Diary of a Russian soldier - страница 9

After lunch, we also worked in the park, swept, and so on.

Dinner, hemming, washing, sleeping.

January 12.

Today, during the work, I was taken to the office. I cleaned the plywood with sandpaper, chatted with the commanders, just sat there. During my service, this is one of my best days. However, I cut my finger at the end of the day.

I hope I'll be here more often now. Normal guys, like my friends. I recognized them from the other side. But the most important thing is that I have worked a lot and I hope it will be more and more often.

13th of January.

Today everyone went to carry firewood, but Artyom and I (this is a guy from my city) stayed on the PCB. We sat in the warmth and cleaned up slowly.

They also told us to get a haircut, we wanted to do it before the bath. But the foreman told us to go to the bathhouse, and then it came to us to get a haircut. His logic is fucked up, of course. After lunch, the parade ground was swept. And then, in the middle of cleaning, we were abruptly jerked, as it turned out, I was part of the garrison duty unit. We ran to the barracks, got a helmet, unloading, a knife, a machine gun and 4 horns to it and quickly ran to the headquarters. All this must be done within 10 minutes. It was my first time and I thought something had happened. At headquarters, we were given 120 rounds each, and I understood that if they were giving out cartridges, then there was some kind of incident in the city.. A terrorist attack, an invasion by foreign troops or something similar is not this. I was not afraid, but interested. Soon they were told to return the cartridges and disperse… It was a test of combat readiness. At such moments, you begin to understand what an army is.

January 14th.

Today is a day off, Sunday. I'm waiting for my family to arrive. Despite the intercession in the outfit. There won't be much time, you need to have time to enjoy their presence. We arrived and had a great time. I don't want to let them go..

Before joining the outfit, they didn't even check my knowledge of duties and the rest. The officer on duty was my platoon commander and just asked if they had come to see me and how they sat at all. Everything was fine in the outfit too. The attendant turned out to be a normal guy and told me: "I don't get high in your brain, make everything okay and go." We cleaned everything quickly and efficiently and I sent my partner to bed at 23:20. It's very early. My first outfit in the battalion started well and I hope it will end well. I'm not even standing on the bedside table, I'm just sitting on a chair next to it and no one cares about it.. Awesome.

15.01.2018

2:08 I'm sitting in an outfit

I have already learned 2 songs and the duties of the day staff. I feel normal and cheerful, as I lift my ass from a padded chair just to go to the toilet. I woke up my partner and went to sleep. By morning, I didn't get enough sleep and stood on the bedside table, thereby changing my partner. Soon he blunted the outfit for the first time. The duty officer left the barracks, and I greeted the official with the phrase "company duty officer on the way out." In such cases, the command "private on duty for the duty officer (surname)" is given, although this is a controversial issue. Some people say that you cannot perform the duties of a duty officer standing on the bedside table, they must be performed by another day person. That is, you call him the phrase "company duty officer on the way out," and he introduces himself as "day duty officer." No one knows how to do it right. But you need to know which examiner prefers and adjust to each one separately. Yeah.. It's the army, baby.