Fighting Without a War: An Account of Military Intervention in North RussiaAlbertson, Ralph
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Fighting Without a War: An Account of Military Intervention in North Russia
Albertson, Ralph
World War, 1914-1918 -- Soviet Union
A friend of mine was walking unarmed on a lonely road near the front one
day when a Bolshevik soldier came out of the woods and made a friendly
approach. He asked my friend if it was safe to go in and give himself
up as a prisoner and was assured that it was. They went in together,
the guard at the barricade took charge of the prisoner, taking him to
headquarters. Ten days later my friend learned that this prisoner had
been shot, and the only reason given was that he had refused to give
certain desired information as to the enemy. I have heard an officer
tell his men repeatedly to take no prisoners, to kill them even if they
came in unarmed, and I have been told by the men themselves of many
cases when this was done.
I saw a disarmed Bolshevik prisoner, who was making no attempt to escape
and no trouble of any kind, and who was alone in charge of three armed
soldiers, shot down in cold blood. The official whitewash on this case
was that he was trying to escape. I have heard of many other cases of
the shooting of Bolshevik prisoners. At one time this had become so
common that the Officer Commanding troops issued and had posted up an
order forbidding it and calling attention to the fact that there were
many Bolshevik soldiers who wanted to come over and give themselves up
but feared to do so because they had heard about our shooting prisoners,
and warning our men that the Bolsheviki might retaliate by shooting our
men whom they held as prisoners. I have seen at various times many
prisoners brought in, but I have never yet seen one that was not robbed.
The plunder belonged to the captor or the robber. We got as high as
three thousand roubles off of some of them. Their boots and belt
buckles were especially prized trophies. I have known cases where the
captor was generous and left the prisoner some small thing, but it was
only to have some other soldier take it away from him later.
We used gas shells on the Bolsheviki, but that I understand is no longer
an atrocity. We fixed all the devil-traps we could think of for them
when we evacuated villages. Once we shot more than thirty prisoners in
our determination to punish three murderers. And when we caught the
Commissar of Borok, a sergeant tells me we left his body in the street,
stripped, with sixteen bayonet wounds. We surprised Borok, and the
Commissar, a civilian, did not have time to arm himself. The sergeant
was quite exultant over it. He killed Bolsheviki because they were
barbarians and cruel. This was the only thing his government had ever
told him as to why they should be killed. And the only safe way to
fight barbarians is with their own methods.
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