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– Otherwise, Comrade Major, | wouldn't be standing here in front of you, as if in court, and
wouldn’t justify myself?”
– So, not Comrade Major, but Mr. Major, we are in a free European country, by the way. Well,
as for your loyalty, you are loyal to our European power, and we will deal with this
misunderstanding like this! – having said this, the major again opened my personal file in a
greenish cardboard book with a five-pointed star on the front side, leafed through, found a
characteristic about my expressed unreliability and tore out the page, tore it into pieces,
throwing it into the wastebasket. Then he looked at me, took a prescription from the table and
handed it to me with the words:
– I hope you know where the settlement is Bila Tserkva, and how to get there?
– By bus from the bus station, which is at the Lebedskaya metro stop. – | answered.
– Give it to the commander of the aviation regiment, he will tell you what to do and what to do.
Any questions?!
– No way, Major! May | go?
– In six months you will be given the proper rank of major, go!
– Eat!
| went out into the corridor, a big man stood up to meet me, grumbling asked:
– Why did you drink vodka there, what took so long?
– Come find out! | threw after him.
After leaving the draft board, | decided to get to my place of service tomorrow, since it was
already five o'clock in the evening. And on the way home | went to the Velyka Kyshenya
supermarket, where | bought a bottle of Armenian brandy Noy, smoked sausage for a snack, a
pack of ground aromatic coffee LAVAZZA in a red metal can, and went home. Having made a
feast for himself, | lay down in bed and began to think:
“It turns out that | was seconded to a military airfield in my military specialty, it would be
nothing in peacetime, but during the Russian-led Special Military Operation on the territory of
Ukraine? – after thinking, agreed with the thought, – Still not in the trenches! – and fell asleep
quite early, the sun was still shining, it was still day in the room … At night, | jumped up for no
reason, glanced at watch, the showed ten minutes to one in the morning. | went out into the
kitchen, there was an unfinished bottle of cognac on the table. He poured himself half a glass,
drank a couple of sips and suddenly the roar of an explosion thundered.
– Wow! – | said as | sat down on a chair. | went out to the balcony and saw the glow of a fire not
far from the Vinogradar residential area. Just in case, | put on trousers, socks, a shirt and a
jacket, then added a first-aid kit with medicines and iodine to my travel bag. And so he lay in his
clothes until the morning. At six in the morning | left the house and went down to the subway.
At that time, to my surprise, there were no passengers anywhere. Near the ticket office, two
military men on duty noticed me, and both moved in my direction. One of them addressed me:
– Dear, a curfew has been announced until eleven in the morning, it is allowed only with official
IDs, your documents!
| rummaged through my travel bag and handed him my direction. He studied it for a long time,
then replied:
– And that there are no other ways besides the metro?
– Me in the direction of the bus station and the bus to the White Church.
The military man folded my directing and returned it.
– | wish you to get there without incident, come in! – he nodded to the woman on duty at the
checkpoint, she let me on the platform.
In the underground hall of the platform, along with me, there were two more military men in
camouflage uniforms. They looked at me suspiciously from a distance, they seemed surprised
at my civilian clothes. But my inspection was prevented by a train rolling up to the platform. |
got into an empty car and the train started moving. At the station "Petrovka" three people got
into the car, and when they arrived at the final stop "Lebedskaya" there were already quite a
lot of people with things in the car, all these passengers followed to the bus station. At the
ticket office of the bus station, | saw a crowd of passengers near the window of the ticket office
selling tickets in the direction of Belaya Tserkov. They made noise and demanded
administration. Soon the head of the station came out with two military men.
– Dear citizens! – he addressed the crowd, – In connection with the shelling of a military facility
in the territory adjacent to the White Church, traffic to the settlement of the White Church has
been temporarily stopped! – his words caused a storm of indignation among the crowd.
– What are you saying, we live there, we need to get home! – shouted a woman with full
packages of food items, – There are my children!
– Wait a minute! – The head of the station tried to stop her exclamations, – | haven't finished
yet!
– Who lives there, – the military intervened, – we are now sending a bus there, please follow me
and prepare identification cards!
– Interesting, and who does not, what then? – the man with a backpack was indignant.
– The local administration will figure it out on the spot, is it clear to everyone ?! The crowd
nodded their heads in agreement. | breathed a sigh of relief as | boarded the tour bus. Half the
cabin was filled with people in camouflage with green armbands. On the way out of the city,
the bus stopped at a checkpoint. People with machine guns from the local self-defense entered
the salon, checked the documents and warned that they did not know the situation in Bila
Tserkva, so do not lose your vigilance and, if you feel any threats, return to Kiev. But there were
none, and the bus followed on. | learned from the military that they were moving towards the
airfield where the aviation regiment of the attack aviation regiment of SU-27 fighters was
stationed. So | got to my destination without much difficulty. A narrow paved road led to the
military camp and with a detachment of military men began to move from the city center,
where the bus had brought us, along this highway. From a distance, the military began to talk
uneasily about some kind of raid. And | suddenly noticed clouds of black smoke rising from
behind the trees to the very clouds. When two hundred meters remained to the fence of the
barracks of the town, suddenly one of the soldiers let out a groan and fell down dead. The
senior officer immediately reacted with the command:
– Get down, sniper! – and collapsed on the asphalt. | glanced at the lying officer. His body was
pounding in death throes. The soldiers silently continued to lie on the carriageway. Something
had to be done. | pulled my travel bag, where | had hidden a white shirt, unzipped it and took
out my underwear, grabbed the shirt. Lying raised high above his head, waving like a white flag
in the air. Then he stood up and looked around. From all sides we were surrounded by
submachine gunners in full combat equipment, through the unbuttoned lapels of a camouflage
uniform, each one could see a vest.
– Hands up! – commanded one of the approached, – Follow me!
From his insignia, it became clear to me that this was a Russian airborne assault reconnaissance
company that had captured the Belo Tserkovsky Fighter Aviation Regiment. Territorial defense
soldiers who had surrendered, after checking their documents, were locked in a disguised
hangar, while | was brought to the commander in another hangar. A military man with the stars
of a lieutenant colonel sat at the table and looked at me with interest. After a moment of
silence he asked:
– Do you have anything to explain your personality? – Curiosity flickered in his serious eyes.
– That's right, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel! – | blurted out and put on the table the
appointment of the military registration and enlistment office folded into four and a military ID.
The lieutenant colonel unfolded the folded sheet, read it carefully, leafed through the entries in
the military ID.
– Um, you served in the aviation school for foreign students in Kant, Kyrgyzstan, under Major
