Chapter 1
December 12, 1918 - Kiev
Koni versty rvuť nametom,
Nam svoboda doroha,
Čerez proriz kulemeta
Ja šukaju v stepu voroha.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
Zustričaly vohnem kindžaľnym,
Jak bližče pidpušču.
Ničogo v boju ne škoda meni,
Ni pro ščo ja sumuju.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
Tiľky radiju zabijnoji
Syli moho družka.
Bačiti ja možu spokijno
Tiľky mertvoho voroha.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
The music played on the lines of the Black Army, while Makhno and Vynnychenko negotiated in Kiev, with the creation of the Ukrainian directory, negotiations for an armistice between the Black Army and the forces of the People's Republic of Ukraine.
"Unlike you, i have an army at your door ready to free the people of Ukraine, the whites are focused on the bolsheviks and you are alone, deliver the territory soon and save more lives, you and the rest of the directory are also welcome to our free territory if this be your wish." Exclaims Makhno to Vynnychenko.
Vynnychenko really does not have many options, much less some army capable of defending the lands controlled by the Republic. After a few hours of debates among the belligerents, the People's Republic of Ukraine officially surrenders to the Revolutionary Insurrectionary Army of Ukraine.
Vynnychenko then sighs, and ask Makhno "Will you take good care of it?"
"Yes, the people of Ukraine will be free by right, not because some authority wants it or not." Makhno replies.
Makhno then returns to his army on the outskirts of Kiev and says to his partner Simon Karetnik.
"We got the agreement, Ukraine is free!" Implies Makhno.
"Does that mean we're going to take a walk in ukrainian cities now?" Karetnik asks as he prepares the orders for the army.
"Yes, free the cities and warn the people of their liberation, i will go back to Huliaipole and check the situation with the damn whites in Donbass, if possible i will move the operational center of the army to Kiev, far from a possible attack of the whites, easier to coordinate like this." Makhno says with a serious tone, he knows that the defeat on the Battle for the Donbass put the center of his army at great risk.
"If this is it, i have a job to do and workers to free, goodbye, we'll see each other later" says Karetnik as he passes the orders to his army and begins his march through Ukraine.
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December 17, 1918 - Zhytomyr
Troops marched through the city, as a message echoed loudly from those who commanded the troops.
"Workers, your city is for the present occupied by the Revolutionary Insurrectionary Army. This army does not serve any political party, any power, any dictatorship. On the contrary, it seeks to free the region of all political power, of all dictatorship. It strives to protect the freedom of action, the free life of the workers, against all exploitation and domination. The Makhnovist Army does not, therefore, represent any authority. It will not subject anyone to any obligation whatsoever. Its role is confined to defending the freedom of the workers. The freedom of the peasants and the workers belong to themselves, and should not suffer any restriction."
The population of Zhytomyr has graced the armies, although much of the population does not follow anarchy as a political ideology, it is better to live on its own than in the hands of powerful men, puppets of foreign empires. But a special person would be marked by that message. It was a young man of 23 years, his name, Kvitya Sontsyia.
The boy from childhood had a certain attachment to the ideology of anarchism, but after spending two years struggling on the eastern front, being lucky enough to not be just one more in million of russian soldiers killed, the boy from an poor peasant family saw with disgust the establishment of Hetmanate by the germans.
Seeing that Makhno's forces, which he had already enjoyed a long time ago, had liberated his city, he almost instantly tried to contact Karetnik.
"Sir Karetnik, Sir!" screams incessantly Kvitya.
Karetnik then has his attention distracted by the young man, looks at him, and then asks "What do you want boy?".
"So, sir, i'd like to ask you to join forces if it was not t-" Kvitya is cut off in the middle of the speech.
"But of course we are always open for new recruits, get on the horse, i'll give you a ride until we go back to Kiev and see how you can be useful, you have the face of have experience on the front for your age" Karetnik says with great enthusiasm.
"Thank you, and yes, i fought against the Germans from 1916 until the end of the war, i was Shtabs-Kapitan, and i served under Brusilov." explains Kvitya with shining eyes as he rides the horse.
The two would spend the rest of the trip talking on the horse as they drove from town to town.
Koni versty rvuť nametom,
Nam svoboda doroha,
Čerez proriz kulemeta
Ja šukaju v stepu voroha.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
Zustričaly vohnem kindžaľnym,
Jak bližče pidpušču.
Ničogo v boju ne škoda meni,
Ni pro ščo ja sumuju.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
Tiľky radiju zabijnoji
Syli moho družka.
Bačiti ja možu spokijno
Tiľky mertvoho voroha.
Anarchija-mama syniv svojich ljubiť,
Anarchija-mama ne prodasť,
Svincevym doščem voroha priholubyť,
Anarchija-mama za nas!
The music played on the lines of the Black Army, while Makhno and Vynnychenko negotiated in Kiev, with the creation of the Ukrainian directory, negotiations for an armistice between the Black Army and the forces of the People's Republic of Ukraine.
"Unlike you, i have an army at your door ready to free the people of Ukraine, the whites are focused on the bolsheviks and you are alone, deliver the territory soon and save more lives, you and the rest of the directory are also welcome to our free territory if this be your wish." Exclaims Makhno to Vynnychenko.
Vynnychenko really does not have many options, much less some army capable of defending the lands controlled by the Republic. After a few hours of debates among the belligerents, the People's Republic of Ukraine officially surrenders to the Revolutionary Insurrectionary Army of Ukraine.
Vynnychenko then sighs, and ask Makhno "Will you take good care of it?"
"Yes, the people of Ukraine will be free by right, not because some authority wants it or not." Makhno replies.
Makhno then returns to his army on the outskirts of Kiev and says to his partner Simon Karetnik.
"We got the agreement, Ukraine is free!" Implies Makhno.
"Does that mean we're going to take a walk in ukrainian cities now?" Karetnik asks as he prepares the orders for the army.
"Yes, free the cities and warn the people of their liberation, i will go back to Huliaipole and check the situation with the damn whites in Donbass, if possible i will move the operational center of the army to Kiev, far from a possible attack of the whites, easier to coordinate like this." Makhno says with a serious tone, he knows that the defeat on the Battle for the Donbass put the center of his army at great risk.
"If this is it, i have a job to do and workers to free, goodbye, we'll see each other later" says Karetnik as he passes the orders to his army and begins his march through Ukraine.
-------------------------
December 17, 1918 - Zhytomyr
Troops marched through the city, as a message echoed loudly from those who commanded the troops.
"Workers, your city is for the present occupied by the Revolutionary Insurrectionary Army. This army does not serve any political party, any power, any dictatorship. On the contrary, it seeks to free the region of all political power, of all dictatorship. It strives to protect the freedom of action, the free life of the workers, against all exploitation and domination. The Makhnovist Army does not, therefore, represent any authority. It will not subject anyone to any obligation whatsoever. Its role is confined to defending the freedom of the workers. The freedom of the peasants and the workers belong to themselves, and should not suffer any restriction."
The population of Zhytomyr has graced the armies, although much of the population does not follow anarchy as a political ideology, it is better to live on its own than in the hands of powerful men, puppets of foreign empires. But a special person would be marked by that message. It was a young man of 23 years, his name, Kvitya Sontsyia.
The boy from childhood had a certain attachment to the ideology of anarchism, but after spending two years struggling on the eastern front, being lucky enough to not be just one more in million of russian soldiers killed, the boy from an poor peasant family saw with disgust the establishment of Hetmanate by the germans.
Seeing that Makhno's forces, which he had already enjoyed a long time ago, had liberated his city, he almost instantly tried to contact Karetnik.
"Sir Karetnik, Sir!" screams incessantly Kvitya.
Karetnik then has his attention distracted by the young man, looks at him, and then asks "What do you want boy?".
"So, sir, i'd like to ask you to join forces if it was not t-" Kvitya is cut off in the middle of the speech.
"But of course we are always open for new recruits, get on the horse, i'll give you a ride until we go back to Kiev and see how you can be useful, you have the face of have experience on the front for your age" Karetnik says with great enthusiasm.
"Thank you, and yes, i fought against the Germans from 1916 until the end of the war, i was Shtabs-Kapitan, and i served under Brusilov." explains Kvitya with shining eyes as he rides the horse.
The two would spend the rest of the trip talking on the horse as they drove from town to town.