Biography of Evgeny Rudnev

I moved to Moscow in the year. She lived in the village of Saltykovka, Moscow Region, in the city of Babushkin now within Moscow. She graduated from 3 courses of the Faculty of Mechanics and Mathematics of Moscow State University in the year. She was engaged in astronomy. Since October, in the ranks of the Red Army, she graduated from the school of aviation navigators. Since May, in the army.

She was the navigator of the crew, squadron, regiment. She fought in the Transcaucasian, North-Caucasian, 4th Ukrainian fronts. She participated in battles in the North Caucasus, Taman and Kerch peninsulas. The navigator of the Guards Night Bombing Aviation Regiment I am a night bomber aircraft division, the 4th Air Army, the 4th Ukrainian Front of the Guard, Senior Lieutenant E.

Rudnev, made combat night flights to destroy crossings, railway echelons, manpower and enemy equipment. On the night of April 9, she died when performing a combat mission north of the city of Kerch of the Crimean region of Ukraine. Buried in the city of Kerch. The monument to E. I want to devote my life to science, and I will do it ... But I am a Komsomol member, and the common thing for me is more expensive than my personal, that’s how I consider my profession, and if the party ...

this requires, I will forget the astronomy for a long time, I will become a fighter, a orderly. ” She and Mechanico - the Faculty of Mathematics of Moscow University only then went to be an astronomer. But in the alarming pre -war months, Zhenya had time for military business: she diligently threw grenades, handed over the standards for shooting from the Maxim machine gun.

In June, she switched to the 4th year. Zhenya studied with enthusiasm, participated in scientific societies, wrote articles on astronomy. A talented student was predicted by the future of the scientist. Zhenya ... tightly a light braid around the head, a thin, almost children's neck, a delicate face with a slight fluff on the skin, soft slow movements. And in the eyes, large gray-blue eyes, mind and spiritual purity glowed.

She could be called the "Turgenev girl." Why did this girl, completely “non -united”, become a hero? Where did she find the strength in herself in order to endure the hardships of the front -line life, look into the eyes of death and perform exploits? From the age of 13, Zhenya kept a diary. Even very brief and fragmentary excerpts from this diary will talk about how diverse her interests were, how tortured and persistent was Zhenya back in the school years, how she raised in herself high mental qualities and consciousness of the Komsomol member, a real patriote.

My marks are the same as for the first quarter: physical education is “good”, the rest are “excellent”. In physical education, the mark is incorrect - I do not know how to jump. And in geography too. I didn’t ask for the whole quarter, but I put it “excellent” ... I was awarded a diploma of the second year of the five -year plan on the matinee. And in the evening we performed in the Selufne village of Black with the play “May Night, or the drowned” of Gogol ...

”The wife is 15 years old:“ The more you study chemistry, the more you understand the chemical processes, the more you meet them at every step. Once I had a lot of free time, and I decided to look around me and write down everything that was somehow connected with chemistry. A feather, ink, a notebook - these were the first objects, then again, more and more.

I wrote for more than an hour, and the description did not move beyond the items of the desk ... Finally, I was deadly tired of it. I went to thethery, but with another intention: to escape from chemistry in reading. I hopefully took my beloved poet Nekrasov, but - Oh, horror! I really love our Komsomol group. True, most of our Komsomol members are students of grade, I know them little, but they are all so practical, combat, funny, friendly: we, nine -graders, have something to learn from them ...

”The wife of 16 years old:“ On January 4, I watched “Romeo and Juliet” and Lida. Juliet is lovely. Romeo is also, but still it is not clear to me: is the power of love so great that it turns even brave men into rags? Lida agrees with me that you need to experience everything yourself in order to understand it properly. Offended, we left. And when there was a meeting of the judicial board, everyone attacked the chief judge, now - cheers!

But I am a happy captain: I have such quick dressers in my team? I traded with Frumkin for half an hour, I will write a note or article. This is not worthy of the Komsomol member. I really love the violin - the most musical instruments ... Music is drowning to dreams ... ... the tenth hour. The steamer leaves soon. We sit on the upper deck and say goodbye to the bitter.

Here he lies on the hill, above the river, shining by night lights. I do not want to talk about simple and ordinary. We dream and ... we are afraid to dream. But dream so good! After all, if there were no dreams of a person, life would be boring ... So I look at the starry sky, at Orion, Sirius and dream of how I will be an astronomer, how I will study their spectra, I see myself in the observatory ...

but in fact? After all, how much more should I study! But now I am looking at the sky, like my future property ... ... I was in the reading room, fulfilled my desire: I read Heine in the original. What the charm of his poem!And reading it in Russian is completely to no avail. Indeed, in the poem, the form matters, incomparable with the meaning of the form in prose ...

Read Heine in Russian is no better than Pushkin in German. And again, I have accumulated the darkness of unresolved issues. For example, what is a feeling? Without hesitation, I would answer: an understanding of irritation. So, consciousness? Strange, even somewhat sharply. I can’t master Engels yet. I do not know the difference between active and reactive turbines, I still do not know much.

How I lack the leader - an encyclopedist! Even an all -knowing engineer from the “mysterious island”, I would hardly have been satisfied. Or maybe it’s good that there is no such person? Will - you will turn to books. But this, however, is not too easy. Although why should I make it easy? It would be uninteresting to live. And life and interesting! I signed up for the collective of observers.

There is a wonderful library. My eyes scattered when I saw so many books on astronomy. It was December 10. Sunny department meeting. The report was made by Professor Baev.

I seem to be especially sympathizing with the sun. But, if I am not mistaken, the “young-peasant-up” says approximately the following: “Although Alexei’s heart was already busy, the young beauty had all the rights to him.” Beauty Moon is Lisa - Akulina. The day after tomorrow I’ll go to the meeting of the lunar department ... ”A year of my wife is 17 years old:“ Yesterday I gave myself a promise: never engage in things related to philosophy, but be sure to study everything that is on this issue.

Far from Lenin in October. When you look at this picture, you cannot be indifferent: you look at the screen, but you think about yourself. Oh, I know very well what I live for! I know: an hour will come, I can die for the work of my people as they died, unknown heroes from this wonderful film. I want to devote my life to science, and I will do this: all the conditions created Soviet power so that everyone could fulfill their dream, no matter how bold it is.

But I am a Komsomol member, and the common thing is more expensive for me than my personal case, this is how I consider my profession, and if the party, the working class demand this, I will forget astronomy for a long time, I will become a fighter, a orderly, an anti -chemist. I re -read the novel, found a lot of new things in it and, probably, I will re -read more than once ...

I especially impressed me with the scene of the murder of Vali Bruzzhak and her comrades: “Comrades, remember, I have to die well” ... ... I was at Moscow State University. Probably, the road lies there. Strange: I imagine myself as a student of various universities and I don’t see anything special about it, but when I think that I am! Tomorrow I will listen to the lecture "Education of the will" with Ida and Lida in the Lenin audience.

I have now set a strict mode: I get up at 6 in the morning, I do the charging in, I dousing me carefully with cold water, I go to bed at 11 o’clock in the evening, I make cold wiping at night. We arrived, but I had to shoot from a light machine gun, I held it all the time in my arms; Of course, out of 25 cartridges, not one was at the target, and my fascist remained unharmed. This is very regrettable.

I decided to better study Maxim and be sure to hand over the norms.