Chapter 66 Chapter 7 A Little White Cat-1

(dictated by Georgi Tenno) "I'm older than Kolya Zhdanok, and I should go ahead. The knife is in the sheath at my waist; I'm holding the vice tightly in my hand. I told him: When I cut the first barbed wire, You just follow!" I crawl forward.I can't wait to put my body into the soil.Do you want to watch the sentry?To look is to see a threat or possibly attract the other person's gaze with one's own gaze.I really want to see it!No, can't! Getting closer and closer to the watchtower.It's getting closer and closer to death.Waiting for a shuttle bullet to hit himself.The submachine gun is about to go off... Maybe the sentinel has seen me clearly and is deliberately standing there to play tricks on me?Let me climb a little longer? ...

Already climbed to the front row of barbed wire.Across the body to follow it, cut the first wire.The tightly stretched barbed wire suddenly loosened and shook with a clatter.The submachine gun is about to go off? ……No.Maybe I was the only one who heard the clatter.It was loud enough!Another piece of barbed wire was cut.Then cut off the third root.Move one leg across, then the other.The trousers were caught by the barbed wire on the severed wire, and he hastily pulled it away. Climb across a few meters of plowed soil.There was a rustling sound from behind; Kolya was following, but why was he making such a noise! ?Ah, this is the sound of the briefcase he was holding on the ground.

Already up the slope of the main obstacle zone.The barbed wire here is criss-crossed.Cut a few more.In front of it is the Bruno Serpentine spiral barbed wire fence.Cut twice to clear a path.Then several wires in the main section were cut.We must have stopped breathing.There was no gunfire.Is the Sentinel homesick?Or is he going to the ball tonight! The body has moved to the outer edge of the obstacle zone.There is also spiral barbed wire here.Hung on by it again.cut open.Don't forget, and don't get tangled inside -- there should also be a row of diagonal barbed wire in front of it.Yes, this is it.Cut that too.

Now it's time to crawl towards the pit.That's right, the pit is here.I rolled into the pit.Kolya also rolled down.We gasped.Go ahead!The guard will be changed soon, and the military dogs will be deployed soon! We climbed out of the pit and climbed to the small post made of slag.At this time, he still didn't dare to look back.Kolya was in a hurry. He wanted to crawl quickly, so he lifted himself up and crawled on all fours.I push him down. We crawled all the way across the first cinder mound.I put the vise under a rock. Ahead is the road.We climbed to the side of the road before we stood up.

No shots were fired. We swaggered forward, walking without haste: now it is time to pretend to be free men who are not guarded, and the work sheds of free workers are not far ahead.The number bib was ripped off the chest and trouser legs.Suddenly, two people came towards each other in the darkness.It seemed to be going from the garrison barracks to the village.It's two soldiers.But we haven't had time to tear off the number cloth on our back! ! !So, I said aloud: "Vanya! How about we drink a half liter of it?" We walked slowly.Not on the road yet, but pretty close.We walked slowly on purpose so that the two of them would pass first, but without ducking or turning our faces away, we walked straight towards the two soldiers.In order not to turn our backs on them, we were both so slow that we almost came to a standstill.The two of them talked about their own affairs as they walked, and passed by about two meters away from us.Only then did the two of us tear off the numbers on our backs!

Undetected! ? ...we are free! ?The next step was to go to the village and get a car. But what happened? ?A flare went up over the labor camp!Next, the second one!The third... We've been spotted!Will catch up soon!run! We dare not look any further, and have no time to think and judge.It seems that all our great plans have been shattered.We run desperately towards the grassland, as long as we stay away from the labor camp!We ran out of breath, fell down on the potholed ground, got up...but the flares over there were still rising one by one!Based on the experience of escaping in the past, we assume that people will be sent on horseback to hunt down immediately, and they will bring a group of troops; they will split up and chase in all directions on the grassland.So we had no choice but to keep spreading all the precious Maheyan where we walked, and keep jumping forward at the same time.

This is chance!Like a crow flying head-on, a totally unforeseen chance!There is some lucky or unfortunate chance waiting for us at almost every step along the road of life.But only in flight, only at the most dangerous and critical moments do we fully feel the full weight of chance.Three to five minutes after Tenno and Zhdanok climbed out of the barbed wire, all the lights in the labor camp went out completely by accident.That is why the flares (which Ekbastus still had a lot of in that year) began to be fired from the watchtower.If the two escapees had crawled out five minutes late, alert guards might have spotted them and shot them.But if the fugitives had been able to control themselves under the illuminated sky and look at the camp calmly, they would have found that the street lights and searchlights were all out, and they would have felt safe and daring to get a car. The whole escape would have been an entirely different outcome.However, their situation is: as soon as they climbed out, flares were immediately lit up over the camp area, so what is there to doubt?It must be chasing us, coming at us!It was the brief power outage of the power grid in the camp that disrupted all their escape plans.

That being the case, he had to make a big circle in the grassland to avoid the villages and towns in front of him.This takes a lot of time and effort.Kolya doubted whether the route I led was correct.Really sorry. However, at last the railway line leading to the city of Pavlodar was reached.We couldn't be happier.Standing on the railway embankment and looking back at Ekbastuz, I was shocked by the brightly lit scene: I never thought that Ekbastuz occupied such a large area of ​​land! We each found a stick as a crutch, and each walked forward on a railroad track.In this way, as long as a train passes by, the military dogs will no longer be able to track us.

We walked about 300 meters in this way, and then jumped into the grassland again. Only at this time, we breathed a sigh of relief and felt that breathing was easy, which was completely different from before.I really want to sing and shout!We hug each other.We are truly free!We were filled with self-respect because we had made up our minds to escape, carried out our escape plan, and coaxed the hounds past us! We are still just feeling truly free, but we feel like the main thing is done. The sky was clear, deep and full of stars.In the labor camp, thanks to the lights, the sky was never seen like this.Taking Polaris as the standard, I frJ proceed in the direction of "north-north-east".Then, turn to the right and you will reach the banks of the Irtysh River.The first night of escaping the labor camp had to run as far as possible.The further you go, the radius of the hunting party's search area doubles.While humming brisk and bold songs in various languages, we stepped up and moved forward at a speed of eight kilometers per hour.However, since we have been in prison for many months, our legs are not good enough to walk, and walking is tiring. (We had foreseen this, so we originally planned to escape by car!) We began to lie down on the ground from time to time, the two of us stretched our legs on each other into a "herringbone" shape, rested like this for a while, and then got up and walked.Then lie down again.go again.

Strangely, the lights over Ekbastus behind him did not disappear for a long time.We've been walking for hours and we can still see the lights in the sky. But the night was drawing to a close, and the east had already turned white.During the day, not only can we not walk on this flat and open grassland, it is even difficult to hide here.There are no bushes here.Not even taller grass.However, we know that the pursuit team will definitely use the plane. So we used a small knife to dig a hole (the ground is very hard, there are stones, it is very difficult to dig).We dug a pit about two feet wide and one foot deep, and the two of us lay down side by side, covering our bodies with some dried yellow thorny Caragana grass.Now I can sleep well and regain my strength!However, I couldn't sleep at all.This forced lying down during the day lasted more than twelve hours, and it was more tiring than the rapid march at night.All kinds of thoughts, all kinds of memories are churning in my mind... The hot sun in September bought directly on my body, and I didn't have any water to drink.There will be no water to drink.We violated the escape rules in Kazakhstan: we should run in spring, not in September.But our original plan was to get a car! …we lay in excruciating pain from five in the morning until eight at night!The whole body is numb, but we can't change our posture: if we sit up a little bit and move the caragana covering our bodies, we may be spotted by the cavalry in the distance.We were each wearing two sets of clothes, and it was hot to death.Be patient!

Only after night falls, time belongs to the escapers! We got up from the pit, but couldn't stand, our legs were sore.We walked forward slowly, trying to gradually open up the muscles.Feeling weak from eating dry macaroni all day and swallowing glucose tablets.Very thirsty. Even at night, today no more than yesterday, one had to watch out for ambushes, because there was no doubt that the radio had been sent everywhere, and cars must have been dispatched in every direction, especially in the direction of Omsk.Interestingly, when and how did they discover the two cotton padded clothes and chess pieces we laid on the ground?From the numbers on the clothes, without even having to call names, it was immediately clear that it was the two of us who had escaped. The facts are as follows: Early the next morning, a few laborers who left the shed earlier found two cold cotton coats on the ground.It was clear that it had been left on the ground overnight.So they tore off the number and put the cotton-padded clothes on themselves: cotton-padded clothes, this is a good thing!Therefore, the guards did not pick up the cotton-padded clothes at all.The cut barbed wire was only discovered late Monday evening.And it took a day to find out who the escaped person was after checking the roster.Knowing this, the escapee could walk or ride openly the next morning!How much suffering was in vain for not analyzing the flare issue calmly! When the truth about the escape on Sunday night in the labor camp gradually came to light, people remembered the day when the lights were turned off and said, "Hey, that's brilliant! Well done! How did they turn off the power?" After a long time , everyone thinks that turning off the lights helped the escapees. We did not advance more than four kilometers an hour during the night of the second day.My legs hurt so badly that I had to lie down and rest constantly.thirsty!Wanting to drink water, Dong walked only 20 kilometers overnight.Another day to hide, another day to lie down and suffer! It was as if there was a building ahead.We climbed up to it carefully.It turned out to be a few big boulders.It is very strange that there should be such a thing on the grassland.Maybe there will be a little water in the pit of the stone?No... There is a big boulder with a ditch under it.Perhaps a hole made by a jackal.It's not easy getting in.What if it falls over?Then we'll be squashed, and we won't die right away.It's already a little cold.Did not fall asleep until morning.I didn't sleep during the day.So I took out my knife and sharpened it on the stone: it was dulled last night when I dug a hole with it. During the day, we heard the sound of wheels very close.No, we're right next to the main road.A Kazakh drove a cart close to our big rock, muttering something.jump out.catch up with him?Maybe he has water with him?But how can you catch him without knowing your surroundings!Rather we shall be seen; The hunt doesn't appear to be going that route.Cautiously, we poked our heads out and looked around from below.There is a broken room about a hundred meters away.We climbed over.Not a single person.well? !No, it's full of trash.There was a pile of dried straw shavings in the corner.lie here for a while?lie down.Still can't sleep.Oh, the fleas bite badly!What a big flea!so many!The Belgian suit on Kolya's body was light gray, and black patches could be seen on it.Shake it off quickly.Slap it off.We crawled back to the jackal's den again.Time is passing, strength is fading) but can't move forward. We got up at dusk.There is no strength at all.thirsty.We decided to move further to the right and arrive at the Irtysh River earlier.The clear night sky is full of stars.The Pegasus constellation and the Perseus constellation seem to me to form the outline of an old cow who bows his head and walks resolutely like us.We are also moving forward.Suddenly, a flare flew up ahead!Have they already rushed to the front? !We were stunned.We see the railway embankment.In front of you is the railway.Did not hit the second one.But a beam of searchlight light shone along the track, and the beam kept swinging to both sides of the railway.A rail car drove over, and it was inspecting the grassland.We'll be spotted in a second, and that's it... lie under the beam and wait to be found!What a loser! The rail car drove by.Nothing was found.We jumped for joy.Although I can't run anymore.But I still look forward to leaving the railway as soon as possible and going farther.At this time, dark clouds gathered and it became dark.The two of us walked left and right, lost the right direction, and walked forward completely by guesswork.The speed is getting slower and slower, and maybe some unnecessary detours have been taken! A night of fruitless! ... It's almost dawn again.Caragana had to be collected again.Digging again.But my scimitar is missing.Probably lost it while lying down or jumping on a railway embankment.Oops!How could a fugitive be without a knife?We dug a hole with Kolya's knife. There is only one point to masturbate.It has long been predicted that I will die at the age of thirty-eight.Few sailors are not superstitious.But on this morning, September 20th, I will be thirty-nine years old.The prophecy of dying at thirty-eight has nothing to do with me.That is to say, I will live! We are lying in the pit again.Can't move.There is no water...even if I can fall asleep!But, can't sleep.It's good to have a rain, but the time dragged on for too long.Not good.It has been three days and nights since we escaped, but we haven't even had a sip of water.We only take five glucose tablets a day.And we were not far from the camp, perhaps only a third of the way to the Irtysh River.Our friends in the labor camp are probably cheering us up, thinking we're finally free from the suckling prosecutors... dusk.stars.Orientation northeast.We walked with difficulty.Suddenly, a shout came from a distance: "Wow...Wow!" What is this?I remember that Kudela, an experienced escaper, said that this is how the Kazakhs shouted to drive away the wolves near the flock. Get a sheep!One sheep and we are saved!In a free environment, no one would think of drinking blood.However, here and now, I wish for it! We sneaked forward.I saw the house.But no well in sight.It is dangerous to enter the house.When you meet someone, you leave a mark.We quietly approached the sheepfold made of adobe.It turned out that it was a Kazakh woman shouting to drive away the wolf.We found a place where the wall was relatively low and jumped in.The knife was in his mouth.We crawled to catch the sheep.The sheep can be heard panting right next to me.However, they rushed away from the side one after another and escaped!We climbed towards the flock again from different directions.How to catch the leg of lamb?The sheep ran away again. (Later, when chatting. People pointed out our mistakes: 1. We crawled over, so the sheep regarded us as wild beasts. We should stand up straight and walk over like masters, and the sheep will obey obediently up.) The Kazakh woman felt something was wrong, walked over, and peeked into the darkness.She did not have a lamp, but she lifted several clods of earth and threw them in this direction, and one of them hit Kolya.She's walking towards me, and she's about to pounce on me!I don't know if she saw me, or if she felt something, she suddenly yelled in a strange voice: "There is a ghost! The devil!" She stepped back suddenly.We also hurried back, jumped over the low wall, and lay down on the ground.A Kazakh man's voice came, very calm.It probably means: old women, look at the tricks! Failed.what else can we do?We staggered on. Silhouettes of horses!so beautiful!I really need it!We went up to the horse.The horse stood still.I patted it on the neck twice and put the leash on.I helped Zhidanok onto the horse, but I couldn't get on myself, I was too tired.Grab it with both hands, lean on your belly, and never put your legs on the horse's back.Can't stop turning around.All of a sudden, it broke free, and ran to Zhidanok with a hunchback, throwing him off.Fortunately, Zhidanok grabbed the belt in his hand without leaving any traces.Let them guess the devil did it. We made the horse even weaker.Walking is more difficult.However, there is another piece of plowed land ahead, and we have to walk in furrows.We are in a desperate situation.Dragging his legs and barely moving forward.However, this is also a good sign: if there is arable land, there will be homes, and if there are homes, there will be water. Dragging heavy steps, walking hard, walking.Some silhouettes appeared in front of him.We lie down and crawl forward.It's a haystack!Bravo, Ranch!The Irtysh River is nearby? (Actually, it's still far away!...) With the last of our strength, we climbed up the haystack and buried ourselves in the grass. That's a whole day's sleep!Even the sleepless night before fleeing, we have not slept for five nights in total. In the evening we woke up to the sound of a tractor.Quietly, he pushed aside the grass and raised his head slightly.We see; two tractors are coming this way.There is a family not far away.It was getting dark. Have!There must be cooling water in the tractor!When the tractor man goes to sleep, we can drink the water from the machine. it's dark.Four full days and nights have passed since the escape.We climbed to the tractor. Fortunately, there are no dogs here.We reached for the sink and took a sip.no.There is kerosene in the water.I had to spit it out, but couldn't drink it. Residents here have everything in their homes -- water and food.Do you want to call to open the door?Ask people to help, for God's sake: "Brothers! Good people! Help! We've escaped from prison!" Is that okay?In the nineteenth century, people would send you crocks full of rice, clothes and money to the trails in the taiga forest, as the poem says: The peasant women brought me bread. The boys gave me Ma Heyan. Can we do this now?Don't get whimsical! !Times are different.People will betray you!Either they are sincerely going to betray you, or they are just afraid of getting involved.Because prisoners are also sentenced to twenty-five years of hard labor for sympathy.The rulers of the last century had not thought of making political crimes for those who give bread and water to others. I had to drag myself forward.walk all night.We look forward to reaching the Irtysh River.We're looking for signs of the river.But, not at all.We force ourselves to go and show no mercy to ourselves.Before dawn, I encountered another haystack.It was much more difficult to climb up this time than yesterday.Fell asleep.Not too bad. We woke up when it was getting dark.How much endurance can a person have?We have been fleeing for five days and nights.We saw a yurt not far away, and there was an open shed next to it.We walked over quietly.There are some chestnuts for fodder piled inside.We filled a briefcase full and wanted to eat a few bites, chew them up, but couldn't swallow them.Mouth is completely dry.Suddenly, we saw a large teapot next to the yurt, which could hold two buckets of water.We climb over.Turn on the faucet, -- empty!What a pity!We tipped it over and only had two sips each. We walked forward again.Constantly falling to the ground.It is easier to breathe when lying down.We can no longer sit up from a supine position.To get up, you must first turn around and lie down, then curl your legs up, and then stand up unsteadily.Just like that, I was still out of breath.We are so thin that it seems that our belly is sticking to our spine.When it was almost morning, we had to lie down and rest once we had walked less than 200 meters. Not even a haystack was seen this morning.There is a cave on the small mound, which looks like a den of wild animals.We lay in it all day, but did not fall asleep.The weather is a little cold, and it is cold to lie on the ground.Maybe our blood is not hot anymore?We try to chew a little macaroni. Suddenly, I saw a small group of soldiers walking by!It's wearing red epaulettes!It is to surround us!Zydanok gave me a tug: "You're blind! That's a herd of horses!" Yes, it was my delusion.We lie down again.The day seemed endless.Suddenly, a jackal came running: it wanted to go back to its own den.We pushed the macaroni to the front and backed away ourselves, trying to lure it over, stab it, and eat it.However, it didn't eat the macaroni and ran away.On the other side of our small mound is a slope. Below the slope is a dried up alkaline land at the bottom of the lake. There is a yurt on the other side of the lake, and there is smoke rising from cooking. Six days and nights have passed.We have reached the limit: I had a hallucination just now, and I saw soldiers wearing red epaulets, and their tongues could not move properly.We rarely urinate and have blood in our stools.That does not work!Get water and food tonight, whatever it takes!We're going over there, into a yurt!If they refuse, take it by force.I remember an old fugitive, Grigory Kudela, told me an order: "Mah Majala!" It is time for me to give the order: "Mah Majla!" We approached the yurt quietly in the dark.There is a well next to it!But no buckets.Not far away was a hitch post, on which hung a saddled horse.From the crack of the door, you can see two Kazakhs in the yurt, a man and a woman, sitting by the oil lamp, and several children.We knocked on the door and went in.I exchanged greetings: "Salam!" However, there were stars in front of my eyes, and I was really worried that I would fall down.In the yurt there was a low round dining table (shorter than our modern tables).Around it were long wooden benches covered with large pieces of felt.There is also a big tin box. The Kazakh man muttered something, frowned and looked at us, looking very unhappy.I sat down in a dignified manner (and must save some effort) and put my briefcase on the table. "I am the captain of the geological survey team, and he is my driver. Our car is parked on the grassland, five or six kilometers away from here, and there are a few people there. The radiator of the car leaked, and the water leaked out. We ourselves did it for three days. I haven't eaten, and I'm very hungry. Grandpa, give us something to eat and drink! Besides, what do you think we should do? I need some advice from you." However, the Kazakhs just squinted their eyes and did not take out their food and drink.he asked: "Captain Takata (surname)?" I was all prepared at first, but now my head is buzzing, and I forgot all about it.I answer: "Ivanov (of course, how stupid!). Then, sir, sell us something!" "No. Go find another neighbor! "Is it far?" "two kilometers" While I was talking solemnly, Kolya couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed a piece of cake from the plate on the table and started chewing, but he couldn't seem to swallow it.At this time, the Kazakh suddenly picked up the whip (it was a short whip with a long leather thong) and raised it towards Zhdanok.I stood up and said, "Oh, you people! Is this your hospitality? But the Kazakhs poked Zydanok in the back with a whip and drove him out. At this time I issued a commanded: "Mahmajla! "He took out the knife and said to the Kazakh: "Go to the corner! Lie down!" The Kazakh hid behind a tent.I followed closely: I am afraid that he has a shotgun there, in case he shoots!But he fell down on the wooden bed with a thud, crying out: "Take it all! I won't say anything!" what!You are a dog!Why should I take "all" away?Why did you refuse to give me even a little thing at first? I ordered Kolya: "Search!" I stood at the door with a knife.Kazakh women screamed and children cried. "Tell you women, don't bark! We don't kill. What we eat. Meat, Baal (is there any)?" "Iok (no)!" The Kazakh spread his hands. At this time, Kolya was searching in the yurt and found a large piece of cured mutton from a corner. "How can you lie?!" Kolya found another large basin, and in it was "Baur Saji" - a kind of pasta fried in oil.At this time, I understood: the bowl on the table is filled with kumiss!I and.Kolya drank it.Every time you take a sip, you feel that life is slowly being revived!What a drink!We were a little dizzy, but the drunkenness relieved us, as if we had strength.Kolya was overjoyed.He handed me the money.Twenty-eight rubles in total.There was more to him than that.We put the mutton in one pocket, and the baul saghi in another pocket with flatbread, sweets, and a square of stuffed pastry.Kolya found another large bowl of jerky.There are knives!We also need this.We try not to forget anything, two small wooden spoons, and salt.I take out a bag.He went back for a pail of water, a blanket, a spare pair of bridles, and a whip. (The Kazakh murmured, looking very dissatisfied: he still wants to chase us on horseback!) I said to the Kazakh: "Tell you, remember! You must learn to be polite to guests in the future! At first you have to give us a bowl of water and a dozen pieces of Baulsagu, and we will kowtow to thank you. We never bully good people! Finally, we must Tell you: lie down and don't move! There are more than two of us!" I left Kolya on guard at the gate, and I carried the rest of the game to the stakes.I should have hurried away, but I calculated calmly.I led the horse to the well and drank.The horse has work too: it has to walk all night with a heavy load on its back!Kolya and I both drank enough water at the well.At this time, a flock of geese ran over.Kolya had a penchant for poultry.He said, "Let's grab two! Break the neck!" "Too loud. Don't waste any more time." I lowered the stirrups and tightened the horse's girth.Zydanok put a blanket on the back of the saddle, stepped on the horse on a wooden derrick, and carried a bucket of water in his hand.I tied the two bags together, put them on the horse's back, and rode myself in the saddle.We watched the stars in the sky go east, so as to confuse the pursuers. The horse is very dissatisfied: there are two people riding on it, and it is not the owner.So it always wants to turn around and go home.However, I overpowered it.The horse walked briskly.I saw lights on one side.Let's go around.Kolya sang in my ear: The horse gallops across the grassland, breathing the free air, How wonderful!I am parallel, As long as there is a good horse to ride! "I saw his citizenship certificate!" said Kolya. "Then why didn't you take it? Citizenship certificates are always useful. Just lighten the cover from a distance." Along the way, we kept going without leaving our saddles and without stopping.Drink water every once in a while, and eat again after a while.The mood is totally different!It would be nice to go a little farther this night; Suddenly, we heard the cry of the crow.There was a big tide in front of my eyes.Go around?Too far away, too much time.Kolya went down and led the horse along a muddy embankment.coming.But, walking too hastily, the blanket disappeared.slipped off...we left a trail... This is very bad.There are many roads in all directions from Kazakhs.However, if the blanket is found, connect that point to the yurt.It will determine the direction we are going.Go back and look for it?No time.What's more, we will always know that we are going to flee north anyway. We dismounted for a rest.I took the rein of the horse.We ate and drank.Eat and drink constantly.There was only a little water in the bottom of the bucket, which surprised us all. The direction is due north.The horse can no longer run, but it can walk up to ten kilometers in an hour at a brisk walk.We have walked about 150 kilometers in the past six nights, and 70 kilometers in this night.If you don't take many detours, you should have reached the Irtysh River. It was almost dawn.But no shelter could be found.Let's move on.Walking at this time is already dangerous.We saw a deep sinking place, like a big pit.We led our horses down; we ate and drank again.Suddenly, I heard the rattling of a motorcycle nearby.not good!That is to say, there is a main road near here.It should be hidden somewhere more reliable.We climbed out and took a look.Not far away there is a deserted, uninhabited small village - "Aur".We went into the village and unloaded things from the horses in a shabby house with only three walls.Trap the horse's front legs and let it graze on its own. However, this day we could not sleep: the Kazakhs and the blankets made us leave a trail. it's dark.It has been seven days and nights.Horses graze in the distance.We went to lead the horse, but the horse jumped and broke free, not letting Li.Kolya grabbed hold of the horse's mane, and the horse dragged him along, quickly throwing him off.The horse broke free from the trip rope on its front legs and could no longer hold on to it now.We hunted him down for three full hours, exhausted; we drove him into the ruins, put him on a leash, and did nothing.We gritted our teeth, but we had no choice but to give it up.All we have left is the bridle and the whip. After we had something to eat and drank the remaining water, we carried our bags of dry food on our backs, picked up the empty water bucket, and walked forward.I have strength today. The next morning we had to hide in the bushes not far from the road.The place is not very nice and could be found.A carriage rumbled by.I couldn't sleep again that day. On the eighth night, we hit the road again.While walking, I suddenly felt that the ground under my feet seemed to be softer: this is plowed land.Let's move on.There are car lights on the road.beware! The crescent moon moves through the clouds.We went into another extinct "Aur" village.You can see lights in the village ahead.From there the breeze carried the song to our ears: "Boys, unload your steeds!  …" We hid our pockets in the ruins and headed for the village with buckets and briefcases.Tozo in the pocket.Approach the first house on the edge of the village.A little pig is grunting.if in Prairie meets it, hey! ...A boy on a bicycle came head-on. "I said, big brother, our car is over there, transporting food. Excuse me, Where can I get some water?Car radiator needs some water. " The water guy got out of the car, led us there, and pointed out to us.There is a big vat by the village, big Probably drinking water from livestock.We filled a bucket and walked away without drinking.wait lad When we were far away, we just sat down and drank, drank, and drank half of the barrel at once. (I'm very thirsty today, Because I was full. ) Already a little chilly.There is real grass under your feet!There must be a river nearby!should find to the river.Let's go forward.The grass grew taller and bushes appeared.willow!willow Usually grows near water.reed!Finally saw it! !This is probably from the Irtysh River A river branch.Ah, now you can go to the river to play in the water and wash your body.two meters high the reeds!The wild duck started from under its feet.What a spacious place!here we are nothing Lost! Only then do our stomachs show for the first time in eight days that they are is working normally.This is after eight days of inaction!what a pain Extremely!Probably this is what women look like when they are in labor... Then, we went back to the abandoned Aur.Light a fire among the ruins, The bacon was taken out and cooked.It stands to reason that time should be spent walking, however.really want eat.Always want to eat, always feel hungry.It is not convenient for us to eat and move.This It was with great satisfaction that I went to look for the Irtysh River.At this time, at the fork in the road, What hasn't happened in eight days happened: Kolya and I got into an argument - I said Should go to the right, he thought it should go to the left.I definitely felt that I should go to the right, but how could he Listen to nothing.Opinions are divided, which is dangerous for the Runners.on the run must have Someone has the final say, otherwise, it will suffer.I went decisively to the right to show that I stood by my opinion.I walked about a hundred meters without hearing footsteps behind me.I was very sad.We cannot be separated!I sat down by the haystack and looked back... Kolya came!I hugged him.We walked forward side by side again, as if nothing had happened. The bushes are growing and the air is getting cooler.We walked to a broken house.The beating of waves and the sound of gurgling water came from below, that is, the Irtysh River was breathing to us... Our joy is indescribable. We found a haystack by the river and climbed up.Hey, eagle dogs, where do you find us now?ah?我们这回可真要好好睡一觉了！ 我们……被枪声惊醒了！旁边就有狗叫声！ ... how?Is this the end?我们的自由就到此结束吗？ ... 我们紧抱在一起，屏住气息。一个人从草垛旁走过去。带着猎犬。是个猎人！……我们又睡着了，睡得很甜……整整睡了一天。我们就这样度过了逃跑后的第九个昼夜。 天一黑下来，我们便顺着河岸走去。我们是三昼夜前留下踪迹的。现在那群狗准是正在额尔齐斯河一带寻找。他们懂得我们定会朝着河流逃。因此，顺着河岸走很可能碰上埋伏。而且这样走起来也不方便，得绕过河曲、河弯、芦苇塘等等。必须弄到一只船！ 灯光。岸上有人家。船桨的声音。静下来了。我们等了很久灯光才熄灭。我们轻轻走下去。船！一双桨好好地摆着。Great! （船主人完全可能取下桨拿回家去的呀！）"再往前就出海了，苦恼就少了！"我亲爱的大自然啊！起初我轻轻地划，一点儿拍打水的声音也不敢出。划到河中流后就全力以赴了。 我们顺流而下。对面，从河曲处转出一艘轮船来，船上灯光通明。有多少灯啊！所有的窗户都亮着，整个轮船浸沉在跳舞的音乐声中。还可以看到幸福的自由乘客们在甲板上散步，在餐厅里进餐。他们并不意识到自己的幸福，甚至没有感觉到自己的自由。他们在船舱里该有多么舒适啊！ ... 我们这样往下游划了大约二十多公里。食物快吃完了。现在还是夜晚，应该乘机补充一些。有鸡叫声。我们把船靠了岸，悄悄朝鸡叫的方向走去。有一所小房。no dogs.一间牛棚。一条母牛和一只小牛犊。有鸡。日丹诺克很喜欢家禽。可是我说：咱们牵走牛犊吧。我们把牛犊的绳子解下来。日丹诺克牵着它朝岸边走去，我在后面认真地把足迹都弄掉，否则那群狗就会知道我们是沿河而下了。 小牛犊很听话地一直走到岸上，但是，它不想上船，身子向后坐，不往船上走。我们两人好容易才把它弄到船上，按倒了。日丹诺克坐在牛犊身上压着它，由我划船。我们本想离开河岸之后再杀它。但是，我们错了，不该载着活的走！小牛犊挣扎着要起来，它把日丹诺克翻倒在船上，两只前腿已经进水了！ 全舰紧急集合！日丹诺克拉住了小牛的后腿，我拉住了日丹诺克。我们全都偏向船的一边儿，水从船帮涌进来。可别淹死在额尔齐斯河里！好容易才把小牛拉回来。但是船里进了不少水，吃水很深。得把水淘出去。但在这之前应该先把牛宰掉。我拿起刀来，想把它后颈上的脖筋割断，我记得有那么一个地方是可以割断的。但是，我割的不对，或者因为刀子不快，没有割断。小牛浑身抖动，往外挣脱，它被彻底激怒了。可我也很生气。我又想割断它的喉管，又没有割成。小牛哞哞叫着，不住地踢跳，眼看就要跳出船去，或者要把我们淹死了！它要活！可是我们也要活呀！ ! 我不停地用刀捅它，可总是杀不死。小牛摇晃着，左右冲撞，这个没有理性的混蛋眼看要把船弄翻，把我们淹死了！因为它这么愚笨而顽固，我对它就像对一个最大的敌人那样真地产生了不共戴天似的仇恨。我开始怀着无比仇恨用刀子胡乱地往它身上扎、割、捅。它身上的血往外冒，溅到我们的身上。它大声哞叫，绝望地挣扎。日丹诺克压住它的头，船猛烈地摇晃，我不住手地用刀桶。可我从前是个连只小老鼠，连个小甲虫都不肯杀死的人呀！这时已顾不得怜悯了：现在是它死我活的问题！ 小牛终于不动了。我们赶紧淘出船里的水：用舀子，用罐子，两人一起忙。然后才往前划去。 水流把我们的船冲进一条河岔。眼前出现了一个小岛。我们该藏起来，因为天快亮了。我们把小船牢牢地隐藏在芦苇深处，把小牛和我们的全部财产都拖到岸上，用芦苇把船盖上。拖着牛腿把它拉上岸边的陡壁可真不是件容易事。岛上是齐腰高的青草和树林。神话般的境地！我们已经在沙漠、草原呆了好几年，简直忘记树林、青草、河流是个什么样子了…… Its daybreak.小牛的脸像是非常委屈。但是，多亏了它这个小兄弟我们如今可以在岛上生活了。我们用"卡秋莎"上的一段废锉把刀子磨了磨。我从来没给牲畜开过膛，现在也得学会。我把小牛的肚皮割开，扒开，取出内脏。在树林深处点起一堆火，煮起牛肉和燕麦片来。煮了满满一水桶。 宴席！主要的是心里坦然：我们在岛上，小岛把我们和恶人们隔开。人们中间也有善良的，但是逃跑者似乎很少遇见善人，全部十分凶恶。 天气晴朗，很热。今天不需要蜷缩在胡狼窝里了。草很密，绿油油的。那些每天践踏青草的人是木了解青草的价值的。他们不能理解，一下子扑到草地上把脸紧紧地贴在草上时的愉快心情。 我们在岛上慢步走了一会儿。这里有很多野蔷薇花丛。野浆果也熟了。我们不停地吃。然后又去喝肉汤。又煮牛肉。把牛腰子放在粥里煮。 心情很轻松。回顾我们走过的艰难路程，可以发现不少好笑的事。他们还在等着我们演出短小喜剧呢。不难想象他们会怎样破口大骂我们，怎样向上司汇报。一想到他们那种样子，就不由得要放声大笑！ ... 我们找了一棵大树，把树干的皮扒掉一大片，用烧红的铁丝往树上烫字："一九五O年十月，无事被判终身苦役的人们在奔向自由的途中曾于此稍憩。"就留下这踪迹吧！在这密林深处它不会对搜捕人员有所帮助、可是，总有一天人们会看到这些字的。 我们决定不急于离开这里。我们为之而逃跑的一切--自由！--现在我们已经有了。（即使我们到了鄂木斯克或莫斯科，自由大约不会比这更充分。）除了自由，这里还有温暖的阳光、清新的空气、翠绿的芳草和逍遥的闲暇。这里有足够的肉食。只是没有面包，就是缺少面包啊！ 这样，我们在小岛上住了将近一星期：从逃出后的第十昼夜到第十六昼夜的开头。我们在树林深处搭起了一个干草窝棚。不错，夜里窝棚里有些冷，但我们可以在白天补足睡眠。这些天一直是晴天。我们喝了很多水，努力像骆驼那样在体内储存一些水。我们无忧无虑地坐在草地上，透过树枝的空隙观赏着那边的，河岸上的生活：汽车奔驰，人们在割草。这已是在割第二茬草了。谁也不往我们这边望一眼。 忽然，白天，我们正在草丛里晒太阳打盹的时候，听到岛上有斧头砍树的声音。一抬头，看到一个人正在用斧头砍树枝，边砍边向我们这面移动。 半个月来，我的胡须已经很长了，没有东西可以用来刮脸。我的样子一定很可怕，像个典型的逃犯。可是日丹诺克却不长胡子，脸上光光的像个大孩子。因此，我就装作睡觉的样子，叫日丹诺克迎上前去，不等他说话，就向他借支烟抽，并且对他说；我们是从鄂木斯克来的旅游者，问问他是哪里的。如果发现不对头，我这里是准备好了的。 科利亚走过去同那个人谈起来。两人吸起烟来了。原来是个哈萨克人，左近农庄的。后来，我们看到他顺着岸边走去，上了船，连砍下的树枝也没拿，就划船走了。 What does it mean?是急着去报告看见我们了吗？ （也许，相反，他自己害怕了？怕我们去报告？因为随便砍伐森林也要判刑的呀！实际生活就是这样：大家互相害怕。）我问科利亚："你对他说我们是干什么的？""我说咱们是登山者呀！"真叫人哭笑不得！日丹诺克总是把事情弄乱。 "我不是说过，我们是旅游者吗！在这空旷的草原地带哪里会有什么登山者？！" 不行，不能留在岛上了！享福享到头了。我们立即把东西全搬到船上，启航了。虽然是白天，也得尽快离开这里。科利亚躺倒在船底，外面看不见他，远处看去船上只有我一个人。我尽力划，使船走在额尔齐斯河的中流。 一个问题是要买到面包。另一个问题是快到人多的地方了，我一定得刮刮脸。我们打算到达鄂木斯克市之后卖掉一套西装，过去几站再乘火车走。 傍晚前，我们看到一所浮标工住的小房。我们上岸了。屋里只有一个女人。她很害怕，有点不知所措："我这就去叫我男人来！"她说着就慌慌张张出去了。我跟在后面，盯着她。忽然，日丹诺克从小房那边不安地喊道："格奥尔吉！"（见你的鬼！你那舌头是怎么长的！不是商量好叫我维克托?亚历山德罗维奇吗！）我只好回到小房旁。这里已有两个人，其中一人端着猎枪。 "干什么的？" "旅游的。从鄂木斯克来。想买点吃的。"我为了驱散他们的怀疑，接着说："咱们进屋去谈吧，为什么这么不热情呢？" 这么一说，他们果然有些缓和了： "我们这里什么也没有。或许农庄里会有吧。往下游去，两公里远。" 我们回到船上，又往下游走了二十公里。月色清明。我们爬上陡岸，看见一所小房。屋里没有灯光。我们敲敲门。一个哈萨克人开门出来。这是第一个同意卖给我们半个圆面包和四分之一口袋土豆的人。我们买了他一根针和一点线（这大概是我们不够谨慎之处）。我们向他要了刮脸刀，但是刀片不快，刮不掉，这个哈萨克人没有胡子。这是我们遇到的第一个好人。我们尝到了一点甜头，便又问：能不能卖一点鱼给我们。哈萨克人的妻子走出去，拿了两条鱼来，她把鱼递给我们时，我听到她说："勿需钱！"这可是喜出望外了，不需给钱，白送给我们！这两个人可真是好人！我就接过鱼往口袋里装。可是哈萨克人却把鱼往回拉。"她说的五许钱，就是五个卢布的意思！"男主人解释说。噢，原来是这么回事！不，我们不要，太贵。 夜里还剩下一点时间，我们继续往前航行。次日，第十七天，我们把船藏在树丛里，自己找个草垛睡觉。第十八、十九两天也是这么度过的。尽量避开人。我们什么都有：水、火、肉、土豆、盐、水桶。陡峭的右岸上是一片针叶林，左岸是草地，有很多干草垛。白天，我们藏在树从里点起火来，煮马铃薯肉汤吃、睡觉。 但是，快到鄂木斯克了，总得出去见人啊，也就是说，需要一把刮脸刀。简直是束手无策了：没有刮脸刀和剪子怎么能去掉这把胡子呢？一点办法也没有！难道一根一根地拔？ 月光下，我们看到岸上有个小土岗。我想：这是不是古代的边防哨所？也许是叶尔马克"时代留下的吧？我们上岸去想看个究竟。面前这座由土坯房组成的神秘死城在月光下显得十分阴森可怕。大概它也是三十年代初期造成的吧……烧光了能烧的一切，推倒了土坯墙，人们被绑在马尾巴上拖走了……反正外国旅游者是不会到这里来的…… 两个星期以来一场雨也没有下过。但是，夜里已经相当冷了。为了赶路，大部时间由我划船。日丹诺克坐在船尾闲着，更觉得冷。到了第二十天的晚上，日丹诺克便开始要求点个火堆，喝点开水暖暖身子。我让他来划船，但是他冷得直打战，一个劲儿地要求点火堆。 作为一起逃跑的同志，我无法拒绝他的这个要求，但科利亚自己应该懂得这有多么危险，应该放弃这一要求。但是，日丹诺克有个弱点，他不善于克制自己的欲望，就像那次从桌上抓起一块饼吃或者受到家禽的诱惑时那样。 他一直在打战，不住口地要求点个火堆。要知道，额尔齐斯河流域一带到处都在警惕地等待着我们的出现呢！其实，我们直到今天还一次也没有遇到过搜捕小队，他们居然没有在月夜的额尔齐斯河中流发现我们，没有拦住我们，这倒是很奇怪的。 这时，我们看见高高的河岸上有一处灯光。这回科利亚不要求点火了，而是要求到人家里去暖和暖和。这更加危险。不应该同意。我们忍受了那么多痛苦，走过了那么艰难的道路，为什么呀？但是，我怎么能拒绝他呢，他是不是病了？他又克制不住自己，不放弃这一要求。 小屋里一盏油灯，一对哈萨克人老夫妇睡在地板上。他们吃了一惊，立即跳起来。我解释说： "我们这位同志病了，想借您个地方暖和暖和。我们是出差的，出来采办粮食，坐船从对岸过来的。" 哈萨克老人说："那就躺下休息吧！"科利亚一头躺到一块大毛毡上。我也装作躺在一边的样子。这是我们逃跑以来住进的第一间屋子，但是我却好像躺在火盆里似的；不但睡不着，而且躺不住。现在像是我们自己把自己出卖了，自己心甘情愿地走进了陷阱。 哈萨克老人出去了，他只穿了一件内衣（如果不是这样，我一定会跟出去的）。可是，好半天不见他回来。我侧耳一听，门外有人用哈萨克语在小声说话。是两个年轻人。"你们是作什么的？管理浮标的吗？"我从屋里首先向他们发问了。 "不是。我们是共和国第一个国营牧场--一阿拜国营牧场的。" 我们找的这个地方可真是最糟糕的了！凡是国营农场所在地，都有苏维埃政权机关，有民警。这是共和国第一个国营牧场，那就是说，是个培养重点，更是积极…… 我握了握科利亚的手，小声说："我上船去，你随后赶来，拿着公事包。"然后又大声对他说："咱们不该把吃的东西都留在岸上。"我走到外间，一推门，门反锁着。这就清楚了。我返回屋里，急急地扯了科利亚一把，又回到外间门前。门做得不很地道，有一块板子底下短一点，我从这里伸出手去，用力往前伸着摸……原来外面是用一根木棍子把门顶住的。我把它推倒了。 我出来急忙奔向河岸。船还在原处。我站在明亮的月光下等待科利亚。可是，不见科利亚跟上来。唉呀，真是害人！那就是说，他没有毅力立即站起来，想多暖和一步钟。也许是把他抓住了。应该去救他出来。 我又爬上陡岸。迎面走来四个人，其中有日丹诺克。四个人靠得很近。（或者是人们在抓着他？）日丹诺克喊道："格奥尔吉！（看，他又喊"格奥尔吉"！）快过来吧！他们要看咱们的证件！"我本来叫他把公事包拿着的，可是他空着手。 我走到近前。新来的哈萨克人用蹩脚俄语问道： "你们的证件呢？" "您是什么人？"我尽量镇定自若地反问他。 "我是管理员。" "噢，好啊，"我用称赞的口吻说，"咱们一起回去吧。证件是随时都可以检查的。在那儿，在屋里。屋里不也亮些吗？"我们一起回到屋里。 我从地板上慢慢拿起公事包来，走近油灯，心里盘算着怎样打倒他们，怎样跑出去，同时嘴里自言自语地说："证件嘛，随时都准备着，请检查吧。检查证件嘛，该检查谁就检查谁。提高点警惕总是好的嘛。我们粮食来办处里就发生过一桩事……"我已经在拉公事包的拉锁，就要打开立了。他们凑在我的身旁。我用肩膀猛地朝管理员一靠，他撞在老头子身上，两个人都倒了。我反手就给另一个年轻人一拳。叫声！喊声！我说一声"玛赫玛杰拉！"，拿起皮包就冲出了内屋、冲到外屋门口。这时我听到科利亚从门过道喊道："格奥尔吉！抓住我啦！"回头一看，只见他把住门框不放，哈萨克人正在往里拖他。我拉了他的手一把，没拉出来。于是我蹬住门框，猛地用力一扯，把科利亚的身子一下子拉到我的身后去，可我自己却因用力太猛倒下了。立即有两个人扑到我身上。我自己也不知道怎么从他俩的身体下面跳起来的。我们宝贵的手提包只好留在那里了。我直奔岸边石崖，连跑带跳！后面的人用俄语叫喊："用斧头砍他！用斧头！"看样子是在吓唬人，不然他们就说哈萨克语了。我感到他们的手就要抓到我了。我跌跌撞撞地往前跑，跳下石崖！科利亚已经跑到船旁了。我对他喊道："把船推进河！你快上去！"幸亏他们没有枪。我跳进水里，水没了膝盖，我追上船，跳上去。哈萨克人不敢下水，他们在岸边跑，一面喊着："追呀，追！"我对他们喊："怎么？你们这些混蛋，抓到了吗？" 幸亏他们没有枪。我顺流划去。他们大声喊叫着在岸上跑，但不远就有一个小河弯挡住了他们的去路。我脱下两条裤子（一条海军裤和一条西装裤），把水拧干。冻得我浑身打战。 "哼！科利亚！你这回暖和过来了吧？"科利亚一声不吭…… 很明显，必须离开额尔齐斯河。应该在黎明前上岸，尽快搭顺路汽车赶到鄂木斯克。好在已经不远了。 "卡秋莎"和盐都在手提包里。到哪里去弄刮脸刀呢，更不用说要把衣服晒干了？眼前岸边有一只小船，一间小房。看样子像是浮标工住的。我们上了岸，叫门。里面并不点灯。一个粗声粗气的男人声音："难呀？" "让我们进去暖和暖和吧！船翻啦，差一点淹死！"里面的人磨蹭了好久，终于把门打开了。在昏暗的门过道一个粗壮的老头子倚在门旁，是个俄罗斯人，双手举着斧头照准我们。谁敢进去，他会一斧头劈下来的！我急忙对他解释： 一您别害怕，我们是从鄂木斯克来的。是出差回来的。刚到阿拜国营牧场去过。我们本想坐小船到下游去一趟，可从您这里往上游去不远有个浅滩，还有人下了鱼网，我们没弄好，把船搞翻了。 " 老头子还是半信半疑地看着我们，并不放下斧头。我好像在什么地方见过他！在什么画上？他像是个壮士歌里的老汉，白发苍苍。他终于答话了： "那么说，你们是往日列坚卡去？" Great.这样我们就知道这里是什么地方了。 "是啊，去日列坚卡。可主要的是把皮包掉在水里了，里面有一百五十卢布。我们在国营牧场买了肉。现在也顾不得那些肉了，您想不想把我们的肉买下来？" 日丹诺克去取肉。老头子把我放进里屋。屋里有一盏煤油灯，墙上挂着猎枪。 "现在该看看你们的证件了。"