I was uncomfortable to lay on the couch at home when it all started. Could not watch TV and see the young guys who perish. I think they should sit at home, to marry, to bear children, and to fight can and those over 50. We lived already, and they are what?

I started to learn how to get to the front. I always said to take I can't because I have not the age.

In the national guard under called, there, too, about the age asked and I will answer them: " how many do You need? I physically any young can give a head start, but for me at that time was almost 50".
But also, I didn't. I wanted to fight, but saw that it does not work, resigned somehow, suddenly surfaced battalion "Donbass". I called a friend and said that there is a record and age does not matter. Went to New petrovcy on the ground, passed the interview and all. Already there began grinding: age, unlike the army - all very different. It was difficult, and many were not. When distributed, I got in a reconnaissance company. Then our company intelligence was disbanded and we were in the company of. Guarding the perimeter and periodically went on fighting.

I I was born in Krasnodar Krai. When I was little, the father of us all moved in Lugansk region, in the mining town Molodogvardeysk. Called in the army - he served on the Kola Peninsula. When he came from the army, my parents went to build the Baikal-Amur mainline. Older brother and I went to him. Worked there, then went to Vladivostok. He was then closed city, but I am an old scout broke. But then went back and started working in the coal industry. Then in the 90s, like many, tried his business to do. In the late 90's are back, just then the wages were not paid, it was, perhaps, the formation of Akhmetov. And since 2002 in Kiev, I work in the protection.
I grew up in that region, and I think we lost the information war. People's attitude towards us was very different, depending on the city. For example, In Lisichansk were Chechens, they are "Czechs" called terrible things they did. After the robbery, the people came and thanked us for what we have saved. I realized that in those places where there were military actions, the people really knew who was who, and the attitude towards us changed.
I often communicate with their friends, it turns out that many are fighting for "LNR". It is very difficult to digest and understand. I don't swear, don't write shit, I got them all in just a black list and all. If you would like to sit down and talk with them, I would be all laid out on the shelves: as we worked in the mine, as we were not paid a salary and we know why it did not pay, as it then everything went-went-went and where it is. And why, when we were on the Maidan, they have not supported. Because they are from the Party of regions some personality, something was presented. There, at the Donbass, money Yanukovych has covered a lot in order to create chaos.
The first combat - it was terrible. It is then, when mines explode - like feel them hiss. Get used to it.
The separatists and the occupiers, I understand, is still something to shoot at. In Popasna they were seen was aiming not only for us, but just around town. We were on the same street, and in parallel there was another street, where the private sector was, this street fired mine. Suffered a peaceful people: a man with his wife and their son-in-law. The woman's leg was torn off, his head, and the man was left alive, came to us one day, when already in another place moved, so tired. We talked about it and he told me that his wife does from the morgue to pick up cannot in the nearby town and bury it, because there's a constant fire zone. There were people, like the misfits. To look at him is a nightmare. He is to me often came to talk, found me to heat some, perhaps, was opened.
When the battalions under Ilovaysk gathered, we somehow put first. Although we are not assault company and security company. When I went there, I realized that a return is not all. If not returned, then such a fate, but life at some point all eyes flashed.
They put us in a big armored KRAZ, the commander gave the mission to get a certain segment of the path and destroy the roadblock. We only touched and immediately direct hit in the APC shell-shocked soldiers pull out, the APC towards the drop. Ahead is aamg. Commander - Boatswain, so-called, he is under 60 years, life was a military man, with a beard, in a vest, as a don Cossack. And there are shells dropping them is indescribable. We were in such a perimeter that if a direct hit in the body, we are in the mixer. But gone and the task was accomplished, and then the moment came when we spread out and came from the earth..

Then in the attack felt this unforgettable bullets. The split second you're gone.

I remember a young guy, Callsign Caucasus, 24 years. He is a doctor, almost graduated from the University. Thin is so long. He's the guy at all heroic was. As he was scared - I turned, looked at him, but he's all white, just the blood went. While there we all were scared. The Caucasus died under the Transfer.
When going to the next attack, I received a message that may need urgently to come to Kyiv. Therefore, in this attack I went, remained in the protection of location, in order to solve their problems over the phone. And many guys went broke in the transfer. I am constantly with my friends was on the phone. Many of them died. They were shot, as in the dash. People in hell have been. We drove up to him, brought the ammunition. And very memorable picture, when transferred under the transfer, in the village of some sort, and there's this empty street, the house abandoned. Go where you want, all houses are open, somewhere cow costs, calf lows, some Wallpaper, you can see new only pokler and all around buzzing, whistling.. Ran around the yard one, and hear: "rback, and sho VI hotel". And in the cellar grandparents sitting. Put yourself blankets, teapot stands, and no one else in the whole street no. Don't know what it was. I went into one house, when already very tired, threw all the gear with herself on the couch sat down and just passed out. And such a deep sleep I had. Around the fire, and I'm not paying attention. And then I shouted one of his comrades, Tim, loudly way: "Sam, let's go". It is done, run - away, just the waste was. We only left - tanks came, and began there mess.
On the front is all messed up: here advanced, then our men are, here we eat, but we already shoot. Come BTR, is ambushed, the commander dies, but it's amazing that young guys like that work, patriotism, words, it does not send.
To me, those who survived, told how she was killed during the "corridor" our friends, our platoon just broke: when you left, turn the machine gun on them let the driver immediately cut off. Was the question of who will sit behind the wheel, but you have to understand that in such a situation, when you sit behind the wheel, you have chances to survive virtually none. And yet, my friend movement, Ruslan, got behind the wheel and they drove off in the cab of the tank a direct hit is nothing of him left. Second, the projectile flew in the back, and there's still two of my friends - Mile and Stuff, they just threw away. Mile shouted the Stuff that he was lying, and he goes and works as a machine, and he was immediately cut off. We drove him to bury then in Kiev. And Mile escaped from captivity and was left alive.
And our commander, call sign VDV, died when movement, one frame of ribs left of him, and he with us went ahead to attack, when the checkpoint was taken, and could in fact somewhere to sit quietly. He is also a hero. They are all heroes. And I'm no hero, in comparison with them. We at the moment when it all happened, just took out a couple of hundreds in Kharkiv. This coincidence. Otherwise would have been in the boiler. It was up to Starobeshevo. We were just lucky. And I'm just during a mortar attack jumped into the ravine, I still 30 kg hung here and tore ligaments in his leg.
When I took the dead and wounded - it had to speed to break through, because everywhere ambush. Somehow lucky guys killed: Carat, the Witch and the Lion, " we talked with them a lot when they were still alive. And died when three-hundredth of a Lion, whose second wound was tried in the treatment of send. It was all very Patriotic and was left with such a bright mood, which escapes to the mainland. They were ambushed at the exit of the transfer. Carat interrupted his feet, he harness pulled over and he asked me to leave it there. And even grenade itself took first covered them, and then it blew up. I recognized that before here. The sorcerer only pants and learned.
I once in the "Classmates" decided to put their fighting pictures. And on me so much dirt poured. And then somebody opened, and the separatists, who are in town on duty, went with my photos.
I now like enemy number 1 city Molodogvardeysk. And if I appear, I will destroy.
Housing, of course, no such thing as left. All my good friends who lives took place normally, they're all for an Independent Ukraine. And the rest I think they will be fed. But Donbass - subsidized. Mine all unprofitable. Of these, only removed and nothing was invested. Infrastructure is not developed. It's all very terrible condition. Come there is like looking at a black and white screen. Color is not there. All very sad. But I, though Lugansk residence, and there the road is closed. My friend said that I was there - the person is now famous. Text and photo: Vic Jasinski,
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