A second explosion, words can not describe, because I was flying so that during the flight surpassed the ceiling. It split and one half plate I slid down, and the other half on my feet slid. I did not realize that my feet had been crushed, the pain at first was not just the blood from his ears went because she was too shell-shocked. And spark killed fell on us from the roof, are a huge number of people. There are many gathered, because they are the corpses of his victims didn't take out. I was very impressed with this sight. On one side was happy but on the other hand is just awful.

In November, we went to the East, my company primarily scattered along the perimeter of the villages around the city, that is, someone in the Water who are in Thin and so on. Some came to the Sands, and 8 Roth drove to the airport. I was in the 9th. We first stood in the Water, had to be guarded from Donetsk has not broken. The most that happened with us is mortar attacks. Company alternately succeeded each other. At the airport I got when the guys from the 7th carried out last peaceful rotation. This is when the Russian military searched our. The second part of the 7 th company already had to call the fight. People they lacked, and with our 9 th, 20 people voluntarily went with them. Among them was me.

We left in the night of 12 to 13 January. We stambouli in the ambulance, but the stone could break through, because the armor was very light. We arrived without losses came on the first post in the terminal. And there - a dark, slippery, flies whistles, rattles. Took us to the headquarters, without flashlights, to the touch, because it was impossible to Shine. There told what's what. I was put on first post.
Their tanks constantly traveled from Donetsk and Spartak and fired at our terminal. So a few days in a row. We even used tanks gebaut, plaster falls.
Strong kneading began on the 16th, when the wall fell, because they lupatini. There was nowhere to hide, and had our just go to North hall. Losses were immediately, the boy from the 93rd brigade was killed by shrapnel in the head, our Fedya Misiura was seriously wounded in the chest. He was saved by the medic Igor Zinic, who then killed himself, and he now alive and well. Spare from South hall leaked on upper floors and in the basement they were before. I realized that with the old terminal is the transition to the new in the basement, and his top storm makes no sense is suicide because we cannot see but they can see us. So we made obstruction on the stairs, so they did not get out. In the terminal had two exits: one stairwell in the center of the terminal, the other on the first post. Stairs to the first post we, too, had stopped. Enemies one dam broke and periodically tried to get out from there, but we did let the queue and kept the ladder under control.
When the wall fell, started strong assaults, although we have effectively returned fire, but a lot of our guys hurt. One of the wounded was the commander of the 7th company of lubenko, at the terminal, he was guiding officer. At that moment came our chief of staff major General Sergey Gurin. Ostensibly to raise morale. Because we're on the walkie-talkie that we need help to knock them from the top. But he sent the chief of staff who is there with us sitting a little while and left, just before the explosions.
On the night of 16 to 17 someone got into ammunition. Central wall in the North hall began to collapse. On the same day of the 90-th battalion had stormed the house with a Cross and the monastery, but nothing happened. Tanks for the support never came. So they went themselves, but ran into insurmountable anti-tank ditch. Some of those guys went backwards, some lie down there on the field.
After that, we broke Andrew North. And him I thank you. When we were left without officers, he took on the defence and we more or less organized; said that we need to strengthen and build the barricade. Me, Dimona Kizuka, and another guy put under the wall in three gun. And we almost until midnight kept the entire defense while the guys were building the barricades, a couple of people we charged belts for machine guns. Dima was then injured him the shard in his arm flew. I somehow God spared. Did minimal shelter - and again there was relative silence. Sometimes we threw gases, but we have become accustomed. Sometimes some skirmishes occurred, some RPG flew.
We very asked to evacuate, we had a heap of wounded and many in serious condition. The evacuation did not give us, and sent only one car. She came, and it lit right at the terminal. Heavy with her was killed, and the driver survived.
Igor Sinic - incredible man was, he really pulled out the guys. My assistant, Roma kalyniuk, three days spent with prostrelnymi legs and a broken back. He lost consciousness, and I don't know that Igor, he assisted, but with Roma now everything is fine. Lubenko, company commander, also saved. He was in extremely bad condition, and head,and hands, and feet, and body, and spine, and internal organs were all pokazane. As far as I know, Igor even some resuscitation in the field was conducted. It is now presented to the hero, but did not sign the submission, and I don't understand why so? The Committee's decision now will challenge.
The evacuation of the wounded was carried out only on January 18. Miraculously broke two cars, which came reinforcements:10 people guys with the 90th battalion. For all the time that I was there, more reinforcements were not. Chief of staff Gurin went with them. After that we again started to storm. When it was already very hard and since they upper floors climbed and climbed, we called for the fire of our artillery on itself. On January 19 and at one point there was even a lull and we were very happy. How to describe an explosion, I don't even know because I never even heard of. Just suddenly have ears, dust, dark. When the dust settled, I saw that I was under the boxes, our barricade was demolished, and in the ceiling was a huge hole. I'm not expert, but I think that something has arrived, and it is possible that rocket. After the first explosion we quickly came to his senses, again, here Igor Zinic the first took command of us and organized. He was wounded in the head, a small fragment, but he himself bandaged and ran on. I'm with three machine guns collected one. All that could be collected, even the garbage, we put, as a shaft in front of him, however, from virtually no. We lay in the open countryside. Sex was not, ammo was not, and nothing happened because everyone was under the rubble.
Enemies actively climb, but we continued to fight back. And on January 20, in the morning began the most serious assault. Spare openly coming from the 2nd terminal from the cracks of the North hall, leaving our old headquarters. We fought from morning probably until the second hour. Approximately these 7-8 godina burned 3 of the barrel for the gun. About 2 days all was quiet, they retreated with heavy losses. I still remember, my squad leader Demchuk sat smiling that all is well. And on the radio we passed that already keeps a lot of our tanks, infantry fighting vehicles. But it turned out that anything not coming to us.
The silence was maybe 20 minutes, we still got smoked. Suddenly there was a second explosion. And his words can not describe, because I was flying so that during the flight surpassed the ceiling. It shattered and one half plate I slid down, and the other half on my feet slid. I did not realize that my feet had been crushed, the pain at first was not just the blood from his ears went because she was too shell-shocked. And spark killed fell on us from the roof, are a huge number of people. There are many gathered, because they are the corpses of his victims didn't take out. I was very impressed with this sight. On one side was happy but on the other hand is just awful.

Village of dust, and I thought that can see the sky and thank God. Head for some reason was working as ever. I don't know how it happened that I didn't break up because the vest was ripped into 2 parts, so has the gun, he alone remained stuck. Even the buckle from the belt broke in half. I tried to get himself feet - did not work. Found some rebar, and began to smash the plate. A little podrobyw her where he could, and right leg pulled itself; therefore it must and survived. The left could not. Until the guys came until got until rotaviral, it took around 2 hours. On the left leg was broken artery.
The guys pulled out all I could. And one very long lay under the plates and told him to throw me a grenade, I have this plate chokes, but to get it was impossible without technology. It was difficult not endure the screams.
When we pozostali, was again relatively quiet. We stayed in a small piece on, so to speak, the edge, on both sides of the chasm in the basement. With the edge it was impossible in any direction dvinutsa because they were shooting from all sides. We have therefore to land brigalia and lay.
There was a guy there with the 90th battalion Igor Bronevitsky, his recently buried in Kiev. He told me that night saved his life, because 4 times a night changing jhuti, constantly took care of me. Instead of legs I had mseo, I thought I had them amputated. And Igor constantly reassured me, saying: "brother, be good!" Brought me a machine gun and a grenade. And Roofing Svirid, Sergeant of the first company of the 90th battalion, chopped ice and carried the wounded. Because the water we had or diluted solaray that didn't freeze, or ice.
The situation was strange, because we have just survived, and the command said: "everything will be okay, you will come to the reinforcements." We explained that there is no where to go, for a ruin. And the guys decided that they want to go, who can make. From 19 to 20 January was three groups. One night, she came out Rahman. The second night, and the morning SVER out. With us, the wounded, were left on their own Roofing Svirid, Igor Bronevitsky, with the 80th Slavik Gav from our window and Grebenyuk Artem. Zynych Igor died from her injuries around midnight. Left heavy: I, with our 7 th company Hawrylak Ostap, the driver of the ambulance, which was destroyed by fire, Vanya Doberman, and with the 91st minesweeper Krivoshapko Maxim. Here are four seriously injured patients, which lasted until the morning.
As we were captured I can't remember. Lost consciousness because of blood flowed out so much that his hands were as white as a sheet in the hospital. I even the trigger could not be pulled. The night I was shot, but then I could not shoot. Remember, as someone pricked me 2 injections, one of them under the tongue. I more or less came to. See, there's some already, not ours. While I was unconscious, Roofing Svirid came to him with a proposal to take our wounded to the hospital.
I was captured by the Chechens, because in the basement sat the Chechens, and each of their assault began with the phrase "Allah Akbar". So I pulled out a grenade and see what Ostap Hawrylak, too. I held it in my hand, wanted to pull out the ring, and she just rolled. Spare saw it, and before that, it turns out, was told to surrender their weapons". We were approached by a sniper and wanted us with Ostap to finish, when I saw that we with hand grenades. He charged the SVD, I was induced, but their commander was told to stand down.

With me the remnants of equipment was removed and forced into the car. While dragging, I've never cried, it was very painful. In the car I was out again. Woke up in the hospital on the operating table in Donetsk. Us, seriously wounded, was held in a hospital, and the rest in the SBU. My legs wanted to cut. But there's a doctor with a needle and one leg poked - no reaction, the second is, and said second leg save. My blood group they are almost not there, so they filled a couple of bags of blood, diluted with saline, and in acres was written: blood loss is incompatible with life. As it so happened that I was alive - I don't understand. Then we traded. And it was the first exchange to and from the airport.

I have always had a dream - this is the army. I after military service 2 times tried to sign a contract, but did not, because Yanukovych reduce the army.
When I put the denture, I really want to go back to my guys. The main thing that I was not out of uniform, took off my trnaglu. Put the instructor, I will be the instructor. Say, "Run, shoot, I'll go on, shoot. Chief orthopedic surgeon of Ukraine told me that I have forgotten what the word "comsumate". Therefore, I very much hope that he would return to the army.

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