Posted on 10/02/2014 8:16:05 PM PDT by UMCRevMom@aol.com
"I FOLDED MY LEG IN A BACKPACK AND CONTINUED THE FIGHT" Volunteer from Chernivtsi Sergey Kozak is in the hospital a long time. Whether or not he will keep his left leg, which was sewn Kiev surgeons, only time will tell.
I could not remain indifferent-and therefore went to war.
My wife had just giveng birth to a second child on March 23 in the hospital, I saw that everything is fine. On March 25 and I went to the training ground.
In the army we were once taught that all that is not enough, a soldier has to find himself. Although it was a long time ago, but I can say that once and for all we are prepared for life .
Maybe that's why, when I saw its OK now for the war. And, maybe I'm just that kind of person.
I was sent to the 95 Brigade, the second battalion. We fought in the rapid response group. Our task was convoys. Sometimes you had to act as intelligence group, which was encircled. The very first victims in the area were from our company of ATO and the mortar battery.
Kozak
I was wounded when ambushed, returning from Slavyansk. In the village of Valley. The ambush was quite professional, well thought-out. But it just so happens, we also think everything through. When I noticed that they aim at us, started shooting. Machine gun we sent to the other side, and it was not deployed. The first targeted and shot the enemy from the RPG-26 punctured leg armor blown off me and the driver. After that, we had 20 minutes continuing to fight. I stood on the seat facing the direction of the shots, leaned more heavily on the right foot and thought she was burnt. The left I just didn't feel. Sat down to get another shop. I rose, then realized that with the left foot is something wrong, because I cannot be on it. But got up and continued the fight. When finished, shone on the leg, I saw that it was already "cords" by some of the guys, and the lower part lies away on the side, it rests only on a piece of skin. I thought "thank God but that's not right."
Asked the boys to find my backpack. Put the leg back and tied for the second part above-the-knee.
Purely instinctively thought put in the backpack and then sort out to understand what to do with it. I split up the butorfanolom. Then called back to the company commander, to announce that we were ambushed. Told about the location and the fact that we were able to fight back.
Physicians from the Kiev hospital sewed me up in Kharkiv. It was they that decided that the leg has the right to life. That's somehow still alive. When was brought to Kiev, thought will have to still cut off. Despite the fact that the operations were every day, surgeons fought to save the leg. Laugh now that they sew neprišivaemoe... Although now there aren't any forecasts, because there's only one working vessel. There will be more operations, and no one knows how the leg would react.
Now I have a leg-separatist, while behind the wheel drive.[?] In Zhitomir, I traveled to our 95-1st Brigade, and to the grave of a Senior Lieutenant Vitalik. He was one of the first killed.
In war there is no time to catch/ understand the experience. Experiences get much more clear in the hospital, when I see crippled youth in their twenties .
I'm scared for them and for himself I am not afraid of work. It is hard when they are young, killed, or when they remain crippled. But there, in the East, they are still very many left. Worry. Want them all out of there as quickly as possible and return them intact.
The soldiers are all different. There are those who are really scary, and there are those who during the firefight tell jokes. When I saw it, at first thought that people were hysterical because rolling on the ground, but it is that they are laughing.
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