1941-1945

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Georgia. Natives and residents of Georgia in the Great Patriotic War

Search by surnames, regions of Georgia. Together with the site administrator Makar Ivanovich Tonin [DLMURL] https://irakly.org/forum/i-t1176-780.html [/ DLMURL], multiple corrections were made in the writing of installation data for soldiers and non-populated settlements.


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[Матушкин Андрей Николаевич]

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Not fictional stories about the war.

Recently, my colleague, a search engine from the site, turned to me Our news help in one touching story. The meaning of the story is that a seven-year-old boy’s letter addressed to Voroshilov was found in the OBD Memorial database.

I was so moved by this letter that I immediately started searching. It became known that we are talking about Lieutenant Davidenko Vladimir Kuzmich, who was considered missing. According to the HBS Memorial

Information from the order on delisting

Surname Davidenko
Name Vladimir
Patronymic Kuzmich
Date of birth / Age __.__. 1911
Last duty station 103 DTD
The military rank of Art. lieutenant
Reason for leaving missing
Date of disposal __.__. 1941
Name of TsAMO information source
Information Source Fund Number 33
Information source number: 11458

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Wife Ekaterina Kondratyevna Avramova lived in the Vologda region of Sokol

However, other documents were found indicating that the wife lives in Leningrad.

To date, I have found Felix, who wrote a letter to Voroshilov. Found in the city of Tomsk. he is a military man, he remembers how he wrote this letter. HERE HE IS

All the details of this story on the site. Link is not valid.


The son always believed that his father disappeared missing in the war. But it turned out, this is not so.

From the memoirs of Saushkin V., Moscow, June 8, 1961
The most memorable day of the war. Letters of Confession.-M.: Veche, 2010


"Bayonet attack in the area of Yelny"
"... The 688th motorized rifle regiment of the 103rd motorized division attacked the enemy on the north-eastern outskirts of Ushakov (15-20 kilometers from Yelny) on the evening of August 1, 1941. The attack choked, and on the night of August 2, regiment units The sapper company of the regiment covered the departure, taking the line at an unnamed height south of the village of New Ustinovo.
The night was very dark. The Germans burned bonfires on their front edge and continuously fired from machine guns and machine guns interspersed with methodical mortar fire.
I, along with senior lieutenant Davydenko (forgot his name and patronymic), was at the command post of the 699th motorized rifle regiment as a delegate from the division headquarters at the western edge of the forest southeast of Novy Ustinov.
In this continuous shooting of the Germans, with their bonfires, rockets and tracer bullets, from time to time there was a heartbreaking cry of a wounded man coming from a neutral strip. A prolonged cry of despair and supplication heavily acted on the nerves of people. Attempts to pull him out from under the trenches of the Germans failed. The enemy carefully illuminated this area and fired intensively from machine guns. The command of the regiment could no longer risk people, and, in essence, he was doomed to death.
Senior Lieutenant Davydenko could not stand the call for help, told me: the guy will die, we must save. One needs to stay at the point to communicate with the division headquarters, continue to serve, and the other to take risks.
I agreed with him, for I myself thought the same. “I’ll go,” said Davydenko, “since I was in that area during the day, and you are also a senior, you should not leave.”
I really was a senior and did not have the right to leave the post without the permission of the chief of staff of the division, Colonel Kuzmin. It was useless to report on the decision to go to get the ranengo, because at that time there was no one to replace us.
Davydenko shook my hand, jumped out of the trench and merged with darkness.
I called the commander of the 2nd battalion, Captain Mikhailov, and asked him to cover Davydenko with fire if necessary.
The Germans behaved as before. I was worried about my friend. Together with him, we studied at the Frunze Military Academy and together at the beginning of the war we fell into the same division.
At dawn, Davydenko tiredly sank into my trench and, sitting upright, without saying anything, fell asleep.
And it all happened like that. Davydenko entered the area of the sapper company of the 688th MP. The company commander told him that he sent his men three times for the wounded, but they suffered losses from enemy fire and could not pull him out. Davydenko decided to get alone, and asked the company commander to cover with fire if the Germans found him ....
In the crater from the aerial bomb, Davydenko found a seriously wounded soldier. to his amazement, he found that the unconscious soldier was tied by the hand to the stake at the bottom of the funnel with a small chain from the German parabellum. The second arm, wounded, is tied to the body with a belt. A wounded leg in the ankle joint was pulled together by a loop from the telephone wire, the end of which went under the wire fence towards the Germans. Davydenko witnessed a mockery of our wounded. The Germans periodically pulled the wire, causing terrible physical pain. The body of the soldier lingered on a leash for a stake, and the leg extended to the edge of the funnel. The man was on a stretch, at the same time emitting desperate, heartbreaking cries. Then the wire dropped sharply, and the body again rolled into a funnel.
Davydenko untied the soldier, and tied the end of the wire to a stake. Having chosen the moment, having unloaded the wounded man, he crawled out of the funnel, heading for his own. The wounded man moaned quietly, without regaining consciousness. Davydenko was afraid that the moan would not betray them, and then it could hardly have gone unnoticed. Even at that moment, Davydenko was not thinking about himself, but about a wounded soldier. About an hour he spent on overcoming the distance of 400-500 meters from the burden, which separated our trenches from the enemy. The sappers crawling out to meet took the wounded, and Davydenko wandered to the command post, forgetting to find out the name of the man he saved. It turns out that the Germans specifically tied the seriously wounded so that at night, tormented by them, he could moan loudly, forcing despondency into our units ....
Davydenko told me all this on the morning of August 2, and by the end of the same day he had died on the northern outskirts of Ushakov, leading a foot reconnaissance group. Our scouts made their way to the rear of the enemy and, having completed a combat mission, retreated to their homes. At the time of departure, they were discovered by the drunkard, having fallen into a difficult position. Senior lieutenant Davydenko with a machine gun lay in a cuvette of a big man going from Ushakov to Khlysty, ordered the scouts to withdraw, and he himself entered into a fire battle with enemy motorcyclists. The intelligence core has safely returned to its own. The communist Davydenko, at the cost of his own life, ensured that the task was completed.
After the release of Ushakov, Davydenko was buried on the northern outskirts of this village in a mass grave. His body, disfigured by bayonet strikes, was found in a cuvette on the northern outskirts of Ushakov. Davydenko fought to the last bullet and was raised to bayonets.
The image of this humble communist officer remained in my memory for life. The country does not know about his feat, committed during the difficult period of World War II, I remember him and, possibly, the surviving colleagues from the 103rd Motorized Rifle Division. I don’t know if the mass grave is safe in the village of Ushakovo, where the fallen heroes of the 103rd Motor Rifle Division were buried in August 1941, and whether its inhabitants know about the deeds and heroic deeds of Soviet soldiers buried on their land. "

Davidenko Vladimir Kuzmich

 

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Well done! My respect to you !!! If you need help, I will always be happy to help !!!

 

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[Андрей Захаров]

Thank you very much Tatyana))) If you need anything in Mordovia, please contact))) I will always be happy to help)))

 

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Not fictional stories about the war.
... Davydenko fought to the last bullet and was raised to bayonets.
The image of this humble communist officer remained in my memory for life. The country does not know about his feat, committed during the difficult period of World War II, I remember him and, possibly, the surviving colleagues from the 103rd Motorized Rifle Division.

Davidenko Vladimir Kuzmich

Tatyana, thanks to you, Larisa "The Soldier", V. Saushkin, Felix and other caring people THE COUNTRY KNOWS! This story is worthy of folk memory! Thank you for your hard work, especially relevant now, amidst the ongoing vigorous efforts of some forces to "rewrite" the history of the war, to belittle the feat of the Soviet people and Soviet soldiers! Thank you and people like you! Eternal glory to the hero - Vladimir Kuzmich Davidenko and his immortal feat!
Sincerely, Andrey (Crimea).

 

[Матушкин Андрей Николаевич]

Low bow.