09/04/2021
This post is for my English speaking friends. 🍁🇬🇧🇺🇸🇳🇿
Here is the reason why I was out of reach for so long.
So what happened on November 25, 2020 and why I was thrown out of life for a month.
On that day, I decided to find out who issued a permit, either openly or secretly, to conduct military training, in the place where shots have been fired with increasing intensity, for the past two years, near the reserve-recreational zone, between the villages of Sopit and Dovhe.
50m from the road hung the same primitive sign printed on a inkjet printer, which was installed long time ago. (I've attached the photo of it to one of my previous posts)
I drove to the concrete dam, where someone neatly fixed ten paper targets beforehand.
Ineffective calls to the police prompted independent action. At that time, the plan was simple. Pick up the targets before the police arrive, who should determine who owns the targets and who gave the "approval" for the shooting.
As soon as I loaded the targets into the car, two armed men in green uniforms arrived on a UTV, claiming that the targets were theirs.
I explained that as a resident of the village of Sopit and a citizen of Ukraine, I deeply care, what is happening nearby and this is really, what I need to know.
When I asked them to show me their ID cards or the permit to perform military sniper shooting, which was supposed to be attached to the entrance, I heard only the arrogant, "Who are you?" This phrase was heard again and again. I answered - the police will determine who I am and who you are.
The young man, as it turned out, an officer of the KORD special police unit, ignored my request to keep a social distance, so I caught the right moment, jumped into the car and headed for the exit from the dam.
At that time, the two armed in uniform, without IDs, shoots and identification marks, for me personally did not differ from the infamous green men that occupied Crimea. A senior in uniform, as it turned out, an SBU (Security Service of Ukraine) officer tried to stop my car by jumping on its hood, but after simple maneuvers I managed to throw him out of the car. Their identities were verified later. At some point Oleksandr Bondarenko and Oleksiy Musiyenko will be explaining many things.
They started chasing me on their UTV. My Hopes for a civilized problem solving were dashed when the two of them broke into my private yard, tied my hands, and began hitting me on the kidneys and other organs.
Neighbors shouted and asked them to let me go. And the only thing the neighbors heard in response was, that it was them, who was the police and the law. After that, almost strangling me to death, two more people arrived - Mykola Kobilnyk (Eneiko) and Oleksandr Baranenko. Mykola without giving it a second thought and without choosing words broke my jaw. Then came two more. The bullying continued.
Is it so difficult to understand that someone is defending peace in the east and someone is defending it in the west?
I have explained several times, that love for the Motherland begins with love for nature, but in return I received only humiliation and pain.
The events of that day did not end there. A young KORD employee pulled the keys to my car out of my pocket, and they both forcibly shoved me tied up in the trunk of my car and drove me back to the dam. The police were still in no hurry.
Humiliation and beatings continued on the dam. I don't know what Mykola was thinking when he pulled out a pistol and aimed it at my head. Maybe he wanted to break me or intimidate me. Then, perhaps realizing that it would be difficult to intimidate, he simply hit my head with the pistol grip, adding a concussion to all the injuries.
Oleksandr Baranenko started filming with the phrase "well, separator, tell us", I repeated that I do not give up on anything. I would really like to see that video, but I don't think he will expose such a compromising material against himself.
Suddenly my phone rang in the car, which they took away. The young lieutenant of KORD even tried to find out my password, after which he simply broke the phone to pieces. For a while, I was left without communication means.
The beating would have continued, but I was finally released after I agreed to put the targets back.
Well, as always, then the police arrived. The result was four titanium plates in the jaw, a concussion, and twenty-two days in the hospital. Special thanks to the qualified and decent specialists of the Department of Maxillofacial Surgery. 😘
Doctors JS Gudzan , YB Pasternak and RB Dunets did everything in their power. 😍 🤝 😍
Something tells me that the police, the SBU, and the militaries were well aware of the situation. Like the Alfa Bravo shooting club they are "covering".
Therefore, the question arises. What are you guided by when you even secretly agree on things like a military ground? Even the Soviet government, with all its capabilities, did not come up with something like that, although the western border was much more strategically important back then.
How can you make a military training ground where the trajectory of the bullet intersects with two roads, a river and a lake, where people bathe, where adults and children gather berries and mushrooms, where a nature reserve begins a few hundred meters on both sides? Do you have common sense? Isn't there a more appropriate place for sniper training in the largest country in Europe?
Thank you all in advance for sharing and comments. 🙏
Hopefully we'll be able to influence the situation via joint community efforts and media.
