Kurchenko hope - stewardess my clear star - a song. Post in memory of the Soviet stewardess Nadezhda Kurchenko, who died in the sky from a bullet of terrorists In memory of Nadezhda Kurchenko

A feat is a heroic deed,
made in difficult circumstances

On October 15, 1970, taking off from the Batumi airport, the AN-24 aircraft (flight 244) with 46 passengers on board was supposed to land in Krasnodar. A few minutes after takeoff at an altitude of 800 meters, two passengers called the flight attendant Nadezhda Kurchenko and handed over a note to the pilots demanding to change the route and fly to Turkey.

Shot from the movie "Applicant"

Monument to Nadezhda Kurchenko in Sukhumi

The appearance was clear! The Ana flight was a regular one.
The stewardess was so bright and sweet
Because the flight was simple and familiar,
And Nadia did not think that trouble would break out!
The plane suddenly suddenly deviated from the course,
Communication with the Earth was interrupted!
Not a single person on earth thought
That Nadia died, but did not give up to scoundrels!
...Nadya was summoned by the man in the first chair
And he ordered the commander to hand over the letter.
The stewardess looked at him carefully.
And suddenly he realized: "She can get in the way!"
He rushed after her, Nadya said harshly:
"Citizen! You come back, you can't come here!"
He took out a revolver and she screamed,
Opening the cabin door: "Attack, friends!"
A shot rang out. Nadia staggered, but got up,
Clinging to the door, shielding friends.
But the bandit, having gone berserk, gave the second, you fell.
So Nadezhda died at the hands of the executioners!
And in the morning the whole country knew about Nadia.
And how our plane was hijacked to Turkey!
Crew, passengers stewardess saved!
And she was killed without completing the flight!
Although I did not fly on her plane,
But soul and heart you became dear to me.
Blocking the way to the cockpit for the bandits,
You gave your life for our Motherland!
And a plane named after her flies,
And with a color photograph where she died!
And the most different people will see Hope,
And the greatness of the feat will always be remembered!
Tatyana Smirnova

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Nadezhda Vladimirovna Kurchenko (1950-1970) - flight attendant of the Sukhumi aviation detachment. Died (killed) while trying to prevent terrorists from hijacking the plane.
Awarded the Order of the Red Banner (posthumously).

She was born on December 29, 1950 in the village of Novopoltava, Klyuchevsky District, Altai Territory. She graduated from a boarding school (where a monument was erected to her after her death) in the village of Ponino, Glazovsky District, Udmurt ASSR. Since December 1968, she worked as a flight attendant for the Sukhumi squadron.

She was killed by Pranas Brazinskas on October 15, 1970, trying to prevent him and his 15-year-old son Algirdas from hijacking an An-24 aircraft (USSR-46256 board), flying flight No. 244 Batumi - Sukhumi - Krasnodar. Exactly three months later, Nadezhda was supposed to have a wedding.

Memory

Streets in a number of cities on the territory of the former USSR are named after Nadezhda Kurchenko.
The name of Nadezhda Kurchenko was given to one of the peaks of the Gissar Range, a tanker of the Russian fleet and an asteroid.
In the village of Novopoltava in the Altai Territory, next to the school, which was named after Nadezhda Kurchenko, a monument was erected in her honor. The museum of Nadezhda Kurchenko was created at the school.
Since 1982, in Glazov, annually, in October, a run in memory of Nadezhda Kurchenko has been held. The memorial run is included in the All-Russian calendar of athletics competitions. Athletes of all ages from Izhevsk, cities and rural areas of Udmurtia and representatives from other cities of Russia take part in the run at distances of 3 and 10 kilometers.
The Museum of Nadezhda Kurchenko was created at the school of young pilots in Izhevsk.
In the mountains, on the border of Abkhazia and the Krasnodar Territory, an obelisk to Nadezhda Kurchenko was erected.
Feature film "Applicant" (A. Dovzhenko Film Studio, director Alexei Mishurin)

October 15, 2015 marks 45 years since the death of 19-year-old flight attendant Nadezhda Kurchenko, who, at the cost of her own life, tried to prevent terrorists from hijacking a Soviet passenger plane.

45 years since the feat of the Soviet stewardess Nadezhda Kurchenko

This was the first time a passenger plane had been hijacked on such a scale (hijacking). With him, in essence, began a long-term series of similar tragedies that spattered the skies of the whole world with the blood of innocent people.

And it all started like this.
An-24 took off from the Batumi airfield on October 15, 1970 at 12:30. Course - to Sukhumi. There were 46 passengers and 5 crew members on board. Scheduled flight time is 25-30 minutes.
But life broke both the schedule and the schedule.
At the 4th minute of the flight, the plane sharply deviated from the course. The radio operators requested the board - there was no answer. Communication with the control tower was interrupted. The plane was leaving towards close Turkey.
Military and rescue boats went to sea. Their captains were ordered to follow at full speed to the site of a possible disaster.
The board did not respond to any of the requests. A few more minutes - and the An-24 left the airspace of the USSR. And in the sky above the Turkish coastal airfield of Trabzon, two rockets flashed - red, then green. It was an emergency landing signal. The plane touched the concrete pier of a foreign air harbor.
Telegraph agencies around the world immediately reported that a Soviet passenger plane had been hijacked. The flight attendant was killed, there are wounded. All.

He recalls Georgy Chakhrakia, the commander of the An-24 crew, No. 46256, who flew on October 15, 1970 on the Batumi-Sukhumi route - I remember everything. I remember perfectly.
Such things are not forgotten, - That day I told Nadia: “We agreed that in life you would consider us your brothers. So why aren't you being honest with us?
I know that soon I will have to take a walk at the wedding ... ”- the pilot recalls with sadness. - The girl raised her blue eyes, smiled and said: "Yes, probably for the November holidays." I was delighted and, shaking the wings of the plane, shouted at the top of my voice: “Guys! On holidays we walk at the wedding! ”... And an hour later I knew that there would be no wedding ...

Today, 45 years later, I intend to recount - at least briefly - the events of those days and again speak about Nadia Kurchenko, her courage and her heroism. To talk about the stunning reaction of millions of people of the so-called stagnant time to the sacrifice, courage, courage of a person. First of all, to tell about this to the people of the new generation, the new computer consciousness, to tell how it was, because my generation remembers and knows this story, and most importantly - Nadya Kurchenko - and without reminders. And it would be useful for young people to know why many streets, schools, mountain peaks and even an airplane bear her name.
...After takeoff, greetings and instructions to passengers, the flight attendant returned to her working room, a narrow compartment. She opened a bottle of Borjomi and, letting the water shoot up with sparkling tiny cannonballs, filled four plastic cups for the crew. Putting them on a tray, she entered the cabin.

The crew was always glad to have a beautiful, young, extremely benevolent girl in the cockpit. Probably, she felt this attitude towards herself and, of course, she was also happy. Perhaps, in this dying hour, she thought with warmth and gratitude about each of these guys, who easily accepted her into their professional and friendly circle. They treated her like a little sister, with care and trust.
Of course, Nadia was in a wonderful mood - everyone who saw her in the last minutes of her pure, happy life claimed.
Having drunk the crew, she returned to her compartment. At that moment, the bell rang: one of the passengers called the flight attendant. She approached. Passenger said:
- Pass it on to the commander immediately, - and handed her some kind of envelope.

At 12.40. Five minutes after takeoff (at an altitude of about 800 meters), a man and a guy sitting in the front seats called the flight attendant and gave her an envelope: “Give it to the crew commander!”. The envelope contained Order No. 9 printed on a typewriter:
1. I order you to fly along the indicated route.
2. Stop radio communication.
3. For failure to comply with the order - Death.
(Free Europe) P.K.Z.Ts.
General (Krylov)
There was a seal on the sheet, on which it was written in Lithuanian: "... rajono valdybos kooperatyvas" ("management cooperative ... of the district"). the man was dressed in the dress uniform of a Soviet officer.
Nadia took the envelope. Their eyes must have met. She must have been surprised at the tone in which those words were spoken. But she did not find out anything, but stepped to the luggage compartment door - then there was the door of the pilot's cabin. Probably, Nadia's feelings were written on her face - most likely. And the sensitivity of the wolf, alas, surpasses any other. And, probably, it was precisely thanks to this sensitivity that the terrorist saw hostility in Nadia's eyes, a subconscious suspicion, a shadow of danger. This turned out to be enough for the sick imagination to announce the alarm: failure, verdict, exposure. Self-control failed: he literally catapulted out of his chair and rushed after Nadia.

She barely had time to take a step towards the cockpit when he flung open the door to her compartment, which had just been closed by it.
- You can't come here! she screamed.
But he was coming closer, like the shadow of a beast. She realized that the enemy was in front of her. In the next second, he also understood: she would break all plans.
Nadia screamed again.
And at the same moment, slamming the cabin door, she turned around to face the bandit, enraged by such a course of affairs, and prepared for an attack. He, as well as the crew members, heard her words - no doubt. What was left to do? Nadya made a decision not to let the attacker into the cockpit at any cost. Any!
He could be a maniac and shoot the crew. He could kill the crew and passengers. He could... She didn't know his actions, his intentions. And he knew: jumping towards her, he tried to knock her down. Leaning her hands against the wall, Nadya resisted and continued to resist.

The first bullet hit her in the thigh. She clung even tighter to the pilot's door. The terrorist tried to squeeze her throat. Nadia - knock out a weapon from his right hand.
The stray bullet went through the ceiling. Nadia fought back with her feet, hands, even her head.
The crew assessed the situation instantly. The commander abruptly interrupted the right turn, in which they were at the moment of the attack, and immediately filled up the roaring car to the left, and then to the right. In the next second, the plane went up steeply: the pilots tried to knock down the attacker, believing that his experience in this matter was not great, and Nadia would hold on.
The passengers were still wearing belts - after all, the scoreboard did not go out, the plane was only gaining altitude.
In the cabin, seeing a passenger rushing to the cabin and hearing the first shot, several people instantly unfastened their belts and jumped out of their seats. Two of them were closest to the place where the criminal was sitting, and they were the first to feel the trouble. Galina Kiryak and Aslan Kaishanba, however, did not have time to take a step: they were outstripped by the one who was sitting next to the man who had escaped into the cabin. The young bandit - and he was much younger than the first, for they turned out to be father and son - grabbed a sawn-off shotgun and fired along the salon. The bullet whistled over the heads of the shocked passengers.
- Don `t move! he yelled. - Do not move!

Pilots with even greater sharpness began to throw the plane from one position to another. The young man fired again. The bullet pierced the fuselage skin and went right through.
Depressurization of the aircraft was not yet threatened - the height was insignificant.
Opening the cockpit, she shouted to the crew with all her might:
- Attack! He is armed!
The next moment after the second shot, the young man opened his gray cloak and people saw grenades - they were tied to his belt.
- This is for you! he shouted. - If anyone else gets up, we'll blow up the plane!
It was obvious that this was not an empty threat - if they failed, they had nothing to lose.
Meanwhile, despite the evolution of the aircraft, the elder remained on his feet and, with bestial fury, tried to tear Nadia away from the door of the pilot's cabin. He needed a leader. He needed a crew. He needed an airplane.
Struck by the incredible resistance of Nadia, enraged by his own impotence to cope with the wounded, bloodied, fragile girl, he, without aiming, without thinking for a second, fired at point-blank range and, throwing the desperate defender of the crew and passengers into the corner of a narrow passage, burst into the cockpit. Behind him is his geek with a sawn-off shotgun.
Next was the massacre. Their shots were muffled by their own cries:
- To Turkey! To Turkey! Return to the Soviet coast - we will blow up the plane!

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The purpose of this article is to find out how the tragic death of the Soviet flight attendant NADEZHDA KURCHENKO is embedded in her FULL NAME code.

Watch in advance "Logicology - about the fate of man".

Consider the FULL NAME code tables. \If there is a shift in numbers and letters on your screen, adjust the image scale\.

11 31 48 72 78 92 103 118 132 133 138 144 152 157 158 161 173 174 179 189 202 212 229 244 247 261 262
K U R CH E N K O N A D E J D A V L A D I M I R O V N A
262 251 231 214 190 184 170 159 144 130 129 124 118 110 105 104 101 89 88 83 73 60 50 33 18 15 1

14 15 20 26 34 39 40 43 55 56 61 71 84 94 111 126 129 143 144 155 175 192 216 222 236 247 262
N A D E J D A V L A D I M I R O V N A K U R CH E N K O
262 248 247 242 236 228 223 222 219 207 206 201 191 178 168 151 136 133 119 118 107 87 70 46 40 26 15

KURCHENKO NADEZHDA VLADIMIROVNA = 262.

K (end) + Y (bit) + (high) R (spruce) (law) CH (on) (life) N (b) + KO (net) + ON (pa) DE (nie) + (neo) F (i) YES (ny) V (strong) L + (r) A (nenie) (ser) D (ca) + (due to) I (e) (herbs) M (s) I (effusion) (k) ROV (and) + (cum) ON

262 \u003d K, + Y, +, R, CH, N, + KO, + ON, DE, +, F, YES, V, L +, A, D, +, I, M, I, ROV, +, ON THE.

16 48 67 81 82 87 110 111 130 145 151 166 177 196 228 230 247 279
F I T N A D C A T O E O C T I B R I
279 263 231 212 198 197 192 169 168 149 134 128 113 102 83 51 49 32

"Deep" decryption offers the following option, in which all columns match:

P (roaring) I + (fire) T (real) (ra) ON (ser) DCA + (death) T (eln) O (e) (injury) E + O (t) (penetrate) K (a) ( fires) T (real) (wounded) I (gi) B (spruce) + (daringly) R (intelligently) (wounded) I

279 \u003d P, I, T, ON, DCA +, T, O, E + O, K, T, I, B, +, P, I.

48 \u003d PY (twelfth ...)
______________________________
231 = (Fri) 1TH OCTOBER

48 \u003d (in y) POR
_______________________________
231 = HEART SHOT at point blank range

Code for the number of complete YEARS OF LIFE: NINETEEN = 157.

5 11 14 46 65 79 80 85 108 109 128 157
NINETEEN
157 152 146 143 111 92 78 77 72 49 48 29

262 = 157-NINETEEN + 105-DEAD.

157 - 105 = 52 = KILLED.

"Deep" decryption offers the following option, in which all columns match:

(formerly) DEV (belt) I (death) T (b) + (og) N (strelnaya) (wounds) A (ser) DCA + (death) t

157 \u003d, DEV, I, T, +, N, A, DCA +, T.

We look at the column in the upper table of the FULL NAME code:

157 = NINETEEN
____________________________
110 = (damage) HEART(s)

157 = 87-(pu)LEFT WOUND + 70-DAMAGE(en...)
______________________________________________
110 = (damage) HEART(s)

157 = DEAD PREVIOUS(temporarily)
__________________________________
110 = (died) SHAYA BEFORE (temporarily)

Since childhood, I really love the song "My Clear Star" performed by VIA Flowers !! Some time ago, I came across an article about this song. In which it was said that the poem, which was subsequently set to music, was dedicated to the Soviet stewardess Nadezhda Kurchenko.

I was very impressed with this story and I think it deserves our attention.

It was the end of the "velvet season". An-24 aircraft with 46 passengers on board took off from Batumi on flight N244 to Batumi-Sukhumi-Krasnodar. People who had a rest in the Caucasus did not yet know that in the next 24 hours they were to become witnesses and participants in the drama associated with the first successful hijacking of a passenger plane abroad in the history of the USSR.

A few minutes after takeoff at an altitude of 800 meters, two passengers - Brazinskasa's father and son called the stewardess and, threatening with an explosion, demanded to land in Turkey. In those years, on airplanes, the door to the cockpit was not locked, and special officers were not on duty in the cabin either. Nadya tried to block the way to the cockpit for the bandits. She rushed into the cockpit and shouted: "Attack!".

The terrorists killed the flight attendant who blocked their way with the first shots and burst into the cockpit. The terrorists fired in all directions. Later, 18 holes will be counted in the skin. Several bullets were fired towards the salon; none of the passengers were injured. The first pilot, Giorgi Chakhrakiya, was hit in the spine by a bullet, and his legs were paralyzed.

Overcoming the pain, he turned around and saw a terrible picture: Nadia was lying motionless in the door of the pilot's cabin and bleeding. Navigator Valery Fadeev was shot in the lung, and flight engineer Hovhannes Babayan was wounded in the chest. Co-pilot Suliko Shavidze was the luckiest of all - the bullet got stuck in a steel pipe in the back of his seat. Brazinskas Sr. stood behind the pilots and, shaking a grenade, shouted: “Keep the seashore on the left. Heading south.

Do not enter the clouds! "The pilot tried to deceive the terrorists and land the An-24 at a military airfield in Kobuleti. But the hijacker warned again that he would blow up the car (later it turned out that Brazinskas was bluffing, since the grenade was training). Soon the captured board crossed the Soviet Turkish border, and after another half hour was over the airfield in Trabzon.

The plane made a circle over the runway and fired green rockets, asking to be released for an emergency landing. Immediately after landing, the hijackers surrendered to the Turkish authorities. The next day, on a specially sent plane, all the people and the body of the deceased girl were taken to the USSR. A little later, the Turks returned the stolen An-24. After a major overhaul, aircraft N46256 with a photo of Nadia Kurchenko in the cabin flew for a long time in Uzbekistan.

The Brazinskas were issued American passports in 1983. Back in 1976, Algirdas officially became Albert Victor White and Pranas became Frank White. They settled in the town of Santa Monica in California, where they worked as ordinary house painters. In the US, the Brazinskas wrote a book about their "exploits", in which they tried to justify the hijacking and hijacking of the plane by "the struggle for the liberation of Lithuania from Soviet occupation.

According to the newspaper "Los Angeles Times", in the Lithuanian community of America, the attitude towards the Brazinskas was wary, they were frankly afraid. An attempt to organize a fundraiser for a self-help fund failed - practically none of the Lithuanian immigrants gave them a single dollar. In his old age, Brazinskas Sr. became irritable and bilious, and therefore quarrels often began to arise in the two-room apartment that he shared with his son.

During one such quarrel, a 45-year-old son beat his 77-year-old dad to death with a baseball bat and was convicted of murdering his father in domestic violence. This tragedy received a very wide response at that time. In fact, this was not only the first successful act of air terrorism in the history of the USSR, but also the first case in the world when a crew member died during a hijacking. The tragedy was widely reported in newspapers around the world.

The death of the still very young Nadia Kurchenko, whose wedding was scheduled three months later, shocked the country. One of them, the famous Vologda poetess Olga Fokina, wrote a poem in the early 70s called “People have different songs”. At one of the creative meetings, Fokina admitted that she was struck to the core by the tragic death of Nadezhda Kurchenko, which happened on the eve of Nadia's wedding, that the verse was written with the thought of the deceased flight attendant and, as it were, on behalf of her young man, mourning the death of his bride, his star. ...

After some time, Olga Fokina's poem caught the eye of the then-novice composer, guitarist Vladimir Semenov. He then wrote in 1971 the song "My Clear Star" with these verses. Especially for the performance of the song and the recording of the disc with it, a musical group was created, which was named VIA "Flowers" (later "Stas Namin's Group").

And the soloist of "Tsvetov", the late Alexander Losev, sang the song unusually lyrically and soulfully. The song “My Clear Star”, which elevated VIA “Flowers” ​​to the pop Olympus and made the ensemble super popular in the USSR, has not lost its popularity for almost 40 years and, thanks to its extraordinary lyricism, soulfulness and sincerity, still lives in the hearts of so many people.


Lives in the memory of people and the name of ZVEZDOCHKA - the deceased young flight attendant Nadia Kurchenko, who at the cost of her own life tried to save people from armed bandits ... MEMORY ETERNAL TO HER! The name of Nadezhda Kurchenko was given to one of the peaks of the Gissar Range, a tanker of the Russian fleet and an asteroid.

October 15 marks the 45th anniversary of the death of 19-year-old flight attendant Nadezhda Kurchenko, who at the cost of her own life tried to prevent terrorists from hijacking a Soviet passenger plane. In our review - the story of the heroic death of a young girl.

This was the first time a passenger plane had been hijacked on such a scale (hijacking). With him, in essence, began a long-term series of similar tragedies that spattered the skies of the whole world with the blood of innocent people.
And it all started like this.

An-24 took off from the Batumi airfield on October 15, 1970 at 12:30. Course - to Sukhumi. There were 46 passengers and 5 crew members on board. Scheduled flight time is 25-30 minutes.
But life broke both the schedule and the schedule.

At the 4th minute of the flight, the plane sharply deviated from the course. The radio operators requested the board - there was no answer. Communication with the control tower was interrupted. The plane was leaving towards close Turkey.
Military and rescue boats went to sea. Their captains were ordered to follow at full speed to the site of a possible disaster.

The board did not respond to any of the requests. A few more minutes - and the An-24 left the airspace of the USSR. And in the sky over the Turkish coastal airfield of Trabzon, two rockets flashed - red, then green. It was an emergency landing signal. The plane touched the concrete pier of a foreign air harbor. Telegraph agencies around the world immediately reported that a Soviet passenger plane had been hijacked. The flight attendant was killed, there are wounded. All.

He recalls Georgy Chakhrakia, the commander of the An-24 crew, No. 46256, who flew on October 15, 1970 on the Batumi-Sukhumi route - I remember everything. I remember perfectly.

Such things are not forgotten, - That day I told Nadia: “We agreed that in life you would consider us your brothers. So why aren't you being honest with us? I know that soon I will have to take a walk at the wedding ... ”- the pilot recalls with sadness. - The girl raised her blue eyes, smiled and said: "Yes, probably for the November holidays." I was delighted and, shaking the wings of the plane, shouted at the top of my voice: “Guys! On holidays we walk at the wedding! ”... And an hour later I knew that there would be no wedding ...

Today, 45 years later, I intend to recount - at least briefly - the events of those days and again speak about Nadia Kurchenko, her courage and her heroism. To talk about the stunning reaction of millions of people of the so-called stagnant time to the sacrifice, courage, courage of a person. First of all, to tell about this to the people of the new generation, the new computer consciousness, to tell how it was, because my generation remembers and knows this story, and most importantly - Nadya Kurchenko - and without reminders. And it would be useful for young people to know why many streets, schools, mountain peaks and even an airplane bear her name.

After takeoff, greetings and instructions to passengers, the flight attendant returned to her working room, a narrow compartment. She opened a bottle of Borjomi and, letting the water shoot up with sparkling tiny cannonballs, filled four plastic cups for the crew. Putting them on a tray, she entered the cabin.

The crew was always glad to have a beautiful, young, extremely benevolent girl in the cockpit. Probably, she felt this attitude towards herself and, of course, she was also happy. Perhaps, in this dying hour, she thought with warmth and gratitude about each of these guys, who easily accepted her into their professional and friendly circle. They treated her like a little sister, with care and trust.

Of course, Nadia was in a wonderful mood - everyone who saw her in the last minutes of her pure, happy life claimed.

Having drunk the crew, she returned to her compartment. At that moment, the bell rang: one of the passengers called the flight attendant. She approached. Passenger said:
- Pass it on to the commander immediately, - and handed her some kind of envelope.

At 12.40. Five minutes after takeoff (at an altitude of about 800 meters), a man and a guy sitting in the front seats called the flight attendant and gave her an envelope: “Give it to the crew commander!”. The envelope contained Order No. 9 printed on a typewriter:
1. I order you to fly along the indicated route.
2. Stop radio communication.
3. For failure to comply with the order - Death.
(Free Europe) P.K.Z.Ts.
General (Krylov)
There was a seal on the sheet, on which it was written in Lithuanian: "... rajono valdybos kooperatyvas" ("management cooperative ... of the district"). the man was dressed in the dress uniform of a Soviet officer.

Nadia took the envelope. Their eyes must have met. She must have been surprised at the tone in which those words were spoken. But she did not find out anything, but stepped to the luggage compartment door - then there was the door of the pilot's cabin. Probably, Nadia's feelings were written on her face - most likely. And the sensitivity of the wolf, alas, surpasses any other. And, probably, it was precisely thanks to this sensitivity that the terrorist saw hostility in Nadia's eyes, a subconscious suspicion, a shadow of danger. This turned out to be enough for the sick imagination to announce the alarm: failure, verdict, exposure. Self-control failed: he literally catapulted out of his chair and rushed after Nadia.

She barely had time to take a step towards the cockpit when he flung open the door to her compartment, which had just been closed by it.
- You can't come here! she screamed.
But he was coming closer, like the shadow of a beast. She realized that the enemy was in front of her. In the next second, he also understood: she would break all plans.

Nadia screamed again.
And at the same moment, slamming the cabin door, she turned around to face the bandit, enraged by such a course of affairs, and prepared for an attack. He, as well as the crew, heard her words - no doubt. What was left to do? Nadya made a decision not to let the attacker into the cockpit at any cost. Any!
He could be a maniac and shoot the crew. He could kill the crew and passengers. He could... She didn't know his actions, his intentions. And he knew: jumping towards her, he tried to knock her down. Leaning her hands against the wall, Nadya resisted and continued to resist.

The first bullet hit her in the thigh. She clung even tighter to the pilot's door. The terrorist tried to squeeze her throat. Nadia - knock out a weapon from his right hand. The stray bullet went through the ceiling. Nadia fought back with her feet, hands, even her head.

The crew assessed the situation instantly. The commander abruptly interrupted the right turn, in which they were at the moment of the attack, and immediately filled up the roaring car to the left, and then to the right. In the next second, the plane went up steeply: the pilots tried to knock down the attacker, believing that his experience in this matter was not great, and Nadia would hold on.

The passengers were still wearing seat belts - after all, the display did not go out, the plane was only gaining altitude.
In the cabin, seeing a passenger rushing to the cabin and hearing the first shot, several people instantly unfastened their belts and jumped out of their seats. Two of them were closest to the place where the criminal was sitting, and they were the first to feel the trouble. Galina Kiryak and Aslan Kaishanba, however, did not have time to take a step: they were outstripped by the one who was sitting next to the man who had escaped into the cabin. The young bandit - and he was much younger than the first, for they turned out to be father and son - grabbed a sawn-off shotgun and fired along the salon. The bullet whistled over the heads of the shocked passengers.

Don `t move! he yelled. - Do not move!
Pilots with even greater sharpness began to throw the plane from one position to another. The young man fired again. The bullet pierced the fuselage skin and went right through. Depressurization of the aircraft was not yet threatened - the height was insignificant.

Opening the cockpit, she shouted to the crew with all her might:
- Attack! He is armed!
The next moment after the second shot, the young man opened his gray cloak and people saw grenades - they were tied to his belt.
- This is for you! he shouted. - If anyone else gets up, we'll blow up the plane!
It was obvious that this was not an empty threat - if they failed, they had nothing to lose.

Meanwhile, despite the evolution of the plane, the older one remained on his feet and, with bestial fury, tried to tear Nadia away from the door of the pilot's cabin. He needed a leader. He needed a crew. He needed a plane.
Struck by Nadia's incredible resistance, enraged by his own impotence to cope with the wounded, bloody, fragile girl, he, without aiming, without thinking for a second, fired at point-blank range and, throwing the desperate defender of the crew and passengers into the corner of a narrow passage, burst into the cockpit. Behind him is his geek with a sawn-off shotgun.
Next was the massacre. Their shots were muffled by their own cries:
- To Turkey! To Turkey! Return to the Soviet coast - we will blow up the plane!

Bullets were flying from the cockpit. One walked through my hair, - says Vladimir Gavrilovich Merenkov from Leningrad. He and his wife were passengers on the ill-fated flight in 1970. - I saw: the bandits had pistols, a hunting rifle, one grenade from the elder hung on his chest. The plane was thrown left and right - the pilots probably hoped that the criminals would not stand on their feet.

The shooting continued in the cockpit. There they will then count 18 holes, and in total 24 bullets were fired. One of them hit the commander in the spine:
Giorgi Chahrakia - I lost my legs. Through my efforts, I turned around and saw a terrible picture, Nadia lay motionless on the floor in the door of our cabin and bled to death. Navigator Fadeev lay nearby. And a man stood behind us and, shaking a grenade, shouted: “Keep the seashore on the left! Heading south! Do not enter the clouds! Obey, otherwise we will blow up the plane!

The offender did not stand on ceremony. He ripped off the radio communication headphones from the pilots. He trampled on the lying bodies. Flight engineer Hovhannes Babayan was wounded in the chest. Co-pilot Suliko Shavidze was also shot at, but he was lucky - the bullet got stuck in the steel pipe of the seat back. When the navigator Valery Fadeev came to his senses (his lungs were shot), the bandit cursed and kicked the seriously wounded man.
Vladimir Gavrilovich Merenkov - I told my wife: “We are flying towards Turkey!” - and was afraid that when approaching the border we might be shot down. My wife also remarked: “The sea is below us. You feel good. You can swim, but I can't! And I thought: “What a stupid death! He went through the whole war, signed on the Reichstag - and on you!

The pilots still managed to turn on the SOS signal.
Giorgi Chakhrakia - I told the bandits: “I am wounded, my legs are paralyzed. I can only control with my hands. The co-pilot should help me,” And the bandit answered: “Everything happens in the war. We can die." Even the thought flashed to send "Annushka" to the rocks - to die ourselves and finish off these bastards. But there are forty-four people in the cabin, including seventeen women and one child.
I told the co-pilot: “If I lose consciousness, lead the ship at the request of the bandits and land it. We must save the plane and passengers! We tried to land on Soviet territory, in Kobuleti, where there was a military airfield. But the hijacker, when he saw where I was heading the car, warned me that he would shoot me and blow up the ship. I made the decision to cross the border. And five minutes later we crossed it at low altitude.
... The airfield in Trabzon was found visually. For the pilots, it was not difficult.

Giorgi Chakhrakia - We made a circle and launched green rockets, making it clear that the runway was free. We entered from the side of the mountains and sat down so that, if something happened, we would land on the sea. We were immediately cordoned off. The co-pilot opened the front doors and the Turks entered. In the cockpit, the bandits surrendered. All this time, until the locals showed up, we were under gunpoint...
Leaving the cabin after the passengers, the senior bandit rapped on the car with his fist: “This plane is now ours!”
The Turks provided medical assistance to all crew members. They immediately offered those who wished to stay in Turkey, but not one of the 49 Soviet citizens agreed.
The next day, all passengers and the body of Nadia Kurchenko were taken to the Soviet Union. A little later, the hijacked An-24 was overtaken.

For courage and heroism, Nadezhda Kurchenko was awarded the Order of the Red Banner in battle, a passenger plane, an asteroid, schools, streets, and so on were named after Nadia. But it should be said, apparently, and about something else.
The scale of state and public actions associated with an unprecedented event was enormous. Members of the State Commission, the USSR Foreign Ministry negotiated with the Turkish authorities for several days in a row without a single break.

It was necessary: ​​to allocate an air corridor for the return of the hijacked aircraft; an air corridor for the transfer of injured crew members and those passengers who needed urgent medical care from Trabzon hospitals; of course, those who did not suffer physically, but ended up in a foreign land against their will; an air corridor was required for a special flight from Trabzon to Sukhumi with Nadia's body. Her mother had already flown to Sukhumi from Udmurtia.

Nadezhda's mother Henrietta Ivanovna Kurchenko says: - I immediately asked that Nadia be buried with us in Udmurtia. But I was not allowed. They said that from a political point of view, this cannot be done.

And for twenty years I went to Sukhumi every year at the expense of the Ministry of Civil Aviation. In 1989, my grandson and I came for the last time, and then the war began. The Abkhazians fought with the Georgians, and the grave was neglected. We walked to Nadia on foot, shot nearby - there was everything ... And then I impudently wrote a letter addressed to Gorbachev: “If you don’t help transport Nadia, I will go and hang myself on her grave!” A year later, the daughter was reburied at the city cemetery in Glazov. They wanted to bury him separately, on Kalinin Street, and rename the street in honor of Nadia. But I didn't allow it. She died for the people. And I want her to lie with people..

Immediately after the hijacking in the USSR, sparing TASS reports appear:
“On October 15, an An-24 aircraft of the civil air fleet made a regular flight from the city of Batumi to Sukhumi. Two armed bandits, using weapons against the crew of the plane, forced the plane to change its route and land on Turkish territory in the city of Trabzon. During a fight with the bandits, the flight attendant of the plane was killed, who was trying to block the bandits from entering the cockpit. Two pilots were injured. The passengers of the plane are unharmed. The Soviet government turned to the Turkish authorities with a request to extradite the murderous criminals to bring them to the Soviet court, as well as to return the plane and the Soviet citizens who were on board the An-24 aircraft.

Appeared the next day, October 17, "shuffle" reported that the crew and passengers returned to their homeland. True, the navigator of the aircraft, who received an operation, remained in the hospital of Trabzon, who received serious wounds in the chest. The names of the hijackers are not known: “As for the two criminals who committed an armed attack on the aircraft crew, as a result of which the flight attendant N.V. Kurchenko was killed, two crew members and one passenger were wounded, the Turkish government stated that they were arrested and the prosecution authorities an order to conduct an urgent investigation into the circumstances of the case”.

The general public became aware of the personalities of the air pirates only on November 5 after a press conference by the USSR Prosecutor General Rudenko.
Brazinskas Pranas Stasio born in 1924 and Brazinskas Algirdas born in 1955
Pranas Brazinskas was born in 1924 in the Trakai region of Lithuania.

According to the biography written by Brazinskas in 1949, the “forest brothers” killed the chairman of the council with a shot through the window and mortally wounded father P. Brazinskas, who happened to be nearby. With the help of local authorities, P. Brazinskas bought a house in Vievis and in 1952 became the head of the household goods warehouse of the Vievis cooperative. In 1955, P. Brazinskas was sentenced to 1 year of corrective labor for embezzlement and speculation in building materials. In January 1965, by decision of the Supreme Court, he was again sentenced to 5 years, but already in June he was released ahead of schedule. Having divorced his first wife, he left for Central Asia.

He was engaged in speculation (in Lithuania he bought car parts, carpets, silk and linen fabrics and sent parcels to Central Asia, for each parcel he had a profit of 400-500 rubles), quickly accumulated money. In 1968, he brought his thirteen-year-old son Algirdas to Kokand, and two years later he left his second wife.

On October 7-13, 1970, having visited Vilnius for the last time, P. Brazinskas and his son took their luggage - it is not known where the acquired weapons, accumulated dollars (according to the KGB, more than 6,000 dollars) and flew to the Transcaucasus.

In October 1970, the USSR demanded that Turkey immediately extradite the criminals, but this requirement was not met. The Turks decided to judge the hijackers themselves. The Trabzon Court of First Instance did not recognize the attack as premeditated. In his defense, Pranas stated that they hijacked the plane in the face of death, allegedly threatening him for participating in the “Lithuanian Resistance.” And they sentenced 45-year-old Pranas Brazinskas to eight years in prison, and his 13-year-old son Algirdas to two. In May 1974, the father fell under the amnesty law and Brazinskas Sr.'s imprisonment was replaced with house arrest. In the same year, the father and son allegedly escaped from house arrest and applied to the American embassy in Turkey with a request to grant them political asylum in the United States.

Having been refused, the Brazinskases again surrendered to the Turkish police, where they were kept for another couple of weeks and ... finally released. Then they flew through Italy and Venezuela to Canada. During an intermediate landing in New York, the Brazinskas got off the plane and were "detained" by the US Migration and Naturalization Service. The status of political refugees was never granted to them, but for a start they were provided with a residence permit, and in 1983 both were given American passports. Algirdas officially became Albert Victor White, and Pranas became Frank White.

Henrietta Ivanovna Kurchenko - In seeking the extradition of the Brazinskas, I even went to a meeting with Reagan at the American embassy. I was told that they were looking for my father because he lives illegally in the USA. And the son received American citizenship. And he can't be punished. Nadia was killed in 1970, and the law on the extradition of bandits, wherever they are, allegedly came out in 1974. And there will be no return...
The Brazinskas settled in the town of Santa Monica in California, where they worked as ordinary painters. In America, in the Lithuanian community, the attitude towards the Brazinskas was wary, they were frankly afraid. An attempt to organize a fundraiser for a self-help fund failed.

In the US, the Brazinskas wrote a book about their "exploits", in which they tried to justify the hijacking and hijacking of the plane by "the struggle for the liberation of Lithuania from Soviet occupation." To whitewash himself, P. Brazinskas stated that he hit the flight attendant by accident, in a “shootout with the crew.” Even later, A. Brazinskas claimed that the flight attendant died during a “shootout with KGB agents.” However, the support of the Brazinskas by Lithuanian organizations gradually faded away, everyone forgot about them. Real life in the US was very different from what they expected. The criminals lived miserably, under old age Brazinskas Sr. became irritable and unbearable.

In early February 2002, the 911 service in the California city of Santa Monica rang. The caller immediately hung up. The police determined the address from which the call was made and arrived at 900 21st Street. The door was opened to the police by 46-year-old Albert Victor White and led the officers of the law to the cold corpse of his 77-year-old father. On the head of which the forensic experts then counted eight blows from a dumbbell. Murder is rare in Santa Monica - it was the first violent death in the city that year.

Jack ALEX. Brazinskas Jr. lawyer
- I am Lithuanian myself, and I was hired to protect Albert Victor White by his wife Virginia. There is quite a large Lithuanian diaspora here in California, and you don't think that we Lithuanians have any support for the 1970 plane hijacking.
- Pranas was a terrible person, it used to be, in fits of rage, he chased the neighbor's children with weapons.
- Algirdas is a normal and sane person. At the time of the capture, he was only 15 years old, and he hardly knew what he was doing. He spent his whole life in the shadow of his father's dubious charisma, and now, through his own fault, he will rot in prison.
“It was necessary self-defence. His father pointed a gun at him, threatening to shoot his son if he left him. But Algirdas knocked out his weapon and hit the old man several times on the head.
- The jury considered that, having knocked out the gun, Algirdas might not have killed the old man, since he was very weak. The fact that he called the police only a day after the incident also played against Algirdas - all this time he was next to the corpse.
- Algirdas was arrested in 2002 and sentenced to 20 years in prison under the article "premeditated murder in the second degree"
- I know this doesn't sound like a lawyer, but let me express my condolences to Algirdas. When I last saw him, he was in a terrible depression. The father terrorized his son as best he could, and when the tyrant finally died, Algirdas, a man in his prime, would rot in prison for many more years. Apparently it's fate...

Nadezhda Vladimirovna Kurchenko (1950-1970)
She was born on December 29, 1950 in the village of Novo-Poltava, Klyuchevsky District, Altai Territory. She graduated from a boarding school in the village of Ponino, Glazovsky district of the UASSR. Since December 1968, a flight attendant of the Sukhum air squadron. She died on October 15, 1970 while trying to prevent a terrorist hijacking. In 1970 she was buried in the center of Sukhumi. After 20 years, her grave was moved to the city cemetery of Glazov. She was awarded (posthumously) the Order of the Red Banner. The name of Nadezhda Kurchenko was given to one of the peaks of the Gissar Range, a tanker of the Russian fleet and a small planet.

Continuing the theme of air tragedies - a story about Amari -. Pilots who died during the Soviet era were buried there in Estonia.

She was 19 years old. A beautiful girl stood in the way of armed bandits who hijacked an Aeroflot plane on October 15, 1970. The incident was the first. Until that moment in the USSR there was no ...

She was 19 years old. A beautiful girl stood in the way of armed bandits who hijacked an Aeroflot plane on October 15, 1970. The incident was the first. Until that moment, there were no aircraft hijackings in the USSR. Or have we heard nothing about them?

An-24 took off from Batumi and began to move towards Sukhumi. An ordinary, unremarkable flight. Such flights were almost like bus flights. Thirty minutes and landing. But it turned out that the course did not coincide with the plans of the bandits.

Radars recorded a sharp deviation from the course towards Turkey. The plane was silent. The captains at sea were ordered to proceed to the possible crash site of the airliner. It never occurred to anyone that the plane had been hijacked.

A few minutes later, the instruments recorded that the plane had crossed the state border of the USSR. The crew fired a certain emergency landing signal from a rocket launcher.

Chassis rolled over foreign territory. Half an hour later, the whole world heard a message: the hijacking of an aircraft of the Soviet Union. The stewardess died, among the passengers were injured.

... The girl Nadia was going to get married. The wedding dress and white shoes are already ready. The wedding is in three weeks. And the commander is invited with the crew. An hour after takeoff, the commander realized that the wedding would not take place.

In the last hour of her young life, she was kind and smiling. Pouring into glasses "Borjomi", carried it to the cockpit. As always. The crew loved this modest girl.

Perhaps she was thinking about these people who would soon come to her wedding? She loved her job, she liked to smile at people. Having drunk the crew of pilots, she heard the call of the stewardess call.

The passenger held out a piece of paper and ordered to urgently hand it over to the crew. Printed on the sheet are demands to change course and turn off radio communications with the ground. Otherwise the plane will be blown up.

The man who handed over the envelope was in the dress uniform of an officer. Their eyes met, but the sensitivity of the wolf is always higher than any other. He saw the dislike in the young girl's eyes.

The shadow of danger threw him from his chair after Nadia. Opening the compartment door, he realized that now this girl would break his plans. The shadow of the beast hung over her. Nadia screamed. She was heard in the cockpit, and she decided to fight the enemy.

The young girl could not even imagine what the invader would do. Maniac? Mentally deranged? He could... She couldn't let him into the cockpit. Jumping, the bandit tries to knock her down. Nadia resisted. The bandit was ready for anything.

First shot. Nadia is wounded in the thigh. Nadia pressed her back against the cockpit, and he tried to grab her by the throat. She tries to knock out the gun, but... The second shot. Past. The girl resisted as best she could - kicked, fought.

The commander quickly realized what was going on behind the door. He began to roll the plane in different directions, hoping to overturn the attacker. And the stewardess will resist, experienced. People are still wearing their seat belts.

The passenger rushed to help, but the second bandit jumped up and fired a gun into the passage. The passengers realized that it was not worth moving. And the pilot kept throwing the car from side to side.

Another shot at the skin of the aircraft. The height was insignificant, and depressurization did not threaten the aircraft. Nadia screamed: “Attack! He's armed!" The invader opened his cloak. Grenades hung from the belt.

The plane will be blown up if they don't go abroad. He furiously tore at Nadezhda, who was clinging to the door. Some pigalitsa does not let you into the cockpit. The third shot - and the fragile, tender blue-eyed girl falls forever.

No one stands between a bandit and a pilot. Nadia fell. And the slaughter began. They shot in the cockpit, although the pilots were needed so that the aircraft continued on its way to a foreign country.

Eighteen holes were in the cockpit after landing. Commander Chahrakia was wounded in the spine. Terrifying picture behind. Dead Nadia and a badly wounded navigator. The wounded mechanic Babayan is moaning.

Only co-pilot Shavidze was lucky. His bullets got stuck in the back of the chair. And the bandit yelled, as if encouraging himself. Among the wild ora, only the word Türkiye is heard!

The passengers were ready to die. Criminals too. They kicked the fallen wounded with their feet, the chief of them told the commander that everything happens. Perhaps they will die. They can be shot down by Turkish air defense.

A few minutes later, the aircraft crossed the state border of the USSR. The included SOS signal worked. They weren't shot down. They fired green rockets to clear the runway of the Trabzon airfield.

The plane rolled down the wrong lane. It was immediately cordoned off by the Turkish security forces. The bandits immediately surrendered to the authorities of the Turkish Republic. Emergency assistance was provided to all the victims.

In broken Russian, they offered political asylum to those who wished. There were no applicants. The next day, all passengers left Turkey. The body of young Nadia Kurchenkov was also sent to the USSR.

The generation of the seventies remembers the stunning news of the death of a flight attendant who covered the entire male crew of the aircraft with her body. Her name was given to the school where she studied, in several cities there are streets with a sign where her last name is written.

Mountain range peak, small planet in deep space. There is even a named aircraft. For a courageous act, the young girl was posthumously awarded the Order of the Red Banner of War.

What happened to the hijackers? They were arrested and tried in Turkey, refusing to extradite them to the Soviet authorities. Despite the rather severe punishment, they were granted an amnesty. And soon they were released.

Judging by further events, the Brazinskases Pranas and Algirdas - father and son - wanted to leave for America. But America refused the request for political asylum. The US did not want a quarrel with the USSR.

Then the bandits bought tickets to Canada. An intermediate landing in New York was the reason for their detention by the migration authorities. They were unable to obtain political status. But American passports were issued to them.

Father and son did not achieve success in America. They lived on unemployment benefits, they lived in poverty. Already a very old father, Algirdas scored dumbbells. The head of the deceased turned into mush. The jury sentenced him to twenty years in prison.