Marshal Konstantin Rokossovsky ⭐
I assume this is from the battle of Moscow 1941. Correct me if wrong, please
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Marshal Konstantin Rokossovsky ⭐
I assume this is from the battle of Moscow 1941. Correct me if wrong, please
Red Army Field Marshal K.K Rokossovsky, colourized by me.
I have mixed feelings about this 💔
The kind of genius friend I have..(cont.)
(previous post here)
Friend: Hey!
Me: *jump*
Friend: You know Fedor is actually a Russian name? It is a Greek-Russian orthodox name, for example, the famous writer FEDOR DOSTOIEVSKI.
Me: *remember* Oh yeah, Fedi's mother is a Russian aristocrat...
Friend: ... meaning Fedor von Bock at least comprehends Russian. What vulgarities of revenge, humiliation and torture the Red Army soldiers must've spewed in front of this captured Wehrmacht field marshal, not knowing that Fedor understands everything they say among themselves. A void opens up in his stomach. He tries not to tremble.
They're saying, hand Fedor von Bock to Lavrentiy Beria, head of NKVD! For once Stalin's slow executioner is going to have a field day breaking this Nazi's frail frame, when Rokossovsky intervened.
Imagine this-
Me- *scream* OMG OMEGAVERSE AGAIN?
Konstantin Rokossovsky- *to his subordinates* I heard our famed enemy does not fold under any pressure, so ditch your lunatic ideas of involving NKVD. Fedor von Bock the Holy Fire is going to lunge at our comrades whatever chance he gets, to hurt and kill, and expects to be killed. Guard him carefully, no knives, no weapons, no suicide tools. I am going to search his person myself. Off to your duties.
*soldiers exit*.
Fedor von Bock- *remains silent*
Rokossovsky- ... *touches* What kind of iron will allows this field marshal to conceal his delicate omega body for so long, especially on the battlefield?
Von Bock- Speak your own language. Your broken German is an affront to humanity and our Führer.
Rokossovsky- *Annoyed at this deliberate mention of Hitler, wraps his hand around Fedor's thin neck, enough to choke*. You'd be an even greater affront to your "Führer" if I put you in heat, and the infant in your body has the hot blood of a Communist coursing through their veins.
HOW CAN SHE DO THIS TO ME?? I HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR ENEMY SHIPS! (ie- Montgomery x Rommel)
Friend- But the Red Army guys are the biggest chads!
Me- Don't ask a fanfic from me, I can't write fics....
Friend- And I don't speak English.
Me- *TOTALLY DIE*
Rokossovsky, Marshal of the Soviet Union and Poland, one of the most famous commanders of World War II. He holds the marshal's scepter in his right hand, and the Polish white eagle rests on his left hand.
Zhukov & Rokossovsky with Montgomery - Berlin, 1945
Everyone on the right side of the photograph managed to escape having their asses shot by Stalin.
قائد الجبهة البيلوروسية الثانية أثناء الحرب العالمية الثانية، ك. ك. روكوسوفسكي K. K. Rokossovsky، يستعد للطيران على متن بالون، اتحاد الجمهوريات السوفياتية، عام 1945.
Lowkey shipping Roko with the protagonist from part three of my trilogy but I'm not including that anyway
K. K. Rokossovsky, G. K. Zhukov and I.S. Konev.