When I'm wounded you guys threw in the car, on the street then it was minus 15. Although I'm not very big, and the legs of the car sticking out. I'm so hrovatic was, on both legs of geguti, I can not stand. I go on and think, "From blood loss if not die, but dorsnt feet can". And the guy, the medic, who rode with me, little, short, I tried to pull up, and I got a 100 kg weight. Then he took his jacket and wrapped my legs. And they arrived with Sands in Selidovo. For me this guy is an example of our physicians.

I was the Deputy commander of a company to work with the staff or the Manager of the first company, first battalion 93rd separate guards mechanized brigade. I am from Dneprodzerzhinsk. I have several degrees, but in real life, it so happened that I was mainly engaged in commercial work, and more recently private legal practice. In the draft, I came around the beginning of August, there I was sent to the Department of mobilization. Took these when I counted my education, I was asked to be a political officer. A week later I called and was sent to the 17-th armored brigade. It is located in Krivoy Rog, on its basis was formed mechanized battalions. In one of them I got.

First 2 months we've been in the military unit. In our company - 68 people, it was very difficult to keep the boys for so long, and we have filed the reports that we were transferred to the ATO. Then in the 93rd battalion was formed to send people they didn't have enough, so we're almost in the composition of the entire company went to the Sands. There, I spent 2 months, our task was to defend the village. The fact that the war is remembered most is the loss of people. Once we had this situation, I will remember: I think that the enemy was watching how the change in the duty of our soldiers, because one of our points subversive group came and killed my three soldiers. Two died immediately, and the third died in hospital. It was our hottest point - where the boys are constantly fired from artillery, often approached infantry, jumped reconnaissance. But I can't believe how caught them by surprise. With such wonderful people and first-class soldiers, one of them visited the airport. When it happened, jumped ours, but on that site was still standing 93rd brigade, together with a battalion of the OUN, they wounded the saboteur and captured.

It was hard to suffer loss, because I first had to talk with someone's wife and to report that her husband died. This is not taught anywhere else.
I stood in a stupor and thought about how the woman is informed of what happened, what words to choose? And then just said, "I'm sorry, but your husband is dead", is a terrible burden, and in response to what could be - hysterical, screaming..

That soldier, I told his wife, were familiar not only as an officer and soldier, as a boss and a subordinate, we were already friends.
After he killed the guys, the enemy cover band started off, and we started to cover everything that was in them. I called headquarters and asked: "Here are the coordinates, let's fire!" - and I say: "Yeah now, yeah hold on". I say, "wait" is not suitable here, because we are very heavily shelled. I understand the need to do something yourself. Thank God we had as a backup tank, and we called it. Honestly, where he was shot - it's hard to say, but tried coordinates. However, he thrashes powerfully and its effect did: shot several times, and we drove it.

Before the attacks you get accustomed to it and react more calmly, and in General then, when not shooting, it seems that something is wrong, something is missing. Subsequently oriented, where they shoot and what to do, where to hide. War intimidated, someone "inserts". Before the war people should be prepared. Ready, both from a professional point of view, and mentally, because in the first days of a few people we sent back, people really blown away. People may occur or panic, or incomprehensible apathy. We all found shelter, and there was this guy, he somehow wanted to be in some kind of shack to go to bed, alone, and it was our first copped it because it's a shack covered with something powerful, and ripped him there. There are those who comes to tantrums and stupor, and are adults, and there are, as though still quite small, but rather fearless.

Generally we have courageous children, and those that stand on the hottest sites - they don't cry. They can cover daily and small arms, and with anything, but they stand and will stand.

And for me, the main rule is to adhere to the basic safety standards. Although, how would I not kept, and still caught the shards. Wounded during attack on December 30, I was in the headquarters. Immediately called paramedics, but the ambulance picked up on the street the other wounded, directly under the headquarters and went, and after me came the other medics on conventional cargo-passenger compact car with a tent. On the street then it was minus 15, my guys are in the car abandoned. Although I'm not very big, and the legs of the car sticking out. I'm so hrovatic was, on both legs of geguti, I can not stand. I think, from blood loss if not die, but dorsnt feet. This guy is a doctor who went with me, little, short, I tried to pull up, and I got a 100 kg weight. Then he took his jacket and wrapped my legs. And they arrived with Sands in Selidovo. For me this guy is an example of our physicians. And jhuti I put on one of my soldiers, and the other pants cut. And then, when we met, he joked: "Commander, what are you Hello to me not pass, probably because I'm pants cut?

Generally in war the two main persons is a soldier and medic. In the army, doctors are bad. We have one doctor per battalion and several aninstructor. And when you consider that the battalion spread out, even what would be cool was not a physician, but we he is, but he is one. And to get through the attacks can long - half an hour. Therefore, doctors have convergence, because often help doctors Right sector" or "Carpathian Sich, those battalions that are close by. Who is closer, and he flew.
When fired at our headquarters, the same was made with the headquarters of several volunteer battalions. And although we tried not to offend local, on the contrary, bread, canned food they were given, but the people were different, and, of course, were the ones who handed us. In General there are only old people, young almost there. Once the guys told me about the old man that night was running and the light of his flashlight, and why he did it - we can only guess. Sands is a village that is completely without light, there's so dark that "mother dear". And then a miracle begins to Shine the flashlight and the other took and burned down the barn at night. And it is clear that he did. Because if a person happens the fire, he begins to put her, the neighbors calling. And so it ran out, and the old man quietly silent, noise does not raise.

Direct evidence we have that these people who worked. But someone that grandfather made the remark, and he said, "Nothing, our tanks will come here again," and it is clear that he was referring to Russian tanks.

At the front a certain nervous mess that exists in our army, these strange truce, nobody ever explained, but we are very well experienced on my own skin. Because the enemy during the period have brought in equipment and very entrenched. Supplies for us - a very painful subject, especially with regard to weapons. Weapons extremely lacking, and their positions constantly need something to amplify. Comes as a Commission, and I was the acting company commander, and tell them: "please, on the left flank preferably heavy machine gun and put on the right, because there are open areas". These staff "comrades" looked and drove off. This was all over. Arrived at the headquarters also described what we are lacking, said that without a problem, then nothing. I am sure that the warehouses so much of this stuff since Soviet times, but this is why we can't have. And it's hard to understand. Or when, during the truce to take us all the artillery, practically nothing left but us elementary could have something to cover. And feel insecure, because I understand that there have enemies, tanks and shit, and if they are now on you will go, what are we going to stop? Well, we have an RPG, but it's not enough. With products also interesting: when were frosts in December we brought frozen cabbage, potatoes, carrots. I looked at it and thought, "Ehan Babai, people sitting in space, where the Collider (particle accelerator, - ed) some kind of chase, a piece for billions looking for, and I'm driving my peremerzshie vegetables - I'm so sorry. And if not for volunteers, I don't even know how we would have survived.

However, in spite of everything, I didn't regret even once, that went to war, but for what little order and order, that's very worried. The army that society. Because the army is a reflection of social and political movements in the war. There are also some ballsy that got shoulder straps is not clear what, there are people who are accustomed to Soviet standards. A lot of people know what "ddosing". Man decided that if he was given a star, he can behave as you like, but not just among categories mobilized adults behave this way. Because fearless a lot of people out there, and they are able to answer for yourself.

On the front I had to return and will be back as soon as going to solve the problem with his leg. I have broken the nerve on the right foot, and it's all swell, but I hope that this month will solve this problem. I want to see this war at home. Because when I went to fight, my friends told me that now they will not go, but when enemies are in their city comes, then I and the checker will raise". I was skeptical of such conversations, I now understand that if they come in and everything will collapse, it will not just extremely sad, it will really be a disaster. Because when you see it all destroyed, looted, bombed, you know: "Holy shit" and then, God forbid, and in my house it would be.

I often heard at the forefront from the guys words of protest the government's actions: "Go to Kyiv", but I understand that the war is now in the East, and our place there. The only thing we can hope that those who remained in the capital, will remind the authorities about our rights and fight for them.

Text and photo: Vika Yasiskaya, Censor.NET

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