alreadyfound a man forthisjob.
-Yes, sir.
Ouch! Excuse me.
Who are you? There are no
beautiful strangers in the battlefield.
All ofthem have
some name and rank.
Private Yekaterina Soloviova.
Excuse me, comrade mayor.
She's our new radio operator.
Do we have any losses in the ranks
of radio operators?
One can say so, comrade mayor.
Sergeant Kostritsyna is pregnant.
-We are sending her home.
-And who's the father?
Kostya, our interpreter.
Well, Kostya, just in time.
So howwill you classifythe loss of Kostromina?
-l haven't thought about it.
-What a kindergarten!
-Eh?
- l mean it always is untimely.
-What are you talking about?
-About love.
-How old is she?
-Who?
This new Solovyova girl.
She seems to be 19.
Veryyoung. Kostromina is older
and more experienced.
Yes, she's about 20.
And Kostya is a little bit older.
-Nowwhat?
-We need to issue an order, comrade mayor...
About declaring them a husband and a wife.
so that their personal happiness
could be fully documented.
-Do you agree with this?
- lf he agrees...
-Who?
- Hitler.
Ah...
-He refuses to eat, bastard.
- He refuses to eat because the food is not tasty,
He'll ask for an extra serving.
You'd better serve him with
a tablespoon between his eyes.
He says he has a sick liver. The cereal
is verytasty, but too high on fat.
He dares ask for a diet!
-Well, daughter,good luck.
- Good luck.
Where are you going?
-Hi, old pal!Hi, driver!
- Nowwhat, partners?
-What?
- Let's have a cigarette.
Olga Pozdneeva, are you the USSR shooting
champion and the sniperwe were told about?
Yes, l am. My battle scorecard
amounts to 25 fascists!
-Six snipers, four gunmen!
- lt was you who took that gunmen on the bell tower!
-lt was the fourth one!
- l got it. So put up at the radio headquarters.
The battle mission is clearto you, l hope. lfyou have
any difficulties, address the reconnaissance folks.
-Any questions?
- No.
One more thing. Your appearance is remarkable...
Well, you understand what l'm talking about...
-Yes, l do. l'll tryto keep a low profile.
-Yes, exactly.
-May l go?
-Yes.
Please, rely mostly on your own resources.
That's all.
He really seems not to know anything.
Their companywas transferred to Square 89 hill.
-Theyweren't even armed.
-Ask him where the regular units are.
He does not know.
lt's strange on the eve of an offensive.
And why does their snipertarget friendly personnel?
Why? What is there on this hill?
ls their sniper a novice as well?
He says he does not
knowthe man personally.
But the sniper is a real ace. He is an SS Captain,
decorated with the Oak-Leaved lron Cross.
The man used to serve in North Africa under Rommel.
His sniper scorecard includes
top officers only.
Well, our prisoner is not much of a soldier.
Ask him about his prior civilian occupation.
-He used to be an accountant.
-Well, so did l.
-Send him to the division HQ!
-Yes, sir.
Duty officer!
Sit down, Kostya.
Are you a student?
Yes, l studied in the institute
offoreing languages for4 years.
-Were you really an accountant?
-Yes, l was.
l could never imagine that.
Kostya, how could you become a saboteur?
How could you strip us of our best radio operator?
How could you do that on the eve of an offensive
when every soldier is valuable?
l never meant to, comrade mayor.
You never meant to and it still happened.
Kostya, Kostya.
l need a regular officer! A regular one!
l mean prisoners.
And what about a gift?
-What gift?
- Listen, take this prisoner
To the division HQ and on the way back
meet your bride and give her a present.
-l got it. May l go?
- Rush!
Ouch!
Hi!
-Salute, comrade corporal!
- Semenych!
-Hi, trampey!
- Let me do that.
-OK.
-Attaboy!
-Hello!
- How are you, Vanya?
-Seems to be all right.
- Get acquainted.
lnozemtsev has sent this smart boyto us.
-Well, hello.
-We do not shake hands.
Who we?
We, ex-cons, l used to serve
a prison term in myteens.
Hey, stop promoting your