Anniversary of Da Vinci’s death
25 October 2021. Da Vinci, as always, worked all day - it was necessary to respond to another Russian attack with fire. "The Wolves", as usual, moved to the position with a howitzer and hit the enemy targets, and Dmytro, as usual, commanded the operation and the correction.
In October, the intensity of the fighting in Donbas increased significantly. The day before, a Russian drone dropped grenades on Dmytro's base in Avdiivka. Although Da Vinci's work was not listed in any summary or report, but was attributed to military units, Russian agents received information about who was carrying out the precision strikes day in and day out. After the drone attack, we moved to a barracks with a dugout next to it, waited for an artillery strike and continued our combat training. Dmytro was ready to act on the alert - he kept the lights on in his room and his phone on, and loud signals of calls and messages came to him almost continuously. Many people needed him in the war.
Dmytro was exhausted by the round-the-clock alert, but he strictly demanded that I keep him informed of the situation, answer his calls, and so he slept in snatches. But I would break his orders a little bit and wait for him to close his eyes and calm his breathing. Then I would get up, go to the guards, ask them not to wake him up, switch off the sound on his phone and turn off the light in the room. In the morning, Dmytro would wake up early, look at the phone, at me, sigh, but say nothing. He was tough and sharp in battle and incredibly tactful and delicate in his relationships.
In October, I stayed with him for a week, and every day I watched him work incessantly, watched him fall asleep, watched his young, strong-willed face. I looked at him as if he were my brother, and tried to keep him calm for at least a few hours...
A year ago, he fell asleep, but I feel as if he is with me.
And I'm afraid to disturb his sleep...
Yurii Butusov, Censor.NET
