tears, the blood, the deaths! — Guardsman Yakov Andreyev
Our dearest treasure is the Motherland To the young partisans, sons and daughters of Ukraine! Soldiers of the Red Army believe in you. We know you live with one thought—to defeat the enemy. We are moving forward. And every meter of land taken from the enemy is your merit too. You help us: you blow up bridges, derail trains, burn the enemy's warehouses. Partisans and underground fighters! You are with us in the fight. We are one. Forward! For the freedom of Ukraine! For the Motherland! — Nikolai Isinchuk
Defending my homeland alongside my father I’m from Stary Oskol. I went to the front with my father. We serve in the same company. I see how accurately he shoots, how he behaves in battle. He does not spare himself. I also do not spare. Together we will defeat the enemy—father and son. — Soldier Alexey Starov
My brother—a reliable warrior My brother was wounded, but returned to duty. He is a fighter, he defends the Motherland. I write him letters and send news from the front. Brother, know this—I’m proud of you! — Mikhail Dyachenko
Ukraine lives! I was born in Ukraine. In childhood, I heard Ukrainian songs, walked to school through sunflower fields. Now the enemy tramples my land. But it has not surrendered! The partisans avenge every enemy step. The Red Army is moving forward! — Sergeant Ivan Glukhoy
Stalin—the People’s Commissar—is leading us to victory When the war began, I was a student. I joined the people’s militia, now I serve in a Guards unit. We stand to the death. We hold our positions. I remember Stalin’s words. His voice is like a command, like an oath. We will not let him down. We are the army of the people. We know what we fight for. — Soldier Andrey Klimov
Yes! Against the advancing enemy! Without fear, with wrath, with faith in victory—forward, Guards!
This is our honor! Every Guardsman knows: It is not honor to hide from a bullet. Honor is to face the fire. Honor is to cover a comrade. Honor is truth. Honor is courage. Honor is the Guard!
Teeth sunk into the enemy's throat Winter 1941. The German pushes toward Moscow. The battle near Volokolamsk. Fighters hold the line. One day. Then another. A week. Snow. Frost. But they hold. They are the Guard. The enemy will not pass!
The Guard’s trail of vengeance We are avenging. For every comrade killed—ten enemies. For a burned village—a destroyed train. For tears—blood! Our revenge is justice.
What is a Guardsman’s feat? It’s not for show. It’s when you go into battle without thinking of yourself. It’s when you shield your crew with your own body. That is heroism.
And one man is a warrior! You are alone. All others have fallen. The enemy is advancing. But you do not retreat. You shoot to your last bullet. You rise. You fight. You kill. You fall. But the enemy will not pass.
The Guard is the army of courage. The Guard is glory. The Guard is victory.
Writers of the capital—to our Guardsmen "Guardsmen, Russia looks upon you with pride and hope" — K. Simonov
October Star — Vas. Lebedev-Kumach The October star shines bright, It lights us from above, And with it—our hearts speak Of truth, of dreams, of love. The fire of victory, sacred flame— You are our life’s pure core. You lead the people into flame Through the great and thunderous war!
Death to the Germans! Writers of the capital—to the Guards. To the heroes of Stalingrad. The German soldier knows not why he fights. He fights for loot. Our soldier knows what he fights for—for the Motherland. Traitors are despised. True heroes are honored. Death to the German invaders! Glory to the Guards! — K. Simonov, V. Grossman, A. Surkov, M. Sholokhov, V. Lugovskoy, A. Bezymensky
Short Verses — S. Stepanov Machine Gunner While lying still, I heard afar The German growl. He had arrived. I leapt, I aimed—the gun then roared And mowed their heads like chaff.
After the Attack Snowdrift red with blood. Earth like copper. Comrade dear, I cannot sing...
Greetings to Latvian Guardsmen — Andrey Upit For twenty-five Soviet years, For valor, courage, and for pride, For Stalin, for the Motherland— Strike the foe like a beast. Fight—don’t fear, Guardsmen, Latvians!
To the Guardsman (signature illegible) The whole people stand with you, Their love, their care in full. You guard your native land, You march by your unit’s rule. May your path be clear and bright, May your bullet find its mark. Temples shield you, branches guide, A mother’s heart shall spark.
Congratulations — M. Gurevich Dear defenders! Army and people are one. October lives in your hearts. You are not just soldiers—you are Lenin’s heirs. Stalingrad is your symbol. Wishing you luck in battle, and victory in deeds!
Greetings, dear ones! — Fellow Altai countrymen Dear Guardsmen! We, your kin, send you warmest greetings! We are proud of you! Hit the fascists harder, and we’ll do everything for the front. We’re sending you warm clothes, mittens, footwraps, felt boots. In each item—the warmth of our hands and the love of our hearts. — S. Shevtsova, S. Valuyev, A. Voronkov
Greetings from an old partisan I know how you strike the Germans. I too fought in the Civil War. Keep it up, Guardsmen! Kill the fascists! — Boris Zaytsev
Hit the fascists harder! Destroy the enemy, strike at point-blank range. Be ruthless. Crush them! Every Guardsman is a shock force! — Commanders: V. Gromov, E. Petrov, Yu. Komov, T. Bobkova
To fellow Guardsmen Greetings to our comrades-in-arms—kolkhoz workers of the Kirov village and Mayakovsky sovkhoz. Remember: for every fascist—one of our bullets!
The holiday is shared! — V. Kalinkin Labor Guards—to the front-line Guards! Today is a special day. It’s a day of oath: To labor so that you, Guardsmen, have bullets, wheels, and strength to crush the enemy.
Order to Railway Workers The fascists tried to bomb the junction. Engineer A. Solovyov’s crew led the train under fire. Komsomol member V. Vikhrova saved the convoy. Stalin said: railroads are the arteries of the front. Strike the fascists with trains, speed, and precision. — Shevchenko, Solovyov, Vikhrova, Lapshin, Antonov, Kuptsov
The fire still burns on our horizon, many storms lie ahead. But we are Bolsheviks, we are from the Western Front—and death will catch our merciless foe.
We avenge. From the October battle post Victory doesn’t rise without clouds or wind—25 years of October are met by the Soviet people at the guns, in firing positions. The battle rages on the small and great lands. The enemy tightens the front. But we are the Guards! We defend October, our freedom. Our victory lies in the dogged fire of riflemen, in the courage of artillerymen. This is our oath and our weapon!
On the great day, Lieutenant V. Platonov’s company stormed an enemy stronghold. The commander personally led the attack. 42 Germans were killed. Command awarded the fighters. Special thanks to Guardsmen: Nikiforov, Nikolaev, Lyashenko, Kozlov, Shevelev, Bukh... (list continues).
Komsomol members open score of vengeance In battle near village G., suppressing an enemy fire point, Guardsmen eliminated a group of enemy submachine gunners.
We avenge. From the front line Red Army soldier N. M. Pretluk gave me a note: "Comrade Pushkov, write how we avenge. We are from that very vengeance. We are from Stalingrad. We are blood for blood!" Next day, scouts returned with documents and silenced a guard. Sergeant Pukhov reported: — We slip away unseen like the wind. And arrive like death. Congratulations, fighters. Revenge is in motion. Revenge will come! — N. Pushkov
“It hurts too much not to kill for this. You understand yourself...” Words from a political officer in Stalingrad. They could be carved in stone.
The volcano smokes Partisans called artillery on themselves. Blew up bridges. Derailed trains. In Belarus, Polesie, Ukraine—they fought with rifles and grenades. Burned depots. Attacked garrisons. And once again—explosions on the rails. And again—death to the occupiers. Partisan detachments of S. Lazo, P. Voronkov, V. Smolyakov act precisely, bravely, skillfully. — Yuri Kryukov
I am twenty — E. Chernov I am twenty. I was a metalworker. Then a soldier. We retreated—I wept. We advanced—I shouted with joy. Now I am a commander. I love land, mother, home. I hate the Germans. I kill them. And I will keep killing.
From the Soviet Information Bureau. Evening report, November 6 On the front—fierce fighting near Stalingrad. The enemy attempts to break through to the city center. Our troops deliver strikes. In the Tuapse region—enemy attacks from the south. Near Rzhev—artillery duels. Elsewhere—recon in force.
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Death to the German invaders! Read and pass it on to a comrade! Down with the German-fascist conquerors, the bloody enslavers of the peoples of Europe, the sworn enemies of all freedom-loving peoples of the world!
(From the slogans of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union on the 25th Anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution)
Long live the 25th Anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution!
Twenty-five years ago, the workers and peasants of our country were the first in the world to win Soviet power, creating the first socialist state in history. The Great October Socialist Revolution—a revolution of workers and peasants—abolished the rule of landlords and capitalists, overthrew the bourgeois dictatorship, and established the dictatorship of the working people. Under the leadership of the Communist Party, the working masses built a mighty industry, socialist agriculture, and a socialist culture. October opened a new era for the peoples of the world—an era of liberation, an era of the great struggle for socialism.
The fascist dogs are fighting for domination, for enslavement, for oil, for market conquest. We fight for life, for freedom, for our Motherland. The USSR defends socialist industry, collective farming, national culture, native land, and liberty. We fight for the legacy of October. In days of trial, the Soviet people have shown unbreakable will for victory, freedom, and life.
The German-fascist invaders come against us with hatred, with weapons in hand, dreaming to enslave and destroy all that is Soviet. But our army fights steadfastly. Soviet people, with weapons and spades in hand, are building victory. The people of the Soviet Union will not retreat, will not surrender. They have no right to defeat—they have only the right to victory.
We remember: the enemy has again come to our land. He wants to destroy all that was built by October. He wants to return the yoke to the worker and the whip to the peasant. This will not happen!
The Soviet people are a victorious people. Their heroes are fighting in Stalingrad, in the Caucasus, near Leningrad, near Rzhev, and on all fronts. Let the 25th anniversary of October be a day of oath: an oath to fight for every meter of land, turning it into hell for the enemy!
Congratulations to the soldiers and commanders of our unit
In connection with the 25th anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution, the commander of our unit issued an order stating:
Comrades soldiers and commanders! I congratulate you on the 25th anniversary of the Great October Socialist Revolution! Great October opened the path to freedom for the peoples. Today, in the days of the great war against fascism, on this solemn day, we especially deeply realize what we are fighting for. We are fighting for the cause of Lenin and Stalin, for the socialist Motherland, for the future of the peoples. Let every soldier, every officer, swear on this day to beat the fascists mercilessly, ruthlessly, until complete destruction! Every one of our efforts, every cartridge, every battle, every step—everything on the altar of victory!
Glory to the heroes of October! Glory to the Red Army—the liberator and defender of the peoples! Glory to Lenin and Stalin—the leaders of the Soviet people! Inspired by the immortal covenants of October, forward, to victory!
For the Motherland, for Stalin! There is no force in the whole world that can break our unyielding people!
Better to die in battle than to live in German slavery! The German executioner spared neither the elderly, nor women, nor children. He came like a beast. He burned villages. He executed our brothers and sisters. We will not forget this! Every one of our days is an answer. Every one of our shots is retribution. We will avenge the tears, the blood, the deaths! — Guardsman Yakov Andreyev
Our dearest treasure is the Motherland To the young partisans, sons and daughters of Ukraine! Soldiers of the Red Army believe in you. We know you live with one thought—to defeat the enemy. We are moving forward. And every meter of land taken from the enemy is your merit too. You help us: you blow up bridges, derail trains, burn the enemy's warehouses. Partisans and underground fighters! You are with us in the fight. We are one. Forward! For the freedom of Ukraine! For the Motherland! — Nikolai Isinchuk
Defending my homeland alongside my father I’m from Stary Oskol. I went to the front with my father. We serve in the same company. I see how accurately he shoots, how he behaves in battle. He does not spare himself. I also do not spare. Together we will defeat the enemy—father and son. — Soldier Alexey Starov
My brother—a reliable warrior My brother was wounded, but returned to duty. He is a fighter, he defends the Motherland. I write him letters and send news from the front. Brother, know this—I’m proud of you! — Mikhail Dyachenko
Ukraine lives! I was born in Ukraine. In childhood, I heard Ukrainian songs, walked to school through sunflower fields. Now the enemy tramples my land. But it has not surrendered! The partisans avenge every enemy step. The Red Army is moving forward! — Sergeant Ivan Glukhoy
Stalin—the People’s Commissar—is leading us to victory When the war began, I was a student. I joined the people’s militia, now I serve in a Guards unit. We stand to the death. We hold our positions. I remember Stalin’s words. His voice is like a command, like an oath. We will not let him down. We are the army of the people. We know what we fight for. — Soldier Andrey Klimov
Yes! Against the advancing enemy! Without fear, with wrath, with faith in victory—forward, Guards!
This is our honor! Every Guardsman knows: It is not honor to hide from a bullet. Honor is to face the fire. Honor is to cover a comrade. Honor is truth. Honor is courage. Honor is the Guard!
Teeth sunk into the enemy's throat Winter 1941. The German pushes toward Moscow. The battle near Volokolamsk. Fighters hold the line. One day. Then another. A week. Snow. Frost. But they hold. They are the Guard. The enemy will not pass!
The Guard’s trail of vengeance We are avenging. For every comrade killed—ten enemies. For a burned village—a destroyed train. For tears—blood! Our revenge is justice.
What is a Guardsman’s feat? It’s not for show. It’s when you go into battle without thinking of yourself. It’s when you shield your crew with your own body. That is heroism.
And one man is a warrior! You are alone. All others have fallen. The enemy is advancing. But you do not retreat. You shoot to your last bullet. You rise. You fight. You kill. You fall. But the enemy will not pass.
The Guard is the army of courage. The Guard is glory. The Guard is victory.
Writers of the capital—to our Guardsmen "Guardsmen, Russia looks upon you with pride and hope" — K. Simonov
October Star — Vas. Lebedev-Kumach The October star shines bright, It lights us from above, And with it—our hearts speak Of truth, of dreams, of love. The fire of victory, sacred flame— You are our life’s pure core. You lead the people into flame Through the great and thunderous war!
Death to the Germans! Writers of the capital—to the Guards. To the heroes of Stalingrad. The German soldier knows not why he fights. He fights for loot. Our soldier knows what he fights for—for the Motherland. Traitors are despised. True heroes are honored. Death to the German invaders! Glory to the Guards! — K. Simonov, V. Grossman, A. Surkov, M. Sholokhov, V. Lugovskoy, A. Bezymensky
Short Verses — S. Stepanov Machine Gunner While lying still, I heard afar The German growl. He had arrived. I leapt, I aimed—the gun then roared And mowed their heads like chaff.
After the Attack Snowdrift red with blood. Earth like copper. Comrade dear, I cannot sing...
Greetings to Latvian Guardsmen — Andrey Upit For twenty-five Soviet years, For valor, courage, and for pride, For Stalin, for the Motherland— Strike the foe like a beast. Fight—don’t fear, Guardsmen, Latvians!
To the Guardsman (signature illegible) The whole people stand with you, Their love, their care in full. You guard your native land, You march by your unit’s rule. May your path be clear and bright, May your bullet find its mark. Temples shield you, branches guide, A mother’s heart shall spark.
Congratulations — M. Gurevich Dear defenders! Army and people are one. October lives in your hearts. You are not just soldiers—you are Lenin’s heirs. Stalingrad is your symbol. Wishing you luck in battle, and victory in deeds!
Greetings, dear ones! — Fellow Altai countrymen Dear Guardsmen! We, your kin, send you warmest greetings! We are proud of you! Hit the fascists harder, and we’ll do everything for the front. We’re sending you warm clothes, mittens, footwraps, felt boots. In each item—the warmth of our hands and the love of our hearts. — S. Shevtsova, S. Valuyev, A. Voronkov
Greetings from an old partisan I know how you strike the Germans. I too fought in the Civil War. Keep it up, Guardsmen! Kill the fascists! — Boris Zaytsev
Hit the fascists harder! Destroy the enemy, strike at point-blank range. Be ruthless. Crush them! Every Guardsman is a shock force! — Commanders: V. Gromov, E. Petrov, Yu. Komov, T. Bobkova
To fellow Guardsmen Greetings to our comrades-in-arms—kolkhoz workers of the Kirov village and Mayakovsky sovkhoz. Remember: for every fascist—one of our bullets!
The holiday is shared! — V. Kalinkin Labor Guards—to the front-line Guards! Today is a special day. It’s a day of oath: To labor so that you, Guardsmen, have bullets, wheels, and strength to crush the enemy.
Order to Railway Workers The fascists tried to bomb the junction. Engineer A. Solovyov’s crew led the train under fire. Komsomol member V. Vikhrova saved the convoy. Stalin said: railroads are the arteries of the front. Strike the fascists with trains, speed, and precision. — Shevchenko, Solovyov, Vikhrova, Lapshin, Antonov, Kuptsov
The fire still burns on our horizon, many storms lie ahead. But we are Bolsheviks, we are from the Western Front—and death will catch our merciless foe.
We avenge. From the October battle post Victory doesn’t rise without clouds or wind—25 years of October are met by the Soviet people at the guns, in firing positions. The battle rages on the small and great lands. The enemy tightens the front. But we are the Guards! We defend October, our freedom. Our victory lies in the dogged fire of riflemen, in the courage of artillerymen. This is our oath and our weapon!
On the great day, Lieutenant V. Platonov’s company stormed an enemy stronghold. The commander personally led the attack. 42 Germans were killed. Command awarded the fighters. Special thanks to Guardsmen: Nikiforov, Nikolaev, Lyashenko, Kozlov, Shevelev, Bukh... (list continues).
Komsomol members open score of vengeance In battle near village G., suppressing an enemy fire point, Guardsmen eliminated a group of enemy submachine gunners.
We avenge. From the front line Red Army soldier N. M. Pretluk gave me a note: "Comrade Pushkov, write how we avenge. We are from that very vengeance. We are from Stalingrad. We are blood for blood!" Next day, scouts returned with documents and silenced a guard. Sergeant Pukhov reported: — We slip away unseen like the wind. And arrive like death. Congratulations, fighters. Revenge is in motion. Revenge will come! — N. Pushkov
“It hurts too much not to kill for this. You understand yourself...” Words from a political officer in Stalingrad. They could be carved in stone.
The volcano smokes Partisans called artillery on themselves. Blew up bridges. Derailed trains. In Belarus, Polesie, Ukraine—they fought with rifles and grenades. Burned depots. Attacked garrisons. And once again—explosions on the rails. And again—death to the occupiers. Partisan detachments of S. Lazo, P. Voronkov, V. Smolyakov act precisely, bravely, skillfully. — Yuri Kryukov
I am twenty — E. Chernov I am twenty. I was a metalworker. Then a soldier. We retreated—I wept. We advanced—I shouted with joy. Now I am a commander. I love land, mother, home. I hate the Germans. I kill them. And I will keep killing.
From the Soviet Information Bureau. Evening report, November 6 On the front—fierce fighting near Stalingrad. The enemy attempts to break through to the city center. Our troops deliver strikes. In the Tuapse region—enemy attacks from the south. Near Rzhev—artillery duels. Elsewhere—recon in force.
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