In Memory of a Comrade in Arms On August 2, our good comrade died. A man who rose through the ranks from a senior machine gunner in the group to a group commander. An iron will, a steely character—and a charming smile that could melt any tension. And if he picked up a guitar, he instantly became the life of the party. Four and a half years of war—from the very first days. With honor and dignity. Participation in the campaign against Kyiv, Gostomel Airport