A rarity for Ukrainians. A video with a story behind it in English and a English subtitles.
"Sticky mud champing under the feet. The trench walls are punctured by thinner and thicker little roots, protruding like mutilated fingers and clinging to the uniform and the outfit. Grey heavy sky is overlapping Lugansk region. It is Zholobok just opposite. The trench is silent. Just the time to think about the being. Silence makes one strained and minutes are dragging out slowly. Vigilance is a prerequisite of survival...of yourself and of your war brothers. In a distance the air is slit by random machine-gun shooting. The UBGL grenade blasts nearby – and the timeline changes. Everything is suddenly rushing about. Another grenade lands at a short distance. The UBGL grenades blasts are covering the position line. The soldiers are crouching, they take their cover and open machine-gun fire. Roaring of a few bangs by grenade launcher. Here, every man knows his place and his mission, like in a play after many rehearsals. Here is a boy, of just 19 years old; he is also doing his work. He has learned something during his first months on the war. He is loading magazines with his scratched fingers, tearing off packaging of RPG boosters with his teeth. His older and more seasoned friends are engaged in the battle. Bullets are clapping above. Presents from “Utios” (large-calibre machine-gun) are whizzing like bumblebees, it has zeroed in properly from its position in Zholobok. A few large-calibre bullets hit the breastwork. The machine-gun is shooting away in his full and hot hollow cases are raining down on the hands and the helmet. The boy is continuing with his simple work. He has been raised in Donbass and has already witnessed the “Russian world” grin - that is why he is here now... The deadly ping-pong is coming down little by little. In another ten minutes there seems nothing to have happened. The machine-gun’s barrel is heating away. Now fresh belts and magazines should be filled because the next round could start in no time. Thus goes the war. Next moment after silence is set a grey cat makes its appearance, an inseparable soldier’s buddy in warfare. Caressing and purring. The fingers, black and smeared, are stroking the fluffy head".