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Red Fleet Newspaper "Dozor", October 11, 1942
DOZOR
Red Fleet Newspaper
Issue No. 84
October 11, 1942, Sunday
Read and pass it on to a comrade!
Death to the German occupiers!
DECREE OF THE PRESIDIUM OF THE SUPREME SOVIET OF THE USSR
On the establishment of full unity of command and the abolition of the institution of military commissars in the Red Army
The system of military commissars, established in the Red Army during the Civil War, arose due to a certain distrust of the command personnel, which included former military specialists who had not yet proven their loyalty to Soviet power.
The Great Patriotic War has demonstrated the enormous importance of unity of command in the Red Army. Outstanding commanders leading Soviet troops to victory have proved their ideological and political steadfastness, fully justifying the trust placed in them.
At the same time, the institution of military commissars, which still exists, has outlived its usefulness and may become an obstacle to military administration, creating unnecessary difficulties for commanders.
In connection with this, this decree abolishes the institution of military commissars in the Red Army and establishes full unity of command, granting commanders complete authority and responsibility.
ORDER
COMMANDER OF THE RED BANNER BALTIC FLEET
No. 68
October 8, 1942
In execution of the decree of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR, for exemplary fulfillment of combat missions and demonstrated valor and courage, the following awards are bestowed:
ORDER OF LENIN
- Guard Captain Fyodor Gavrilov
- Captain Vasily Gromov
- Senior Lieutenant Ivan Nikolaev
- Lieutenant Vladimir Petrov
- Engineer-Captain 3rd Rank Mikhail Sokolov
ORDER OF THE RED BANNER
- Warrant Officer Dmitry Mikhailov
- Second-Class Petty Officer Nikolai Korenev
- Second-Class Petty Officer Ivan Kuznetsov
- Boatswain Pavel Lushchenko
- Senior Specialist Mikhail Pospeev
- Second-Class Petty Officer Stepan Petrov
ORDER OF THE RED STAR
- Red Navy Sailor Nikolai Bakunin
- Red Navy Sailor Ivan Voronin
- Sergeant Georgy Smirnov
- Sergeant Pyotr Chechko
OUR HEROIC SUBMARINERS
The valiant Baltic submariners, knowing no fear, heroically fight the enemy at sea. They inflict enormous losses on the enemy’s combat equipment and manpower. The submariners’ tally of revenge has been increased by five more enemy ships, sunk by the crew of Captain 3rd Rank I. S. Kabo.
Today, the ranks of the glorious submariners have been replenished with a new detachment of heroes and awardees!
Submariners! Strike even harder at the enemy! For a complete rout and destruction of the Hitlerites, for our imminent victory!
IMMORTAL SUBMARINE
To the Commander of the N-class submarine, A. M. Matkasov, to Boatswain P. P. Ivanov, and their valiant crew
The submariner rose,
The dawn light shone,
Not a trace was left
Of what he saw in the distance.
Alone in the deep abyss,
Day was there, and battle, too,
When the submariner brought revenge
Upon the fascist enemy’s crew.
Rarely do torpedoes miss,
They strike in darkest night,
Fire consumes the waters,
If the enemy still resists the fight.
The enemy does not expect the brave,
They push forward strong,
Carrying Leningrad’s wrath,
In crushing waves along.
The hum of engines overhead—
The submarine maneuvers,
Through the breakers, the sea boils,
As fate itself is measured.
The white glow, the water's edge—
Seconds marked by fate,
Let torpedoes find their mark,
The storm upon them waits.
Flashes bright, the blast is near,
A ship’s steel torn apart,
Three explosions—fire rages high,
Like flames within the heart.
A dangerous fight, a deadly path,
But none shall turn away,
Stronger, fiercer, let it last—
The Red Fleet holds its sway.
A splash of distant victory
Greets the torpedo’s flight,
And as night falls upon the sea,
The commander whispers: "Homeward flight."
All could have drowned in the deep,
But the enemy fled instead,
The evening passed,
A long, dark thread.
"Fear not the waves, they will not halt!"
Commanders give the call,
"We will not falter, we will not yield,
We will strike with torpedoes all!"
Hold fast, brave submariner,
Send the enemy to the deep,
We know—we are awaited,
We know—our glory we will keep.
The silent hunt is deadliest,
A battle waged unseen,
The strike of death is given,
Where the periscope has been.
A tremor shakes the ocean floor,
Explosions rock the sea,
The ship is torn, its hull in flames—
Another victory!
What remains?
To never surrender, to never fall,
To stand unshaken,
To give one’s life beneath the waves,
To burn, to be forsaken.
The sea is black, the skies are dark,
The tide is rough and wild,
Far away, a flickering light—
A memory, reconciled.
Hands are clenched on levers,
The steel grip holds them tight,
Those who wavered never came back—
This is the submariner’s fight.
The youngest radioman, Galinko,
Sent signals to the fleet,
His steadfast will ensured
The battle would be complete.
Their names will not be lost in time,
For sailors they remain,
Their memory and their legend
Shall forever keep their fame.
The periscope glances,
Upon their caps gleam stars,
And how the enemy falters,
How the ship cries out in scars!
Poem by Vsevolod Azarov
Editorial: KBF, Navy Mail No. 1101, P.O. Box No. 42
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DOZOR
Red Fleet Newspaper
Issue No. 84
October 11, 1942, Sunday
Read and pass it on to a comrade!
Death to the German occupiers!
DECREE OF THE PRESIDIUM OF THE SUPREME SOVIET OF THE USSR
On the establishment of full unity of command and the abolition of the institution of military commissars in the Red Army
The system of military commissars, established in the Red Army during the Civil War, arose due to a certain distrust of the command personnel, which included former military specialists who had not yet proven their loyalty to Soviet power.
The Great Patriotic War has demonstrated the enormous importance of unity of command in the Red Army. Outstanding commanders leading Soviet troops to victory have proved their ideological and political steadfastness, fully justifying the trust placed in them.
At the same time, the institution of military commissars, which still exists, has outlived its usefulness and may become an obstacle to military administration, creating unnecessary difficulties for commanders.
In connection with this, this decree abolishes the institution of military commissars in the Red Army and establishes full unity of command, granting commanders complete authority and responsibility.
ORDER
COMMANDER OF THE RED BANNER BALTIC FLEET
No. 68
October 8, 1942
In execution of the decree of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR, for exemplary fulfillment of combat missions and demonstrated valor and courage, the following awards are bestowed:
ORDER OF LENIN
- Guard Captain Fyodor Gavrilov
- Captain Vasily Gromov
- Senior Lieutenant Ivan Nikolaev
- Lieutenant Vladimir Petrov
- Engineer-Captain 3rd Rank Mikhail Sokolov
ORDER OF THE RED BANNER
- Warrant Officer Dmitry Mikhailov
- Second-Class Petty Officer Nikolai Korenev
- Second-Class Petty Officer Ivan Kuznetsov
- Boatswain Pavel Lushchenko
- Senior Specialist Mikhail Pospeev
- Second-Class Petty Officer Stepan Petrov
ORDER OF THE RED STAR
- Red Navy Sailor Nikolai Bakunin
- Red Navy Sailor Ivan Voronin
- Sergeant Georgy Smirnov
- Sergeant Pyotr Chechko
OUR HEROIC SUBMARINERS
The valiant Baltic submariners, knowing no fear, heroically fight the enemy at sea. They inflict enormous losses on the enemy’s combat equipment and manpower. The submariners’ tally of revenge has been increased by five more enemy ships, sunk by the crew of Captain 3rd Rank I. S. Kabo.
Today, the ranks of the glorious submariners have been replenished with a new detachment of heroes and awardees!
Submariners! Strike even harder at the enemy! For a complete rout and destruction of the Hitlerites, for our imminent victory!
IMMORTAL SUBMARINE
To the Commander of the N-class submarine, A. M. Matkasov, to Boatswain P. P. Ivanov, and their valiant crew
The submariner rose,
The dawn light shone,
Not a trace was left
Of what he saw in the distance.
Alone in the deep abyss,
Day was there, and battle, too,
When the submariner brought revenge
Upon the fascist enemy’s crew.
Rarely do torpedoes miss,
They strike in darkest night,
Fire consumes the waters,
If the enemy still resists the fight.
The enemy does not expect the brave,
They push forward strong,
Carrying Leningrad’s wrath,
In crushing waves along.
The hum of engines overhead—
The submarine maneuvers,
Through the breakers, the sea boils,
As fate itself is measured.
The white glow, the water's edge—
Seconds marked by fate,
Let torpedoes find their mark,
The storm upon them waits.
Flashes bright, the blast is near,
A ship’s steel torn apart,
Three explosions—fire rages high,
Like flames within the heart.
A dangerous fight, a deadly path,
But none shall turn away,
Stronger, fiercer, let it last—
The Red Fleet holds its sway.
A splash of distant victory
Greets the torpedo’s flight,
And as night falls upon the sea,
The commander whispers: "Homeward flight."
All could have drowned in the deep,
But the enemy fled instead,
The evening passed,
A long, dark thread.
"Fear not the waves, they will not halt!"
Commanders give the call,
"We will not falter, we will not yield,
We will strike with torpedoes all!"
Hold fast, brave submariner,
Send the enemy to the deep,
We know—we are awaited,
We know—our glory we will keep.
The silent hunt is deadliest,
A battle waged unseen,
The strike of death is given,
Where the periscope has been.
A tremor shakes the ocean floor,
Explosions rock the sea,
The ship is torn, its hull in flames—
Another victory!
What remains?
To never surrender, to never fall,
To stand unshaken,
To give one’s life beneath the waves,
To burn, to be forsaken.
The sea is black, the skies are dark,
The tide is rough and wild,
Far away, a flickering light—
A memory, reconciled.
Hands are clenched on levers,
The steel grip holds them tight,
Those who wavered never came back—
This is the submariner’s fight.
The youngest radioman, Galinko,
Sent signals to the fleet,
His steadfast will ensured
The battle would be complete.
Their names will not be lost in time,
For sailors they remain,
Their memory and their legend
Shall forever keep their fame.
The periscope glances,
Upon their caps gleam stars,
And how the enemy falters,
How the ship cries out in scars!
Poem by Vsevolod Azarov
Editorial: KBF, Navy Mail No. 1101, P.O. Box No. 42
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