Pilikhin Mikhail Biography

Yes, Alexander Nikolayevich Buchin, who wound a thousand kilometers with Zhukov on the roads of the war, now, peering into the highway running under the wheels, recalled: “In the forty-first, in the fall, they somehow rolled here. Also - rain, and the road after the bombing is broken. In general, our gazik groans so that I could not resist, expressed his pity aloud. Georgy Konstantinovich grinned gloomily: “The fate of the Motherland was put on the map, but he regretted the car, however, not the same.

The Germans burned that, and then on the ashes of the fellow villagers put this similar. Next to the hut is the monument: in the overcoat thrown over his shoulders, the marshal, after difficult campaigns, came to his native house, perhaps, unlike the pompous bronze Zhukov “horseback” - in Moscow and “foot” - in St. Petersburg, this soul touches the Pilikhin house located in a neighboring village called black mud.

Here, Ustimya Pilikhin was born and grew up, and then moved to the shooter - to the shoemaker Konstantin Zhukov. The constant need forced her to work on the field from dawn to dawn. Physically very strong, Ustimya Artemyevna easily lifted five -pound bags with grain. And her brother, Mikhail Artemyevich, had a scorching workshop in Moscow. So he arrived in M ​​to him, to study, from the shooting of a twelve -year -old nephew George and suddenly declares: the commander of the Buzuluk Cavalry Regiment!

Soon I received an appointment with Leningrad, to the Higher Cavalry School. Since then we have never lost each other. Arriving in Moscow, his brother did not yet have an apartment in the capital, he constantly visited us, in Bryusovsky - with his wife Alexandra Dievna, with her daughters, Erochka and Ellochka, and then her daughters, Era Georgievna and Ella Georgievna, they received an amateur front -line photograph, on which Georgy Konstantinovich was widely smiling: “This picture stood on my mother.

The table from the forty -third year to the last day recalled: what unusual gifts the father sent them “from the war” either a Finnish knife with a set of handle, then cavalry stack; For example, he had a great power of will, in another thirty -fifth, he quit smoking and after, even at the front, he never took cigarettes; What a musical trio was in their house a father played on the button accordion, the era on the accordion, Ella - on the accordion; As they sang together - “The steppe and the steppe are circled from Moscow to Smolensk.

Dear Shurik! I'm going on a long business trip. The People's Commissar said: you need to charge for about 3 months. You finally offended me firmly with your tears. Well, I understand, it’s hard for you too. I kiss you tightly. I kiss my cute daughters. Your Georges. " It is not by chance that he could not stand them about the tears in the letter, and his daughters clarified this in infancy.

Well, why is the signature “Georges”? It turns out, so, “humanly,” called her husband Alexandra Dievna, and he was a shurik. Then the family did not yet know what “long business trip” Georgy Konstantinovich went to. Soon everything became clearly finished the full defeat of the Japanese samurai. Today I received a message about the assignment of the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

Until a quick date. The following letters relate to a completely different war. Then, in June, the family lived in the country, in Arkhangelsk. The head of the family of the house rarely spent the night: he was in the People’s Commissariat almost around the clock. On June's twenty-second, Stalin ordered Stalin immediately to fly to Ternopol, to the headquarters of the Southwestern Front to help the Military Council to organize defensive actions ...

"" Stalin ordered to return to Moscow in connection with the complication of the situation in the west direction, not in vain, the American publicist Harrison Salisbury in his book "The Great Battle of Marshal Zhukov" after years later " He admitted: “When the grains of true achievements from the lumps of fame are eliminated over time, then the name of this harsh, decisive person, I met with Nikolai Ivanovich and Alexander Petrovich, will shine over all other military leaders.

They remembered the most bitter months of the war, the first trip with Zhukov to the front, which was approaching Moscow. I had to move secretly, moving away from lively highways. The headlights did not turn on at night: enemy aircraft felt free in the sky. It happened, Puchkov or Dmitrenko, or one of their group, standing on the footboard, lit the road with a pocket flashlight. More than once we fell under fire, under the bombing, but in any environment the beetles remained calm.

And invulnerable. At first, his cousin, Pilikhin, drove the car, but on September 3, near Yelnya, Mikhail was seriously wounded, and Buchin firmly settled behind the bagel, near Yelny, on September 6, my interlocutors recalled, the first time Zhukov smiled from the beginning of the war. He telegraphed Stalin that the order on the defeat of the Yelninsky group and the capture of the city of Yelnya made another entry in the “Personal Diary of stay at the front”: “On the morning of September 10, they flew out of the central airfield to Leningrad.

On the same day, by evening, they flew to Leningrad, to the city airfield.On the same day, he joined the Leningrad Front, taking him from Voroshilov as flying-under the clouds, low-nizko: “Mushrooms could be seen” as in a critical St. Petersburg situation, realizing that the main shock force of the enemy, Zhukov, next to anti-tank artillery, placed anti-aircraft guns, which were a lot in Leningrad.

How new military units were organized - from the sailors, how the divisions were removed from the Karelian section of the front, where there were no active actions. Military discipline increased sharply. And then people already waved their hand at everything, and, by the way, even the honor, as the military was accepted, did not give each other to each other.

It was not by chance that Zhukov immediately demanded that the honor be given it to be given. And people somehow pulled themselves up, felt: not everything disappeared, Zhukov stubbornly believed in victory, and this faith was transferred to the front. The city, it seemed doomed, was gaining breathing, bristled by anti -tank hedgehogs, guns, bayonets by the way, that Zhukov really believed in success is evidenced by a letter sent from the coast of the Neva in the middle of that September: “Hello, Erochka and Ellochka!

Hello to you from the front. According to your order, I beat the Germans near Leningrad. The Germans suffer very large losses, but try to take Leningrad, and I think not only to keep him, but also to drive the Germans to Berlin. ” Still, the amazing force was in this person: the enemy near Moscow, Leningrad in the siege, and he writes not in the official document, not to Stalin, at last, but just to his daughters, who would drive the Nazis to the very lag, they saw his father under the New Year: they flew to the military plane right in Perkhushkovo, where the headquarters of the Western Front was located, and together met.

That night, he said: "Hitler was cut tightly against the walls of Moscow, but this is only the beginning." Record in the “Personal Diary of stay at the front”: “On August 28, he was appointed Deputy Supreme Commander -in -Chief. Then he admits that in Stalingrad he received a much greater practice in organizing a counterattack than in M ​​in the Moscow area, where there was less coordination by the actions of the troops to break through the blockade near Leningrad about those days of Buchin told me: - Zhukov liked the very name of the operation - “Iskra”.

On the day when the troops of the two fronts were finally united, on January 18, George Konstantinovich was awarded the title of Marshal of the Soviet Union. Then I was joking Zhukov to Zhdanov, along Lake Ladoga. Around in the ice of funnels from bombs, zigzags between them had to do simply unthinkable telling him: "Congratulations to Comrade Marshal, with the title." And he patted me on the shoulder and fun like this: “Nothing, Alexander Nikolaevich, I will appoint you feldmarshal once in the Shchigra region, when Zhukov checked the situation before the battle, we stumbled upon a destroyed bridge.

What to do? Do not turn back! The marshal got out of the car and began to put the boards with me ... I never raised my voices on me. I was not vindictive ... Now they sometimes write: they say, Zhukov was cruel, the soldier did not take the soldier. Yes, he was not cruel, but the time - forced to be cruel. But I remember: we are going past the columns of our troops, he looks at them, sighs: “Uh, the felt boots of the soldiers are poorly lucky that for all four years they never hurt a bullet or a fragment of the commander!

More news from the front, in March GO: “Hello dear Shurik! In connection with the wound of Vatutin, I command the 1st Ukrainian. Now I am in Novograd-Volynsky, will soon move on well, how do you live there? I really want to see you. I think, as soon as I beat the Germans, I will come to you now or you will come to me. Write more often, I have no time - all the time fights. I kiss you tightly.