From: Transform Ukraine By Douglas Landro
September 7, 2025: When 810 Flying Weapons Delivered Russia’s Answer to Peace
The Dawn of Terror

In the pre-dawn darkness of September 7, 2025, the largest swarm of killer drones in human history lifted off from seven different launch points across Russia and occupied Crimea. Their destination: every corner of Ukraine. Their message: Vladimir Putin’s definitive answer to those calling for peace.
What unfolded over the next seven and a half hours would shatter records, burn government buildings, and kill a newborn baby—crystallizing in a single day how a war that began with tanks had evolved into something far more sinister.
At 4:30 AM, air raid sirens wailed across Kyiv as the first wave of what would become 810 Shahed-type drones crossed into Ukrainian airspace. Mixed among them were 13 cruise and ballistic missiles, turning the early morning sky into a deadly constellation of incoming death.

When the Government Burns
By dawn, something unprecedented had happened. For the first time since Russia’s invasion began nearly four years ago, the heart of Ukrainian democracy was literally on fire. The Cabinet of Ministers building—where Ukraine’s entire government conducts its daily business—erupted in flames as a Russian drone found its mark in central Kyiv.
Prime Minister Yulia Svyrydenko stood in the smoke-filled corridors where she and her colleagues had worked just hours before. “Russian terror will not stop the government’s work,” she declared, her words carrying the defiance that had become Ukraine’s trademark. “We will restore the damage. But Ukrainian lives cannot be restored.”
The targeting wasn’t accidental. Sources revealed the building had been deliberately selected, marking Putin’s willingness to strike at the very symbols of Ukrainian statehood. When Russia’s Defense Ministry later claimed they had only hit “industrial enterprises,” the still-smoldering government building made their denial look absurd.
The Mother and Her Baby
Six miles away in the Sviatoshynskyi district, Inna heard the explosion that would haunt her forever. The blast wave from a Russian drone had carved through floors four through eight of a nearby apartment building like an invisible scythe.