For example, from the day we ran through the rooms of a ruined building, firing at the enemy from such close range we could almost touch them with our hands. We were exhausted. The paratroopers worked in shifts, but we saboteurs hadn’t slept for three days. We went on like the waves of the sea, so as not to give the enemy the chance to rest, carry out manoeuvres or organize their defences. We were always fighting, always. That day I ended up on the top floor of the building with Shoe, trying to eliminate the last heavy machinegun. We threw two hand grenades. In the dust that was falling from the roof we couldn’t see a thing, and we found ourselves face to face with four enemies who like us were wandering like blind kittens through the grey, dirty cloud, which reeked of debris and burnt explosive. I had never shot anyone at such close quarters in all my time in Chechnya. Meanwhile, on the first floor our Captain had taken a prisoner and killed eight enemies, all by himself. When I came out with Shoe I was completely dazed.
What do You think about Siberian Education (2010)?
