A volunteer from Chernivtsi Sergey Kozak since long time in the hospital. Take root it in his left leg, which was sewn Kiev surgeons, only time will tell.

 I just wife gave birth to a second child on the 23rd of March. Took birth in hospital, saw that everything was OK. And the 25-th of March I went to the landfill.

In the army we were once taught that all that is not enough, the soldier must find himself. Although it was a long time ago, but I can say that there us once and for all life has prepared.
Maybe that's why when I saw the war, took it well. And, maybe I'm just a man.
I was sent to the 95th brigade, second battalion. We fought in the rapid response group. Our task were convoys. Sometimes it was necessary to display a kind of group intelligence, which was surrounded by. The first victim in the area of the ATO were from our company and a mortar battery.
Was injured when caught in an ambush while returning from Slavyansk. In the village of Valley. The ambush was a very professional, well thought out. But it so happened that we can all think. When I noticed that aim at us, started to shoot. The gun we had sent in the other direction, and time to deploy was not. The first sighting and a good shot of the enemy of the RPG-26 tore through armor and leg was torn off me and the driver. Then we have another 20 minutes continued to fight. I stood on the seat facing the direction of the shots, relied more on the right leg and thought she burned. The left simply not felt. Sat down to get another store. When rose realized that the left leg is something wrong, because I can it become. But got up and continued the battle. When I finished, I put on the leg, saw that she was already zagotovka someone of the guys, and the lower part lying on the side, hanging by a piece of skin. I thought "thank God that's not right".
Asked the guys, that they found my backpack. Put his foot down and tied to the second part above the knee.
Purely instinctively thought that I would throw in a backpack, and there'll figure out what to do with it. I got them with butorphanol. Then called the company commander, said that we were ambushed. Informed about the location and that we were able to fight back.
Sewed my leg in Kharkiv doctors from Kiev hospital. They decided that the foot has the right to life. While it lives. When brought to Kyiv, I thought that will be cut. Despite the fact that the operations were every day, the surgeons did a good job, fought to save her. Laugh now that they sew nepreryvaem... Although forecasts and now no, because there is only one work vessel. Have more surgery, and no one knows how she will react.
Leg now I am a separatist, although behind the wheel travel. Here in Zhitomir went to spend our 95 of the brigade, and to the grave of Lieutenant Vitaly. He died one of the first.
In war there is no time to catch impressions. Impressions get much more in the hospital, when you see twenty years of crippled children.
For them I'm afraid, and for myself to fear not obtained. Hard when them young dudes, kill, or when they are injured. But there, in the East, they still have a lot left. Are experiencing. I want they all came back quickly and intact.
The soldiers are all different. There are people who really scary, and there are those who are in a firefight, jokes were told. When I saw it, the first thought people have hysterics, because rolling around on the ground, and they laugh.

Source: http://censor.net.ua/ Text and photo: Vic Jasinski