The prayer of the atheist Komissarov

The war made him grow up. For a whole year. And also - made strong, courageous and hardy. Our legendary fellow countryman, the front -line soldier, Gennady Commissars, has long exchanged the nine dozen. But continues to go to work daily. The chairman of the Council of Veterans of the SUSU is actively involved in the life of the university and the city. And to the question "How are the successes?" invariably answers with a smile: "They are ahead."

Combat and labor awards can be listed endlessly. Order -bearer, candidate of technical sciences, associate professor, for many years headed the department "Power Supply of Industrial Enterprises and Cities." Gennady Alexandrovich is loved and respected by everyone, entered in the book of Honor of the University. Could the Ural boy dream of this in his youth, to whom fate for many years stuck the shameful stigma of the “son of the enemy of the people”? And in the war ... there was one dream at all - to stay alive.

Then, in 1944, it all started with a curiosity. Gennady was drafted into the army in the incomplete 18 years, when a set of born in the twenty -fifth was going on. The clerk of the draft commission, after a short consultation at the headquarters, simply corrected the 1926 birth of a conscript in order to lead to the uniformity of all recruits. So the commissars became older to the deadline and for the whole subsequent life. Then, after the war, demobilized in the 50s, Gennady wanted to make adjustments. But I would have to redo all the documents, award sheets ... I thought and decided to leave everything as it is.

Before the draft, he managed to learn a year and a half at the energy technical school. He put a checkmark in the column "Seven classes and above." In the war years, this was considered a good education. And therefore, from the Elan distribution camps, Komissarov was immediately sent to the infantry school. On the Mandate Commission, the general’s question for the general had one: "Who are the parents?" Gene reported without hiding that his father was arrested in the 37th. The general said that there were no more questions - and the doors of this educational institution at Komissarov closed. He was sent to the Sverdlovsk Military School. Study began. But there, at a certain stage, the “terrible truth” surfaced. They did not give the school to graduate. The son of the enemy of the people was not worthy of the officer rank.

Again, Elan camps, a new direction. In the Molotov Rifle and Minometing School, everything was successful. The cadet was smart, and studies at the technical school made itself felt. But just before the release, the story repeated. The head of the political department called and announced the transfer to another part. I got into the airborne troops, took it to a brigade, in which, after an unsuccessful assault on Kyiv, there were very few people. They began to train in the specialty "The paratrooper of the artillery regiment" ...

“When I was shurated for a certain reason, and I asked for artillery because there were already skills,” says Gennady Alexandrovich. - We were washed in the bathhouse, they cut off all the hair, wherever they grow, put in the “warmths” and sent to Vitebsk, which they still could not free. I got to the 41st artillery regiment of the 97th Infantry Division. These parts when the offensive needed radio communications. We were built, asked who has seven classes and above. So from me, by that time, the infantryman, mortar and artilleryman, began to make a radio operator. From the brigade of 10 people I turned out to be the most intelligent, and I was left in the headquarters of the regiment.

... And this means that the son of the enemy of the people knew the most important military secrets! How could this happen? There were many guys from the occupied territories in the division. SMERSH employees conducted endless checks. And the commissars were the only one from the Urals, and the line simply did not reach him. Provided the bond of the regiment and chief of staff. He went to intelligence to the Germans, transferred the data to our artillerymen. He established himself well when the army participated in the battles of the liberation of Belarus, Lithuania, Latvia, East Prussia.

During the last battles for Koenigsberg, the Komissarov division was led out of the battle. The soldier was put in the “warmths” and took the Far East. When they drove up to Sverdlovsk, it was announced that the war was over. Gennady Alexandrovich will never forget, as their echelon met at each station. How much joy, glee, happiness! Only the war ended not for everyone.

They were planted at a small station in Primorye. They ordered to settle in the gorge. Rain. There is only a hill around, not a single house. The gorge was soon filled with water, I had to drag the guns on the hill. When the downpour stopped, they began to equip. The trees fell, erected temporaries, slept on the ground.

And then the maneuvers began. The task was to learn how to fight the Japanese in the conditions of hills stuffed with weapons. The Kwantun Army was preparing for war over war. There were multi -storey structures inside each hill. In the upper battle floor there were guns of small calibers. Then there was a compartment of combat support - shells. Below - the compartment of communication and diesel power plant. Such a caponier had metal walls 20-30 centimeters. All this had to be able to overcome.

At night they walked in a chain to the caponiers. Surrounded, left the sappers. 300 kilograms of explosives failed with the first fortification. Only five hundred kilograms of explosives have split the “shell”. The division of the fifth army in which commissars served successfully coped with the tasks during the Soviet-Japanese conflict.

- With whom was it worse to fight: with the Nazis or with the Japanese?

“It was scary everywhere,” the veteran franks. - In Manchuria Kamikadze pursued our units even at night. When the tired fighters fell to the ground and fell asleep, crawled out and cut their throat with a dagger. We suffered heavy losses. A bad war, to be honest. Everything was clear with the Germans: here are the trenches - there are Nazis. And here ... it is not known where to wait for death. Fortunately, it all ended quickly.

God kept Gennady Komissarov two wars, although he was never a believer. Yes, and his whole family did not believe too, especially after what happened to the father, rehabilitated, by the way, in 1956. The mother, remaining with four children, to feed them, worked for days on end. Only the grandmother was adamant in her beliefs, and once Vera saved her grandson.

Under Koenigsberg, regimental intelligence fell under a strong shelling. It was hell. The shells were torn every second, the trees blazed around. Gene understood that it would not be possible to get out of such an alteration. He buried his face in the ground and, in fact, said goodbye to life. The image of a grandmother who escorted him to the army surfaced in his memory. She then taught him prayer and asked to read it if a critical moment in life suddenly came. There was no doubt that the moment had come, and Gene, suppressing the Komsomol shame in himself, read a prayer to his grandmother ...

It is impossible to explain this, but only the commissars remained alive and unharmed. And with it, and all ten scouts who fell under a terrible shelling. However, Gennady did not shake the atheistic beliefs of Gennady. He continued to fight with faith in victory. The bullets were not afraid, he performed exploits, without realizing it too much.

In the same place, near Koenigsberg, a house caught fire from a cannon shelling, in the basements of which there were a lot of military. The windows in the basement were intentionally laid with bricks to protect people from fragments and bullets. The partner of the radio operator Komissarov wearing the headphones, maintained a connection. Seeing how people try to make out the masonry from the inside, Gennady rushed to the rescue.

“Smoke corrodes his eyes, shells are torn around,” recalls the front -line soldier. - I give my hand, pull out one officer, the other ... - And they, instead of helping me to save the remaining in the basement, run into shelter. Then the truck caught fire, standing at the house. The shells in the back began to break. Cracking, roar ... When I, sweaty and grimy from soot returned to the trench, the commander peculiarly appreciated my act. At first, I well reported that I left the radio station without permission. And then for the salvation of the officers of the headquarters he presented to the award.

On this day, the fragment of the projectile nevertheless overtook our fellow countryman. But the earflaps softened the blow. Komissarov received only a slight contusion. And its first order is fame.

Tatyana Stroganova. Photo by the author.