Boys draw war "I can tell you one thing: it wasn't my people who did it..." - Comrade Colonel! Well, they killed those two good guys, even though they weren't militants... The guys were on their way to get medicine. You shoot your guns every night, and one of the guys' mother had a heart attack, so they went during the curfew. And they put the guns in their car. Everyone knows that they're not militants... - I'm going to tell you what I want to say. I'm a historian by training. Our people have been through a lot. And now, they're facing another genocide. My neighbor's bull was shot. Yes, they compensated him with canned meat. But he won't be able to buy a new bull or use the canned meat to till his garden. You're an educated man, Comrade Colonel. Tell me, is this fair? - I want to speak on behalf of the old people. Look at us. We were already evicted under Stalin. We worked honestly for the Soviet government all our lives, and we lost our health at a mine in Uzbekistan. Why do we need this war? - Look in the direction of Dagestan at night. All the villages are lit up. Since the electricity was turned off, it's still dark here. It's impossible to sleep at night because your cannons make children cry and the elderly get sick... The next speaker spoke in his native language about the same "disadvantages" and complained about the difficulty of grazing cattle on mined slopes. "Comrade Colonel, their cows are walking around my positions, and there are suspicious shepherds following them. And they should stop bringing vodka to the sailors," the commander of the assault battalion, who was sitting to the left of the senior commander of the Marine Corps, whispered to him. "Listen to what the man is saying," Colonel Grigory Sergeyevich Semyonov said, without taking his eyes off the powerful old man in the "authoritative" astrakhan hat, who was speaking slowly in the purest Chechen. From the twenty-minute speech of the elder, it was possible to understand that artillery, armore ... Читать далее