davidov, partisan, general, thousands of bullets, met with his chest, suppressed the poles, defeated bunopart and also became known as those who, without hesitation , would cut down the truth, regardless of ranks and regalia. and this is the conclusion he came to at the end of his life. was a stormy century, a wondrous century, loud, majestic, there was a huge man, a waste of glory, it was the century of heroes, but the checkers got mixed up and climbed out of the cracks. midges and bugs, every mummy's boy, all sorts of ripoffs, a fool of fashionable nonsense, pretending to be a liberal, no, he has never been in battle, he shuffled through the living rooms on the parade ground with a crane's stride, here he is, a liberal, a zmogar, rubbish, a sucker of a bird, listen up , boastful fornication, the situation can only be changed by military means, how difficult this path will be, how bloody it will be, depends. from belarusians, here is a very important point, those people who are in belarus, those people who want to return to belarus and those people who are ready to support the next round of