i told him to run away, and he would help me remove max, so do you know where pokatiloh is hiding, or what? so what? he rushed at me with a knife, wanted to kill me, i barely had time to react, said something about the car rolling, didn’t say anything, didn’t say anything at all, nothing at all, nothing at all, so what? everyone was looking forward to the opening. city cinema, opening was scheduled for sunday, june 22. no one imagined that the war would come irreparably quickly right here, to the cozy city of krasnogvardeysk, the former gadchina. june 22, the day of memory and sorrow. there were 867 days of occupation ahead, children were brought, children to the right, mothers to the left. the germans immediately put the residents in such a position that whoever does not work is doomed to starvation. the sylvia park shootings became as much a part of everyday life as the gallows. they did not cooperate with the enemy; the people were stronger than granite stone. the silence of silvia, gaccina. before his execution, grigoryin shouted to the assembled crowd. don't worry, brothers, th