(Red Navy newspaper, preserved in a single surviving copy)
Destroy after reading.
Workers of the world, unite!
FOR STALIN
Red Navy newspaper
No. 33 July 28, 1941
The selfless work of each of us in our post brings closer victory over the treacherous enemy
ONE FIGHTING FAMILY
A group of nine of our bombers took off to smash enemy tanks.
We were not alone. Fighters accompanied us to the target. Both the fighter pilots and the crews of our formidable bombers had but one intention — to precisely carry out the command’s order, to deliver a crushing blow to the fascist tanks.
Along the entire route and over the target not a single enemy vulture approached us. It was clear: Soviet fighters were holding back the fascist bandits elsewhere.
The great columns of Soviet tanks and bombers would have been exposed to grave risk if we had failed our mission.
We completed it: through enemy fire, through hostile skies, we fulfilled the combat task.
All of us returned, the entire crew intact.
On the way back, enemy vultures met us. Dozens pounced. The fight lasted several minutes at three thousand meters altitude.
First a pair, then nearly ten Messerschmitts attacked from the rear and from the sides. It was already too late. We flew home with confidence. Returned without a single hit.
The order of the command was carried out in full.
Soviet bombers and fighters fired on and dispersed the enemy aircraft, accomplished the mission, and inflicted a painful blow on the fascists.
Let new fascist vultures rise to battle — they will meet patriots who will give them a worthy response. A new strike by torpedo-bombers (long-range bombers) will destroy the enemy’s columns.
Order-bearer, pilot Garbuz.
The quicker the enemy’s plan is revealed —
No life on this earth for the fascist breed!
Radio-operator Kuleshov
The main requirements for a radio-gunner in modern war are: to see everything, assess the situation, and make decisions quickly.
It is in this light that we should note radio-gunner Kuleshov.
In one combat mission, under very difficult conditions, during instrument replacement Kuleshov detected the enemy’s intentions in time and directed machine-gun fire at them.
In harsh conditions, Kuleshov managed in flight to unscrew the fuzes from unexploded bombs, thereby ensuring the safe landing of the plane.
Each flight to destroy the enemy is fraught with sudden attacks by enemy fighters, with complex situations. In such moments the radio-gunner’s value is in spotting the enemy in time, to fully meet all requirements of the service.
Order-bearer, Petty Officer V. Petrov.
Leading drivers of special vehicles
Conscientiously fulfilling their duty to the Motherland are the Red Navy drivers Shchedunov, Bryakov, Lepin, and Maltsev.
They live with one thought — to work so that their special vehicles are always in full combat readiness.
On their shoulders lies responsibility for fueling with gasoline, lubricants, and water, so that the vehicles can move out to the front without delay.
Shchedunov works like this: before finishing one task, he has already taken on the next.
Junior Political Instructor V. Silchakov.
From the Soviet Information Bureau
(Evening report of July 27)
During July 27 our troops fought on the Nevel, Smolensk, and Zhitomir fronts. On other sectors of the front no major battles occurred.
On July 27, 104 German tanks were destroyed. In air battles and on their airfields our losses were 12 aircraft.
Our aviation carried out bombing raids on enemy forces near Moscow. In the night of July 26–27, 16 enemy aircraft were shot down.
In the Baltic, a submarine of the Red Banner Baltic Fleet sank a fuel transport and put an enemy escort ship out of action.
The composure and skill of a pilot
Preparing thoroughly for each flight, knowing his plan of action well, pilot Chechetkin achieved full execution of every command order.
Several times he carried out long-range reconnaissance deep behind enemy lines and always returned with valuable information. How precisely and clearly he could determine the location of enemy camps, airfields, and troop concentrations.
Recently, flying as part of a nine-plane formation, he attacked a concentration of enemy tanks. His aircraft was hit; one bullet severed the engine linkage.
Despite the damage, he guided the plane to the target and successfully dropped the full bomb load on the enemy vehicles.
Returning, he landed his aircraft on his own airfield, despite heavy clouds and rain.
The flight lasted 3 hours 20 minutes on a single engine. Exceptional composure, knowledge, and skill brought his prewar machine safely home. The commission recognized Chechetkin as one of the best pilots; he landed the plane flawlessly.
L. Ryakhovsky.
Military nurse Stepanova
Takeoff. Across the vast airfield stand dispersed, camouflaged aircraft, always ready to dash into battle.
Several members of the ground crew, led by a nurse, quickly cross the wide field. Among them is military nurse Stepanova.
In difficult conditions Stepanova is always calm and steadfast, confident in victory and always ready for battle.
We wait, and now the sound of engines is heard. Our bombers return. The first plane appears, then another. All land safely.
A third approaches — a damaged plane. Stepanova shows no fear; under enemy fire she fearlessly performs her duty.
Removing the wounded from the aircraft, she bandaged him, provided aid, and sent him to the hospital. Brave Komsomol member Stepanova was always at the front, and she alone saved the lives of several of our fighters.
Junior Political Instructor L. Taigo.
CORNER OF SATIRE
THE THIRD LETTER FROM GRANDPA LUKA AT THE COLLECTIVE FARM APIARY
Hello, pilots!
To all without exception,
Greetings from your Luka,
My bow and deep respect.
They say — some liar invented,
None other than the German,
Gas of all kinds, and plague,
He keeps it stored like powder.
The moon gives no light,
Hung in the sky by trickery —
But a fascist swine could
Surely invent such things.
I am no chemist myself,
But even I understand:
That counterfeit is no toy,
To breathe in it is vile.
Perhaps, lads, you’ll scold me,
And say: “We have gas masks,
We’ll put them on, all in order.”
Still, I want to explain:
A gas mask is a weapon in war.
To fit it right, to know it well —
That’s your duty, every one.
The filters and the fittings
Must be studied without delay.
Don’t laugh it off in jest —
Such things are not for joking.
Gas masks protect you firmly,
From all the German poison.
And truth be told — without them,
No soldier can survive.
Boys! With your good sense,
I beg you, don’t neglect it.
There are cases, unbelievable,
Such as not in fairy tales.
Men who seem like warriors,
Yet smoke without their masks.
You see them, mask on shoulder,
The straps worn down with use,
But did they check the filter once?
Not even for a moment!
Fools like that are dangerous,
Yet the mask is vital.
Service requires its use,
You must carry and keep it.
“Strange!” they’ll say,
“Why such a fuss?”
But wiser men will tell you —
Gas is truly deadly.
I forgive and live still,
To deep old age I hope.
I believe the fog will lift.
Even now I live with joy.
No need to grieve or fear,
The end will come for enemies —
With gas or without gas.
Your Grandpa Luka.
A. Z-n.
APOLLO GOEBBELS
Here he is, master of loud cries,
God of senseless ringing,
Protector of every falsehood,
Shopkeeper of slander.
He pays for empty nonsense,
And in darkness till the dawn
A liar spreads his false print —
A cheat with poisoned pen.
Editorial Board.
S-8033.
(Red Navy newspaper, preserved in a single surviving copy)
Destroy after reading.
Workers of the world, unite!
FOR STALIN
Red Navy newspaper
No. 33 July 28, 1941
The selfless work of each of us in our post brings closer victory over the treacherous enemy
ONE FIGHTING FAMILY
A group of nine of our bombers took off to smash enemy tanks.
We were not alone. Fighters accompanied us to the target. Both the fighter pilots and the crews of our formidable bombers had but one intention — to precisely carry out the command’s order, to deliver a crushing blow to the fascist tanks.
Along the entire route and over the target not a single enemy vulture approached us. It was clear: Soviet fighters were holding back the fascist bandits elsewhere.
The great columns of Soviet tanks and bombers would have been exposed to grave risk if we had failed our mission.
We completed it: through enemy fire, through hostile skies, we fulfilled the combat task.
All of us returned, the entire crew intact.
On the way back, enemy vultures met us. Dozens pounced. The fight lasted several minutes at three thousand meters altitude.
First a pair, then nearly ten Messerschmitts attacked from the rear and from the sides. It was already too late. We flew home with confidence. Returned without a single hit.
The order of the command was carried out in full.
Soviet bombers and fighters fired on and dispersed the enemy aircraft, accomplished the mission, and inflicted a painful blow on the fascists.
Let new fascist vultures rise to battle — they will meet patriots who will give them a worthy response. A new strike by torpedo-bombers (long-range bombers) will destroy the enemy’s columns.
Order-bearer, pilot Garbuz.
The quicker the enemy’s plan is revealed —
No life on this earth for the fascist breed!
Radio-operator Kuleshov
The main requirements for a radio-gunner in modern war are: to see everything, assess the situation, and make decisions quickly.
It is in this light that we should note radio-gunner Kuleshov.
In one combat mission, under very difficult conditions, during instrument replacement Kuleshov detected the enemy’s intentions in time and directed machine-gun fire at them.
In harsh conditions, Kuleshov managed in flight to unscrew the fuzes from unexploded bombs, thereby ensuring the safe landing of the plane.
Each flight to destroy the enemy is fraught with sudden attacks by enemy fighters, with complex situations. In such moments the radio-gunner’s value is in spotting the enemy in time, to fully meet all requirements of the service.
Order-bearer, Petty Officer V. Petrov.
Leading drivers of special vehicles
Conscientiously fulfilling their duty to the Motherland are the Red Navy drivers Shchedunov, Bryakov, Lepin, and Maltsev.
They live with one thought — to work so that their special vehicles are always in full combat readiness.
On their shoulders lies responsibility for fueling with gasoline, lubricants, and water, so that the vehicles can move out to the front without delay.
Shchedunov works like this: before finishing one task, he has already taken on the next.
Junior Political Instructor V. Silchakov.
From the Soviet Information Bureau
(Evening report of July 27)
During July 27 our troops fought on the Nevel, Smolensk, and Zhitomir fronts. On other sectors of the front no major battles occurred.
On July 27, 104 German tanks were destroyed. In air battles and on their airfields our losses were 12 aircraft.
Our aviation carried out bombing raids on enemy forces near Moscow. In the night of July 26–27, 16 enemy aircraft were shot down.
In the Baltic, a submarine of the Red Banner Baltic Fleet sank a fuel transport and put an enemy escort ship out of action.
The composure and skill of a pilot
Preparing thoroughly for each flight, knowing his plan of action well, pilot Chechetkin achieved full execution of every command order.
Several times he carried out long-range reconnaissance deep behind enemy lines and always returned with valuable information. How precisely and clearly he could determine the location of enemy camps, airfields, and troop concentrations.
Recently, flying as part of a nine-plane formation, he attacked a concentration of enemy tanks. His aircraft was hit; one bullet severed the engine linkage.
Despite the damage, he guided the plane to the target and successfully dropped the full bomb load on the enemy vehicles.
Returning, he landed his aircraft on his own airfield, despite heavy clouds and rain.
The flight lasted 3 hours 20 minutes on a single engine. Exceptional composure, knowledge, and skill brought his prewar machine safely home. The commission recognized Chechetkin as one of the best pilots; he landed the plane flawlessly.
L. Ryakhovsky.
Military nurse Stepanova
Takeoff. Across the vast airfield stand dispersed, camouflaged aircraft, always ready to dash into battle.
Several members of the ground crew, led by a nurse, quickly cross the wide field. Among them is military nurse Stepanova.
In difficult conditions Stepanova is always calm and steadfast, confident in victory and always ready for battle.
We wait, and now the sound of engines is heard. Our bombers return. The first plane appears, then another. All land safely.
A third approaches — a damaged plane. Stepanova shows no fear; under enemy fire she fearlessly performs her duty.
Removing the wounded from the aircraft, she bandaged him, provided aid, and sent him to the hospital. Brave Komsomol member Stepanova was always at the front, and she alone saved the lives of several of our fighters.
Junior Political Instructor L. Taigo.
CORNER OF SATIRE
THE THIRD LETTER FROM GRANDPA LUKA AT THE COLLECTIVE FARM APIARY
Hello, pilots!
To all without exception,
Greetings from your Luka,
My bow and deep respect.
They say — some liar invented,
None other than the German,
Gas of all kinds, and plague,
He keeps it stored like powder.
The moon gives no light,
Hung in the sky by trickery —
But a fascist swine could
Surely invent such things.
I am no chemist myself,
But even I understand:
That counterfeit is no toy,
To breathe in it is vile.
Perhaps, lads, you’ll scold me,
And say: “We have gas masks,
We’ll put them on, all in order.”
Still, I want to explain:
A gas mask is a weapon in war.
To fit it right, to know it well —
That’s your duty, every one.
The filters and the fittings
Must be studied without delay.
Don’t laugh it off in jest —
Such things are not for joking.
Gas masks protect you firmly,
From all the German poison.
And truth be told — without them,
No soldier can survive.
Boys! With your good sense,
I beg you, don’t neglect it.
There are cases, unbelievable,
Such as not in fairy tales.
Men who seem like warriors,
Yet smoke without their masks.
You see them, mask on shoulder,
The straps worn down with use,
But did they check the filter once?
Not even for a moment!
Fools like that are dangerous,
Yet the mask is vital.
Service requires its use,
You must carry and keep it.
“Strange!” they’ll say,
“Why such a fuss?”
But wiser men will tell you —
Gas is truly deadly.
I forgive and live still,
To deep old age I hope.
I believe the fog will lift.
Even now I live with joy.
No need to grieve or fear,
The end will come for enemies —
With gas or without gas.
Your Grandpa Luka.
A. Z-n.
APOLLO GOEBBELS
Here he is, master of loud cries,
God of senseless ringing,
Protector of every falsehood,
Shopkeeper of slander.
He pays for empty nonsense,
And in darkness till the dawn
A liar spreads his false print —
A cheat with poisoned pen.
Editorial Board.
S-8033.