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Second group, move into position.

Left flank, spread out.

Ready?

Yes, First Lieutenant, sir.

Again, Sergeant,

tell your men we attack in absolute silence.

Yes, sir!

We move out silently.

No cheering for the Motherland!

I want no battle cries!

- Not a word, do you hear me? - Sir, yes, sir!

So many new recruits, they'll shout anyway.

Keep quiet, no yelling.

Why we gotta do that?

You better be grateful for the Commander.

The longer the Germans don't notice us,

the better our chances of reaching those trenches.

Vanya,

you talking to yourself?

Alright then.

Eliseev!

- What are you looking around for?

- My insignia just fell off.

Your insignia? Your head will be next.

Get in to position, now!

Yes, sir.

Quiet, boys.

Keep quiet.

- Pozdnyakov. - Huh?

You got a grenade?

Aw, come on.

Grenade, now!

There!

Alex, all good? Let's move!

You son-of-a-bitch!

Alive?

Schneller!

- Alright, follow me. - Yeah.

Let's move.

Barkov, come on down!

So, how's it looking?

Enjoying the morning.

It looks like the Germans left, Political Officer.

Rest in place!

If I'm being honest guys,

it was lucky we won the village.

Lucky?

What do you mean?

Well, we just threw men at them.

Cannon fodder.

What about our fighting spirit?

The momentum of our attack?

We won't get far

on momentum alone.

If we lose this many men,

taking every village.

We won't make it to Berlin.

Shut up, Machikhin. That's an order.

It's bad enough already.

Yes, sir. No problem.

Hey,

Great Sage.

What'd you do before the war?

I was an accountant on a collective farm.

At the collective farm

in our village one winter,

our accountant fell in the lake,

and froze off both his balls.

What...

Give me that.

All I'm saying is,

I'd hate to be an accountant,

no thanks.

Comrade Officer,

permission to scour the village?

It could be useful.

The rations won't get here before dark anyways.

You can ask...

the Commander if he thinks you should do that.

- If he allows you, it's fine. - Alright.

I'm on it.

Great Sage.

It's not my fault the guns are broken.

We'll fashion a functioning gun

from the two broken guns, sound good?

Are you with me?

Expect an ammunition

and causality report in ten minutes.

One thing we do know,

Lieutenant Komarin and First Sergeant Pavlenko

are dead.

The Germans underestimated our force greatly.

We took the village, and now we've got to hold it.

Boys, look at this.

Usovo's here.

Panovo, here.

And there, and there, are the Germans.

Right smack dab in the middle is our Ovsyannikovo.

We're sticking out like a sore thumb.

Our troops better take Usovo or Panovo very soon,

or we'll all be in for one hell of a fight.

By now, the Germans are ready.

They'll try to push us right back out.

- Sysoev? - Huh?

You replace Komarin.

Yes, sir.

Lavrov.

You take over for Lieutenant Pavlenko.

We all need to choose clever men

as our replacements.

Oganesyan,

that barbed wire has got to be moved

to the edge of the village.

We're too exposed. No walls or trenches.

- Lavrov, - Here.

get the wounded into a clean shack.

Sysoev,

set up a perimeter.

And go take a closer look at those church ruins.

Uh-huh. Yes, sir.

- Alright, men, let's get to it. - Yes, sir.

Take a look at the handiwork here.

First Lieutenant,

those bastards... they know what they're doing.

Yes, Kartsev.

This hole cost us half our troop, in fact.

Yeah...

then probably Machikhin's right.

It was dumb luck that we even took the village.

Komarin was killed.

He's replaced by Sysoev, and you...

you'll take his place as a squad leader in your platoon.

I'm not the best at leading, sir.

You should see what else I can do.

I could be your messenger. I know I can help out with that.

Why don't you want the command?

I'm no kingpin. A leader, that is.

Kostya, I've heard about enough of that gangster slang.

You're no criminal.

No sir, not me.

They tainted my tongue,

with some course language, sir.

I got that from Maryina Roshcha.

A rough area.

You know that part of Moscow?

- Yeah.

- We all talk like hooligans there.

Alright, then you're my messenger.

Yes, sir!

What is it, soldier?

Zhurkin, are you bleeding?

I just...

wanted to wound him in the arm.

He threw up his hands.

He slipped and fell down on...

over there...

It's not my fault. It's not my fault.

Hell, bullseye.

You got him good.

He's a barber from Bryansk.

In training, he was as happy as a bird.

He's out of it, got something for his spirits?

- Huh? - Spirits, a drink!

That's what I've been saying, sir.

We're outta grub and drink.

I could go through those shacks.

Maybe there's some food tins or tobacco.

The resupply ain't going be here before nightfall.

Good, take care of it.

Someone should look after Zhurkin.

Yes, sir.

Then check right back in with me after,

and keep a close eye on that abandoned church.

Will do, First Lieutenant!

Now, let me see...

Barkov!

Barkov!

- What? - Come down here.

Zhurkin's lost it.

He needs your help.

What's wrong with you?

Your leg ain't broke.

The Commander gave me a new assignment.

I'm his messenger now.

Look, he made one.

Barkov.

Look. Apparently Zhurkin gave this guy

a pretty good deal on a shave.

Free of charge.

My God.

He could really use...

use some alcohol, if you got some on you.

Get outta here, you jackass.

I remember...

during that last war with Germany,

this business of your first battle.

It was taken more seriously.

Men wore clean underwear.

A priest said a prayer.

We wrote to our families.

But these days we're just...

we just wing it.

No reconnaissance.

Germans could've had...

a whole battalion out here.

They could've killed us all.

In a heartbeat.

God have mercy on my soul.

Go, go, go, move!

Hey, get your ass in gear!

Let's get moving.

- March! - Hey, hey, hey.

Arms to the trenches!

- Collected the documents? - What?

- The papers! You got them? - Nope.

Give them to the Commander after.

Let's go, boys!

Reporting for duty, sir.

I, Private Ivan Basov,

have searched the officer's HQ, where we found...

six tins of food,

three packs of crackers, and some bacon.

A big piece of bacon.

And schnapps, in a glass bottle.

Very high quality.

That means...

you got here just a little too late.

We'll just have to see about that, Ivan.

- Because, I can always find food. - Uh-huh.

- But you, - What?

you missed out on the medals

they just gave at the awards ceremony.

- What? - That's right.

The Commander over at the bunker

just gave out six medals.

And now Zhurkin and I get our medals

for special merits.

Courage and Valor.

So, if anyone's late, it's you.

Uh-huh.

So listen, Kostya,

if you're bullshitting,

I'll shove that cap up your ass.

- Clear? - Uh-huh.

One more thing...

- Remember, - Huh?

you can lead a horse to water...

Screw you.

Ah, Ivan,

doesn't look like you're getting any schnapps,

or any tobacco today.

My, my, my.

Oh, Ivan,

today is not your day.

Hey, hey, hey! Let's get a move on!

The Germans will be back any minute!

Move those outta here!

No standing around, liven up!

Pick up your feet, men.

You still living, kid?

Best I can.

What are you staring at? Huh?

It's just...

Sergeant Sysoev told me

I gotta clear out the dead Germans,

and I can't.

Maybe you're scared.

Here,

take a sip.

Liquid courage.

Go ahead.

Come on.

Oh.

How old are you kid?

17.

How old?

17.

I lied on the paper.

Why's that?

So that I could get to the front as soon as possible.

We were worried,

my whole class.

What if we sign up for fighting and it's over?

Now that I can understand.

Alright.

How about I give you a hand?

- Uh-huh! - Boy scout.

Well?

Don't just stand there.

Pick him up.

Here we go.

One sec.

Alright.

You did good, boy scout.

You didn't chicken out on your...

first battle.

You held your own.

Right along with the others.

It was intense,

Intense,

for sure.

I only kept up because I was so scared.

And then I was so scared

that I might miss my chance to shoot a German,

that I didn't even... fire my gun.

And you weren't...

scared that

you'd get plugged?

Huh?

- One, two, three! - I didn't really...

think about it,

like that.

You didn't think.

The thing I've been meaning to ask you.

Where the hell are you from?

From Moscow.

First Meschanskaya.

Oh, you son-of-a-bitch!

We're basically neighbors.

Would you look at that!

I wondered why you looked so familiar to me.

I'm from Third Meschanskaya!

Kartsev,

Kostya.

Viktor Somov.

So, we went to the same theaters.

We're totally connected, neighbor!

Which one did you go to visit most often?

Forum, I'd guess.

Ah...

and on warm summer nights,

there was music in the garden, and dancing.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

My Bonnie lies over the sea My Bonnie lies

You drink beer,

go to the movies.

What a life, huh?

Are you kidding me?

Sysoev,

I found us some schnapps to drink.

Somov!

Were my orders not clear?

Let's all have a drink.

Celebrate skipping out on death,

and not being buried in the ground.

Stop it!

Kartsev, who the hell put you in charge?

Where'd you get that?

Basov felt like sharing.

Have a drink and forget about it.

Knock it off!

We don't need you poisoning the men

with that German piss!

What are you staring at?

Start preparing this position for a fight, on the double.

Is that understood?

What's your deal?

After the hell we went through,

you can calm your nerves a bit.

I saw your face back there, white as a ghost.

I turn pale when I'm angry.

I have no nerves to speak of.

You got it?

Nerves are no good for a soldier.

So wise, Sergeant.

This discussion is over!

And remember, Kartsev,

I lead the platoon now.

- Uh-huh. - Uh-huh.

I'm the commander's liaison.

Get it?

Then fuck off,

back to command.

As you wish.

It's a one time offer.

My bonnie lies over the ocean my Bonnie lies over the sea

- my Bonnie lies over the sea

- That son-of-a-bitch.

Don't pull at it, it'll break.

What do you think, Commander?

Will the Germans... try again tonight?

At night? Well before then, I think.

Why'd they give us the village so easily?

They had no clue as to the scale of our attack,

so they retreated.

I'm more worried about Usovo for now.

Probably out of time.

Completely unprofessional.

If we'd have taken both villages at the same time,

we'd have the third village within our front alone.

And the Germans would be running home. And done!

This panic won't help you, First Lieutenant.

Who's panicking here?

I'm making a sober assessment of the situation.

And if my hands were shaking in fear,

I wouldn't try to pass off my shame onto others.

You're right.

When I saw those soldiers get torn to pieces,

I lost my nerve.

And when the soldier behind me got sliced in two,

it was like everything went dark.

The battle ended, hours ago,

but they won't stop...

shaking.

So I've been trying to pull myself...

together.

Victor, Victor, Bravo, you there?

You trying to look better than the rest of us?

Victor, Victor, this is Bravo! Do you copy?

What for?

Victor, do you copy?

Victor, are you there?

It's what's expected of me.

Maybe you're right about that.

Yes, Bravo!

- First Lieutenant, sir! -Yes.

The battalion Commander.

Yes, I hear you Captain.

Reporting:

Ovsyannikovo has been fully liberated

from the German invaders.

Yes, sir. All clear.

- All clear. - Semyonov.

Come here.

- Right around 25 units per day. - Don't you see all this smut?

Take it all down!

- Maybe two clips per man. - Get rid of this

- German filth. - Can't say exactly how many.

Best case scenario,

the anti-tank guns, three are fully functional.

- There, under the bed. - Report will be ready soon.

Armor-piercers have barely been fired,

so we have plenty of .45 cal ammo.

For a grenade count,

we have around twenty for each platoon.

But, Captain,

I suffered heavy losses, lost half my men.

Yes, I hear you loud and clear.

We've sent reinforcements.

Two machine gun teams.

As soon as they arrive,

place them across your left flank.

They'll provide cover fire.

I hear you, Captain.

But right now, two anti-tank guns would help more

than machine guns.

- The captured guns don't work. - It's Ovsyannikovo.

We need more fire power.

This is Lieutenant Colonel Larionov.

Listen to me, First Lieutenant.

The machine guns will be used

to cover the attack on Usovo.

And be ready to join the battle as necessary.

Is that clear enough?

That's an impossible directive!

I've only got half a company left!

I didn't ask you how many men

you have left in your company.

My question was if you understood your order.

I understand, Lieutenant Colonel.

How's it going, guys?

How's our barber?

Refreshed?

He's still shivering.

I'm alright.

Well then, let's set the table.

Order up!

Cans of...

fascist food.

Two times.

Heads up!

Where'd you get it, Kartsev?

Long story.

If it weren't for Basov, we'd have a real feast.

- Right. - Who wants crackers?

He got there first?

Yeah sure, but I got him right back.

Thankfully someone thought about us, eh?

We haven't had a bite to eat since yesterday.

You heard the Comm Soldiers dropped by, huh?

They brought telephones and cables,

but no one told them they should pack some sandwiches,

and caviar!

You ain't kidding.

No food's coming here before nightfall.

- That's for sure. - If we all last that long...

So, how are we feeling, comrades?

I'm alright.

How do you think we're feeling?

Like horse shit.

The Krauts will push back at us,

and shoot us dead in the field,

when we try to run.

If I see you running,

then you only need to worry about me, Barkov.

Enough. You've seen for yourselves

that together we can beat the Germans.

Anti-tank guns, when are they coming here?

Soon! As soon as it gets dark.

Plenty of ammo, too.

All sorts of things.

Just wait until it gets dark.

Quick guys, let's move.

Take your rifle!

Well the machine guns are right on time.

If they make it.

Move, move!

Go! Go!

Come on, boys.

Go, go. Get it, move!

Take cover.

Son-of-a...

They're firing from both sides.

Take cover!

They're going.

On me!

Can we help?

- Go! - Yeah.

Go, go. Make it, move.

Move, move, move, move!

Go, go, take it. Move!

- Let's go. - Hurry up.

- Go, go! - Take it! Move!

Go, go, go!

Here, take over.

Take it.

- How was your trip? - Piss off.

Kartsev,

run quickly to the Commander

and inform him that our machine guns have arrived.

I'm on it.

Which house is it?

Up there on the left,

- the other is the hospital. - Uh-huh.

Sergeant, how we doing?

I'm alright.

I'll escort you to the left flank.

- I lost one of mine. - Yes, I saw.

Zhurkin, look alive.

You just joined the machine gun crew.

You will report to Sergeant...

- Ushakov. - Ushakov.

Come with me.

Come on, kid.

Welcome to the action squad.

Let's head to the left flank.

Go, go, go, go.

Don't dawdle, keep moving.

So Usovo will be taken.

Man, who's running this show anyway, huh?

What did it cost us to take this village?

Half our guys!

We need anti-tank guns.

We need backup. We got nothing.

They don't know what they're doing.

And if we lose the village,

they'll say it's our fault.

Go ahead, Somov.

Tell me, Sergeant,

how long have you known Kartsev?

Ten days,

about as long...

as the company was formed.

Why do you ask?

Maybe he's not

who he says.

He's not who you think he is.

How's that?

Hey.

The boys got the furnace working?

First Lieutenant, sir,

good news.

Machine guns are here!

Excellent.

Some more good news,

there wasn't much grub,

but a bottle of schnapps is ours.

Let's have one

to remember the fallen.

Never forget them.

Don't just sit there.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

- First Lieutenant, sir. - Yes.

What did you do before the war?

I was working as the Chief Engineer at a coal mine.

So that's it,

why you're such a down to Earth boss.

But Sysoev,

he's in charge one day,

and he's already starting to shut down.

Fighting his own men.

Let's go. Kartsev, on me.

Let's see what's going on with that left flank.

Why didn't you tell me before?

I wasn't sure,

but when he mentioned he's from Moscow,

I knew it.

I'll be damned.

And the Commander just made him his personal messenger.

Not a word about this to anyone.

- I'll go see the Commander. - Yes, sir.

So? What is it?

The attack on Usovo just started.

Sergeant, this is an order.

Take your machine gun and open fire on them.

It's no use.

They're at least a mile away out of range.

All we'd be doing is showing them where we are.

What's your problem? Did you not hear the order?

I wish I could help you, Commander,

but if we open fire now,

then the Germans will target our guns.

Then how will we repel an attack?

Sergeant!

Open flanking fire towards Usovo!