It happened before the war, either at the end of May or at the beginning of June 1941. The postman Nyurka Belyashev from the village of Krasnoye, peeling potatoes in the vegetable garden, glanced at the sky – will there be a dinner soon? – and saw a huge black bird falling directly on her. From horror, Nyurka fell dead to the ground. And when she opened her eyes, right in front of her garden was an airplane. The pilot climbed out of the plane. Rushed down the village. Chairman Golubev himself, a man burdened with responsibility and constantly struggling with this burden of domestic means, was already getting out of his gig, carefully moving his legs. The pilot reported: “The oil pipeline jammed and made an emergency landing.”
… And at that time Ivan Chonkin, the Red Army soldier of the last year, who still does not know anything about the accident and how surprisingly that accident turned his fate, marched back and forth past the telegraph pole, saluting him – was undergoing drill training under his observation military superiors. Ivan Vasilievich Chonkin, short and bow-legged, was a purely rural man, and with the horses under which he was in the army, his relations were not much better than with people. Military science – drill and political studies – was given to him with great difficulty. And so the circumstances developed that it was for him, Chonkin, the authorities had to entrust the most important task – to go to the village of Krasnoe to protect the defective aircraft, until the arrival of the aircraft repairmen there.
At first, Ivan was a little bored to stand near the fixed iron on the outskirts of an empty, like an extinct village. But, noticing nearby in the garden Nyurku and appreciating its large forms, Chonkin cheered up. He began the conversation by clarifying the marital status. Learning that Nyurka is lonely, Chonkin first offered help in the garden. Nyurke, too, he looked – even if he was not handsome and did not come out tall, but the guy is dexterous and useful for the farm. After work, she invited Chonkin to the house for dinner. And the next morning, the women, driving the cattle in the field, saw Chonkin leaving barefoot and without a tunic from Nyurky’s house barefoot, dismantling part of the fence, rolling the plane into the kitchen garden, and the fence was again pawned with poles.
Chonkin began a measured rural life. Nyurka went to work, he worked around the house, prepared food and waited for Nyurku. And when he waited, he rejoiced with her with no weariness. From the lack of sleep, Nyurka even slept from her face. In the village Ivan became his man. Chairman Golubev, constantly awaiting a secret inspection from the city, suspected that Chonkin was a disguised inspector, and so a little was even currying before him. The army command forgot about Ivan completely. And Chonkin’s letter to the part with a reminder of himself Nyurka, using his official position, quietly destroyed.
But Chonkin’s late life did not last long. The war began. And it was at the moment when Comrade Stalin’s speech was broadcast on the radio that Nyurkin’s cow climbed into the kitchen garden to his neighbor Gladyshev, a Michurin-breeder, who put years to put a hybrid of potatoes and tomatoes – pux. Shocked Michurinets tried to drag the animal by the horns from the last bush of the pux, but the forces were unequal. Fruits of selfless labor have disappeared in the insatiable womb of ignorant cattle. The fury of the breeder turned against the owners of the cow. He even made an attempt to shoot Chonkin from the hunting rifle. And then Gladyshev turned to Nado and to whom it should be with an anonymous report about a defector hiding in the village, a debaucher and a hooligan Chonkin. The captain of the NKVD Milyaga acquainted himself with the statement and, without delay, sent to the village all his seven employees of the district department to arrest the deserter. At the entrance to the village of the Red car, the Chekists got stuck on the road that had been raining from the rains, and the Chekists talked to Nyurka passing by about their worries. Nyurka had time for Chonkin. “Well,” said Chonkin, “I will fulfill my duty.” And if necessary, I will accept the battle. ” By the time the Chekists, who had been deployed by the deployed system, appeared, Chonkin already occupied a strategically advantageous position with the aircraft. “Wait, who’s coming?” – he met the guests according to the regulations. But the Chekists did not stop. Repeating twice the sentence, Chonkin fired. From surprise, the attackers hit the ground. The battle was unexpectedly short. Chonkin shot a buttock to one of the attackers, and the chekists, demoralized by the screams of the unfortunate, surrendered. Captain Milyaga, not waiting for his team, to clarify the situation went to the village personally. Already in the dark, finding the house of Nyurka, he went inside and found a bayonet attached to his stomach. Captain Milyaga had to join the prisoners.
In the regional center of Dolgovo, the disappearance of the department of Captain Milyaga was noticed not immediately; The secretary of the District Committee Revkin was the first to be worried. Heard at the bazaar rumors about the capture of the whole department of Captain Milyaga, Chonkin, Revkin decided to check by phone, calling the Red Chairman Golubev. The chairman confirmed that Chonkin and his woman had arrested everyone. Revkin was heard instead of the word “woman” word “gang”. A regiment under the command of General Drinov was sent to neutralize the powerful Chonkin gang operating in the rear of the Soviet troops. On a dark night the regiment took a village into the ring, and the soldiers approached the very fence of Nyurkin’s garden. The first to fall into their hands was Captain Milyaga, who just this night escaped from captivity. The stunned Milyaga was dragged to headquarters and questioned. The interrogation came with the help of those few... German words, who knew the staff officer. Shocked by the incident, Milyaga was convinced that he was captured by the Germans, and began to talk about his experience of fighting the Communists, accumulated in the work of the Soviet Gestapo – the NKVD. He even cried out: “Long live Comrade Hitler!” The general ordered to shoot the saboteur.
The regiment began to storm the gangster’s den. Chonkin, settling in the booth of the plane’s arrow, fired back from the machine gun. The attackers used artillery. One of the shells covered the plane, and Chonkin’s machine gun fell silent. The forward units of the attackers who entered the vegetable garden discovered a small Red Army man lying on the ground, over which a woman was hatching. “Where is the gang?” Asked the general, seeing instead of the saboteurs of the associated Chekists: “These are our comrades.” Chairman Golubev explained that it was not about the gang, but about the woman. “Is it that this one soldier and a woman were fighting a whole regiment?” “That’s for sure,” Ivan said. “You, Chonkin, I’ll tell you straight out – a hero, even a plain burdock, and on behalf of the command I reward you with an order.” Then forward lieutenant NKVD Filippov: “
Most of the subsequent events, in the center of which Chonkin was still, developed without his direct participation, since he himself was in prison without any delay. The investigation found that Ivan had the nickname Prince at home in the village of Chonkino-rumors attributed Ivan’s paternity to ensign Golitsyn, who stood in the Chonkin’s house during the civil war. So the investigation had a “white emigre trace”. The district NKVD received a secret message about the presence in the area of the German spy Kurt, and already arrested on suspicion of espionage, Lieutenant Filippov confessed that he was Agent Kurt and that he worked in contact with the protege of white emigration Chonkin-Golitsyn. Changed alternately took the place of the chief of the district department of the NKVD, Captain Milyagu and Lieutenant Filippov, Captain Figurnov launched a propaganda campaign to exalt the feat of the hero-chekist Captain Milyaga, who fell at the hands of the Chonkin gang. The remains of the captain were brought to the city, and the Chekists, who did not have enough time, brought the remains of a horse skeleton. However, at the time of the coffin carrying out, one of the participants of the ceremony stumbled, the coffin broke to the ground, and the horse’s skull rolled out of it caused panic in the city.
And finally, another rapidly developing plot: the secret rivalry between the second secretary of the district committee Borisov and Revkin entered the final phase. With the help of Captain Figurnov, Secretary Revkin was exposed as an enemy and began to testify about his enemy activities. This activity was also posed by the authorities in direct connection with Chonkin. And by the time of the commencement of the trial, Prosecutor Evlampiev had every reason to state that Prince Golitsyn, the ardent enemy of Soviet power, was sitting on the dock, intending to sit on the Russian throne. The court sentenced Chonkin to the highest measure of proletarian humanism – the execution. Meanwhile, rumors about the Chonkin case expanded and penetrated into the highest spheres. Adolf Hitler, hearing about the heroic resistance to the Bolsheviks of the organization Golitsyn-Chonkin, ordered to turn the troops advancing on Moscow and go to the rescue of the hero. This order was received by the troops at the very moment when the German tanks marched on the small and almost unarmed defenders of the capital under the command of General Drinov. In despair, the general raised the soldiers to attack, and the German tanks suddenly turned at once and started to retreat. The newspapers reported an incredible victory for General Drinov. Stalin himself took the hero-hero. In their conversation Drinov spoke about the valor of a simple soldier Chonkin. Frustrated Stalin uttered a toast to a Russian soldier, who demonstrated an example of selfless service to the Motherland. and the German tanks suddenly turned at once and started to retreat. The newspapers reported an incredible victory for General Drinov. Stalin himself took the hero-hero. In their conversation Drinov spoke about the valor of a simple soldier Chonkin. Frustrated Stalin uttered a toast to a Russian soldier, who demonstrated an example of selfless service to the Motherland. and the German tanks suddenly turned at once and started to retreat. The newspapers reported an incredible victory for General Drinov. Stalin himself took the hero-hero. In their conversation Drinov spoke about the valor of a simple soldier Chonkin. Frustrated Stalin uttered a toast to a Russian soldier, who demonstrated an example of selfless service to the Motherland.
Meanwhile, the German tanks approached the district center of Dolgovo, and Captain Figurnov received orders from the leadership urgently to shoot the convicted Golitsyn due to the complication of the situation, and seconded to Moscow on orders from the commander-in-chief soldier Ivan Chonkin to receive a government award. Both orders – to shoot and reward – were not destined to be executed. The Germans entered the city, and Figurnov handed Chonkin to Sergeant Svintsov with an official order – to deliver to Moscow and unofficial – to shoot while trying to escape. But in wanderings through the territory occupied by the Germans, Chonkin did not show a desire to flee, and Sergeant Svintsov, in turn, showed no signs of excessive official zeal. On the contrary, on reflection, he took for himself the decision to “escape from all” and lead the natural life of the “hinchik.” “And you, Chonkin, go to your village, “he told Ivan. “Maybe Nyurku will be found.” After making his way to the village, Chonkin saw a crowd of people near the board and a German standing on the porch reading out the orders of the new German administration for the surrender of surplus food, next to the German was a new commissioner from the German authorities, Michurin Gladishev. , who was not seen by anyone, left the village.