The Real Victims

This is an extract from the ‘must buy’  “Hellstorm” by Tom Goodrich. [must have in one’s Truth book collection]

This describes one example of the torment of the poor German women who were subjected to torture under the Bolshevist Russians. When I say Bolshevist Russians, this means the mind controlled people under the influence of Judiac/Talmudic-driven Communism.
And to think these Jews are whining on about being in a work/holiday camp. When the worst they had to do – was actually do some work. That was their horror…….
Dictation with thanks from Tom
Of all the methods used to express it’s anger, the Red Army said it best with rape. For eight to eighty, healthy or ill, indoors or out, in fields, on sidewalks, against walls, the spiritual massacre of German women continued unabated. When even violated corpses could no longer be of use, sticks, iron bars and telephone receivers were commonly rammed up their vaginas.
This sort of thing,” wrote a witness, “soon orrured to such an extent that it made many of the Soviet officers shudder.”
Shudder” though many Red officers undoubtedly did, most lacked either the moral, physical or political authority to stop it. With no rules or regulations, no laws or discipline, the most depraved or the depraved had a field day, transorming their sadistic fantasies into fact. When Soviet soldiers catptured the city of Neustettin in February 1945, they discovered several large camps of the Women’s Reich Labour Service, an organisation composed mostly of girls who worked on various projects from nursing to street repair. A young citizen of Brazil, nineteen year old Leonora Cavoa, was a member of one group. Because her country was on good terms with the allies, Leonora was accorded special treatment by the commissar in charge. When her camp of five hundred girls was transferred to an old iron foundry, Leonora led the way.
The Commissar was very polite to us and assigned us to the foreign workers’ barracks of the factory. but the allocated space was too small for all of us, and so I went to speak to the Commissar about it. he said that it was, after all, only a temporary arrangement, and offered that I could come into the typists’ office if it was too crowed for me – which I gladly accepted. he immediately warned me to avoid any further contact with the others, as these were members of an illegal army. My protests that this was not true were cut off with the remark that if I said anything like that ever again, I would be shot.
Suddenly I heard loud screams, and immediately two Red Army soldiers brought in five girls. The Commissar ordered them to undress. When they refused out of modisty, he ordered me to do it to them, and for all of us to follow him. We crossed the yard to the former works kitchen, which had been completely cleared out except for a few tables on the window side. It was terribly cold, and the poor girls shivered. In the large, tiled room some Russians were waiting for us, making remarks that must have been very obscene, judging from how everything they said drew gails of laughter. The Commissar told me to watch and learn how to turn the Master Race into wimpering bits of misery. 
Now two Poles came in, dressed only in trousers, and the girls cried out at their site. They quickly grabbed the first of the girls, and bent her backwards over the edge of the table until her joints cracked. I was close to passing out as one of them took his knife and, before the very eyes of the other girls, cut off her right breast. he paused for a moment, then cut off the other side. I have never heard anyone scream as desperately as that girl. After this operation he drove his knife into her abdomen several times, which again was accompanied by the cheers of the Russians.
Then next girl cried for mercy, but in vein – it even seemed that the gruesome deed was done particularly slowly because she was especially pretty. The other three had collapsed, they cried for their mothers and begged for a quick death, but the same fate awaited them as well. The last of them was almost a child, with barely developed breast. They literally tore the flesh of her ribs until the white bone showed.
Another five girls were brought in. They had been carefully chosen this time, all of them were well-developed and pretty. When they saw the bodies of their predecessors they began to cry and scream. Weakly, they tried desperately to defend themselves, but it did them no good as the Poles grew ever more cruel. The sliced the body of one of them open lengthwise and poured in a can of machine oil, which they tried to light. A Russian shot one of the other girls in the genitles before they cut off her breasts.
Loud howls of approval began when someone brought a saw from a tool chest. This was used to tear up the breast of the other girls, which soon caused the floor to be awash in blood. The Russians were in a blood frenzy. More girls were being brought in continually.
I saw these grisly proceedings as through a red haze. Over and over again I heard the terrible screams when the breasts were tortured, and the loud groans at the mutilation of the genitals….it was always the same, the begging for mercy, the high-pitched scream when the breasts were cut and the groans when the genitals were mutilated. The slaughter was interupted several times to sweep the blood out of the room and clear away the bodies….When my knees buckled I was forced into a chair. The Commissar always made sure I was watching, and when I had to throw up they  even paused in their tortures. One girl had not undressed completely, she may also have been a little older than the others, who were around seventeen years of age. They soaked her bra with oil and set it on fire, and whilst she screamed, a thin iron rod was shoved into her vagina until it came out her navel.
In the yard entire groups of girls were clubbed to death after the prettiest of them had been selected for this torture. the air was filled with the death cries of many hundred girls.
This is going to be our reality, if we all of us who are awake don’t pull our finger out. Each day for the rest of our lives we must ensure we are doing our bit for the Truth. Informing NEW BLOOD; getting new members on our side.
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  1. Hard to read. This is the violent horror going on for many ethnic populations throughout the world over and over again. Anywhere in the globe there are jew footprints, the crazed sadistic bought mercenaries are shipped in to destroy liberty and wreck humanity.

    ‘Jollywood’ and their other machines make sure to twist the minds of the young with violent computer games, and also train and control armies with the most violent images until there is no longer any compassion or intellect left.

    Maybe I missed something but having the constant ‘holohoax’ shoved in my face at the moment, I have never seen even a hint of the vile depravities described above, in the accusations of the survivors of the work camps. If it had happened the other way round, either there would have been no survivors whatsoever, or these particular descriptions would have been rammed down our throats and every other orifice. Funny that.


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