The combat unit of the Russian volunteers decided to strike back. While preparing the action, the volunteers carefully monitored the area of upcoming actions. 5 on June at the observation point went ten Serbs and two Russians, Vladislav and Oleg. Lifting 2305 to height took 1.40. No sooner had the fighters recovered their breath, as the Shiptar mine exploded at the top, it was followed by more. The first explosion killed one soldier, several people were injured, including Vladislav. A splinter broke his right arm. There was a feeling that shipptars had shot height beforehand. Of course, there could be no question of any continuation of observation — the Serbs began to descend the slope, taking their dead and wounded. At the height remained three - Oleg, one Serbian warrior and wounded Vlad. His wound was hard, he felt it right away. It was necessary to leave, and it was clear that on a steep slope two people could not carry the wounded man away. Vlad had to go himself. The Shiptara continued to shower mines on the top and its slopes for another hour and a half, but he almost did not react. Pain suppressed a sense of self-preservation. When, finally, they got to the "laying", Vladislav was put on the broken arm with a tire from automatic ripols, having removed the damaged bones, as it turned out, and was sent to the rear on a stretcher. There were no antishock drugs on the "put". The pain, meanwhile, was so unbearable that several times Vlad felt that his consciousness was "leaving", and only with enormous tension of his will he held it. The fighter accompanying him gave him pain pills, but there was no sense in them. For five hours the wounded man was carried on a stretcher along the mountain paths, then for four hours by car along the bumps, to Pec. He got to the operating table eleven hours after being injured.
... Suddenly Vladislav heard the Russian language. Two Russian volunteers, doctors from Tula, anesthesiologist Oleg and a surgeon Konstantin worked in the Pech military hospital .. Vladislav addressed them: "Countrymen! Very tired of this pain, do something to rest a bit." The guys tried their best. Vladislav woke up the next day, really rested. His wound was cleaned, put in order. Began wandering in hospitals and clinics.
Vladislav Kassin, a graduate of the Faculty of Computational Mathematics and Cybernetics of Moscow State University, a member of the university rugby team, a mountaineer, of course, did not expect to become a volunteer that weapons in the hands will protect the brothers Slavs and the Orthodox faith. That proportion of the risk that must be present in the life of a real man, he found in the mountains. There was a meeting there that drastically changed his entire later life. In 1990, in the Elbrus region, in the gorge Adersu, Vlad met Dmitry Chekalin. Dima had serious problems with local Balkarians, Vlad helped to solve them. Dmitry did not remain in debt - a few days later, during the descent, he saved him from inevitable death. In the autumn of the same year they fraternized.
Dmitri had an unusually sharpened sense of justice, he was outraged by any iniquity. Dmitry was especially worried about the oppression of Russians on the outskirts of the former Soviet Union. People close to him said that when the conversation turned to the oppression of the Russians in Transnistria, his hands began to shake.
The massacre, organized by the OPON and the "Romanian" nationalists in Bendery on the day of school graduation balls, the teleframes that captured the bodies of the tortured, raped schoolgirls, were the last straw. Dmitry decided to go to war. Vladislav, unable to dissuade his brother, went with him, hoping, as a senior and more experienced, to keep him from rash acts.
Both Vladislav and Dmitry in this war took place as soldiers - brave, selfless, initiative and skillful. Chekalin was generally distinguished by fearlessness, sometimes bordering on recklessness. The war as it captured him. He saw so much evil and injustice around that he was ready to fight. Dmitry 20 December 1992 of the year went to Bosnia, to protect the Serbs. Vladislav returned to peaceful life.
Chekalin fought in the famous Vyshegrad RDO (Russian volunteer detachment). In the volunteer environment the spirit of some competition was always present, the fighters seemed to be competing with each other in courage and hardness. Few could compare with Dmitry, he was always ahead, without hesitation going to the most risky enterprises. In battle, he always took responsibility for all his comrades, caused the enemy fire on himself. In February, the squadron split 1993: a part of the volunteers remained in Vyshegrad, part went to the neighborhood of Bielina, to the village of Surf.
March 10 squad knocked Bosnian Muslims from one locality. Dmitry ran forward to cut off the enemy's escape route. The fighter, with whom Chekalin was in a pair, for some reason fell behind. When the battle was over, Dmitriy was found with a torn chest and peritoneum, he had a ring from a hand grenade on his finger and an empty magazine in the machine gun. Dmitry was in a camouflage coat, which probably prevented him from pulling the new store out of the unloading vest. Having remained, in fact, unarmed, he, to avoid capture, blew himself up with a grenade.
Probably, Chekalin felt the near death - on March 7 he wrote his will. There was nothing to bequeath, especially nothing - all 1000 marks that were paid in the event of the death of a volunteer. 900 stamps should have been received by parents, 100 stamps should be given to his bride's flowers. Dmitriy's combat comrade, who brought his belongings and documents to Moscow, handed the bride Chekalin, Natasha, a bouquet of luxurious roses from 25. Gift of the deceased groom.
Brother for brother
Guilt for the death of Dmitry did not leave Vladislav. He could not forgive himself for not having dissuaded Chekalin from going to the Balkans, that he had not gone along with him, that in the last battle he had not been near him. Together with Chekalin's parents, he traveled to Priboy, to his sister's grave. Having paid the last debt, having accompanied his parents, Vlad went to Prachu, to a detachment of Russian volunteers. He was familiar with some fighters from Transnistria, others knew Chekalin. Vlad did not avenge his brother, he continued his business. He fought boldly and in cold blood. He fought in Prač, fought on Gyrbovets ("Jewish Grabl" in Sarajevo) in the squad of the Chetniks of the famous commander Slavko Aleksich. In the fall of 1993, he returned to Russia.
After seeing the map of Bosnia, rebuilt in accordance with the Dayton Accords, Vladislav decided to re-bury the body of his sister. The surf had to come under the control of the Muslims, and he could not allow the grave to be desecrated. After returning to Bosnia, he met with Radovan Karadzic, who helped carry out his plans. Although, as it turned out, the Surf remained not on Muslim, but on neutral territory. Dmitri's remains were transported to Bielina, to Tsivilna, to the grave (the Civil Cemetery). The head of the local administration also promised to move the monument that stood on the grave in Priboi.
After the start of the NATO aggression against Yugoslavia, the question "What to do?" before Vladislav did not stand. The Serbian land, where, apart from Dmitry, now lay another fifteen people close to him, became sacred for him. Like many other veterans of fights in Bosnia, he came to defend Serbia. But before joining the Yugoslav army, Vladislav traveled to Bosnia to the grave of his brother.
In three years, the tomb of New Serbs, decorated with magnificent tombstones made of marble and granite, has appeared on the Tsivilna Groble. And the grave of Russian Dmitry ... disappeared!
While shocked Vladislav tried to collect his thoughts, an elderly Serb tried to talk to him, and, as they say, "fell under the hot hand". Vlad bluntly expressed to the old man everything he thinks of "a people who forgets heroes who died for their freedom." But the Serb was not offended. He called the cemetery watchman, and together they quickly found the grave. She just got lost in a huge, many thousands cemetery. The grave was overgrown with thick grass, the Cross fell, and lay beside. Vlad decided to transfer the remains of Dmitry back to the Surf, where he was known and remembered. The Russian paratroopers from the "Uglevecheskoe" brigade, operating as part of SFOR, helped to do this And on May 9, 1999, after the requiem and honoring of military honors, Dmitry was buried again at the Priboy cemetery.
Vlad returned to the territory of Yugoslavia and arrived at the military assembly point.
There he met other Russian volunteers, future fighters of the reconnaissance and sabotage group, where he was to serve. After several days of accelerated training, they were sent to Kosovo, on the Albanian border, in an area with the name Yunochka Planina.
Clashes took place here daily. Gangs of shiptar militants made their way into Yugoslav territory through mountain ravines deep into Kosovo to carry out terrorist acts and sabotage. In addition, Albanian regular troops undercover aviation NATO seized border lands. They also fired from the howitzers and mortars the positions of the Serbs and provided artillery support for the breaking bandits. The Serbs ambushed trails, mined all passable places. The most active and boldly acted Russian volunteers. Despite the success that usually accompanied them, they were not satisfied with the results of their combat work. You can kill thousands of shiptars, Turks, or, say, Hungarians, but that would not bring victory a bit closer. Indeed, for the Americans it was cheap cannon fodder, which could be ruthlessly driven to slaughter. Another thing is the American or British soldiers. It was enough for Somalis to kill several dozen marines so that the United States would curtail its presence in this African country. But from Kosovo it was impossible to get to the soldiers of the "civilized" countries. The NATO contingents were deployed in Macedonia, with the Americans in the very depths, then the British, French, Germans, and the Macedonian units ahead of them all.
True, the Serbs were aware that behind the Damned Mountains in the territory of Albania there was a training camp for terrorists, where American instructors “tugged” the trainers.
Volunteers were ready to carry out a raid on this "training" in order to destroy and capture the Americans. But for it, it was necessary for the Serbian command to ensure the withdrawal of the group after the task was completed. But this question hung in the air. So volunteers had to fight only with shiptar and mercenaries who were among them. The militants were very well armed and equipped, acted quite competently, but did not display any special heroism. Perhaps hoping that NATO will do everything for them.
The morale of the Yugoslav fighters was generally high. Especially since there were many Serb volunteers in the units on the front end, among them were those who also fought in Bosnia. But compared to Russians, many Serbs were more frivolous and less disciplined. For them there were big problems fortification work and duty on posts and in secrets.
Not far from the position of Vlad's group, the Americans bombed the Serb division. The soldiers were too lazy to dig up dugouts in the mountainous rocky soil and equipped their put like huts. The result was deplorable - the "huts" from the bombs and rockets did not save.
The fighting in the mountains demanded special training and serious physical training of the fighters, Vlad was very useful for his mountaineering training. But he didn’t have to go to war, he was wounded two days before the signing of the cease-fire agreement.
After six months of wandering around the hospital, after three operations, Vladislav returned home. With a crippled, broken hand and very grim prospects. After all, before the war, he earned his living by industrial mountaineering. Now this, of course, could be forgotten. After the start of the bombing of Yugoslavia, many politicians and other public figures have publicly declared their support for a volunteer impulse, that they are ready to provide full assistance to volunteers. Now, when there was already a different political situation, the volunteers did not interest them. After the beginning of a new phase of the Caucasian War, politicians preferred to pose in front of television cameras against the background of soldiers and humanitarian supplies wounded in Chechnya.
But help nevertheless came, and not at all from the side of the “mighty of this world”. Nadezhda Sizova, an operating sister of the Scientific Center of Surgery of the Russian Academy of Medical Sciences, learned about the trouble of the volunteer. She was able to negotiate that Vladislav, whom she introduced as her brother, was given surgery at the center. Moreover, for free (such an operation costs at least six thousand dollars). This was made possible by the order of the head of the department, Academician Milanov Nikolay Olegovich, an outstanding scientist and talented surgeon. Truly, “a fed man doesn’t understand the hungry,” but the doctors themselves, sitting on a starvation diet, easily entered the position of a volunteer.
The most complicated operation lasted ten hours, the pinched nerve was released and the bone tissue was transplanted. And ... the hand began to move, there was hope that it would be possible to restore its functions, at least partially.
Vlad developed a hand - he steamed it, did a massage, began to slowly give a load. And it went.
Vlad regrets only two things: that they failed to reach the Americans, and that the shrines of Kosovo are in the hands of enemies.