1/15/2023 – “These are the most painful shots we have made during the current war”

Euromaiden Press – 📷 Story, photo by Liberov Photographer / @libkos

Luhansk Oblast. The medical station is 1.5-2 km from the contact line. We live here with military doctors who provide first aid to the wounded. It depends on these people whether a soldier will reach the stabilization point and hospital or not. Whether he will live or not.

A call on the radio. He is seriously wounded. What kind of injury is unknown, we only know that it was received as a result of a helicopter attack.

In 5 minutes, everyone is ready in the medevac, Zhora, the doctor, checks all the medicines and waits for confirmation by radio. A command is given, we start moving.

“Is that all?” Zhora asks on the run, seeing the wounded.

He does not move and barely breathes. His
head is pierced by shrapnel. We rushed the body to the medevac. Zhora starts resuscitation. The medic makes quick, precise movements, trying his best to bring the young man back to life.

Meanwhile, the driver of the ambulance begins to slowly move along the forest road towards the staging point. Slowly, so as not to interfere with Zhora’s work.

Long, very long, painful 15 minutes. Zhora sits down on a nearby stretcher, exhausted. For five minutes we just sit in silence. Zhora looks glassy-eyed in one direction. Then he gets up, opens the window to the driver’s cabin:

“You can drive at normal speed.”

However, the medevac does not accelerate. The driver wants to pay tribute to the fallen hero.

It’s getting dark as we approach the point. The body is handed over to those who will take it further.

A crimson stain of blood remains on the stretcher. Zhora states the time of death.”

2 responses to “1/15/2023 – “These are the most painful shots we have made during the current war””

  1. This is someone’s brother, husband, father….how my heart breaks for those related to this soldier. Hear our cries, God Almighty! Break the weapons of the enemy!!


  2. Psalm 13 by David, a soldier and a fugitive:
    How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
    How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
    Consider and hear me, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
    Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
    But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.
    I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.


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