“Kruglyansky Bridge” Bykov in brief summary


Seated in the pit, due to the absence of a special room for the detainees in the partisan detachment, Stepka Tolkach was recounting the circumstances of the last days. He was not lucky with Stepka in this detachment, he was not trusted very much here and served in the economic platoon. And suddenly the demolisher Maslakov suggested that he go to the task. Stepka was delighted, despite his youth, he was still an experienced demolition man. Four of them went: Maslakov, Stepka, Britvin, a former battalion commander, for something degraded and now trying to earn his pardon, Danila Shpak, who knows these places well. Task: burn a wooden bridge near the village of Kruglyany. When they were in the right place, twilight was coming and it was going to rain. “We need to go now,” decided Maslakov, “there’s no night guard near the bridge, and if the rain falls, the bridge will not burn.” Who’s with me? ” With a variety of pretexts, Britvin and Shpak refused.

“You will go,” ordered Maslakov to Stepka. When they left the forest, the road and the bridge seemed completely deserted. But already on the approach to the bridge in a rainy fog suddenly some figure was cut through. It was too late to hide, and they continued to move. A shot crashed from the bridge. Maslakov and Stepka dashed off the road, Stepka on one, and Maslakov on the other side of the mound. Holding a rifle in one hand, in the other – a canister, Stepa ran along the mound, which became lower, and finally saw the figure of the gunman. Styopka threw the canister and almost did not aim to shoot. I crossed the road and came across the lying Maslakov. Looks like he was dead. There was silence, no one fired. Stepan took over the commander’s body and dragged himself back. He was expecting that Britvin and Shpak would come to meet them, but met them only in the forest. Stepka nearly cried with grief and despair: Maslakov was wounded, the canister stayed near the bridge, and there would not have been any use for it anymore – the Germans would now strengthen the security and not get close
to the bridge. “Go look for a cart,” – ordered Stepka Britvin, who took command of the group. The horse, grazing in the woods, Stepka found quickly. But his master, a fifteen-year-old teenager, Mitya, rested: “I can not give it, I need to bring milk to Kruglyany in the morning.” “Okay,” suggested Stepan, “let’s go together.” Returning home with the horse by morning. ” The steppe was greeted with gloom: “I tried in vain”. Maslakov died. The boy decided to leave until the morning, Britvyn did not like that Mitya – the son of polizei. But Stepka felt that Britvin had some idea when he heard that tomorrow morning Mitya should carry milk through that very bridge. Brithvin immediately sent Shpak for the explosives, and Mitya sent home, agreeing that he would come to them with milk in the morning. The ammonite brought by Shpak turned out to be strongly damp, and Britvin ordered to dry it right on the fire. Drying Stepka and Shpak, Britvin watched them from a distance. “Well, when the explosive dried up,” he said, “it’s not some kind of gas canister for you, I’m also an explosive, I wanted to destroy the bridge, and even without the help of local residents.” – “Maybe Maslakov did not want to take any chances,” Styopka objected. “Risking? You know what war is? It’s the risk of people.” “Those who take more risks win the same.” I can not stand the wise men who argue about what is right and wrong, and how innocent people are not harmed. ” And Styopka thought that, perhaps,

In the morning Mitya appeared with a cart and milk cans. From one can, they poured out milk and stuffed it with explosives, put in a fuse and led out the bikfordov cord. “The cord burns for fifty seconds, which means that it will be necessary to set fire to the cord about thirty meters from the bridge, and throw off this canon and whip the horses on the bridge.” While the policemen come to their senses, the bridge will no longer be there, “explained Britvin to the boy. “And who will go?” asked Stepan. “And you run fast to the bridge. Your place is there!” – Instead of an answer, Britvin shouted at Stepka. And Stepan went to the bridge. Stipka got close to him very close. The road was empty for a long time. Finally, a cart arrived on it. In the cart sat Mitya and ineptly smoked a cigarette. Britvina and Shpak were not there. “Where are they?” – Worried Mitya. One of the guards shouted something, and the boy stopped the cart and jumped to the ground in some ten meters from the bridge. “Everything,” decided Stepka, “now the policeman will come and see the bikford cord.” Mitya disappeared. ” Styopka threw up the machine and gave a turn. The horse jerked forward, flew to the bridge and suddenly, as if stumbling, fell to his knees. Mitya rushed to the bridge to the horse. On the other hand, three policemen fled. Stepka aimed at the runners, but did not have time to pull the trigger – a powerful blast wave pushed him back. Half-muffled Styopka was already running towards the forest. Behind it burned, and in the middle of the bridge a huge gap gaped. In the forest he was waited by Britvin and Shpak. “It was great, huh!” – rejoiced Britvin. And Styopka still could not ask the question: where were they, why did they put up one Mitya? “Are you unhappy?” He asked finally, “we blew up the bridge!” And everything turned out, as planned. When the cart was on the bridge, we shot the horse. “” That’s why Mitya rushed to the bridge, “Stepka understood. – He rushed to the wounded horse. “” Bastard! he shouted to Britvyn. “You’re a bastard!” “Surrender your weapon,” Brithvin ordered severely, and went to Stepka, waiting for customary obedience, but Styopka threw up the machine and pulled the trigger. “The Britvin bent down, grabbing his stomach…

And now Stepan is sitting in a pit and awaiting trial. He was visited by Shpak, reported that Britvin was being operated on, that he would survive and that he did not hold it against Britvin, only asked that Stepka did not tell anything about Mitya and all about the whole story. Stepan sent Shpak away. No, he’s not afraid. He, of course, is guilty, and he will be punished. But first he will tell how everything happened, and call Mitya…


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“Kruglyansky Bridge” Bykov in brief summary