Thread by @rshereme

The Scariest Photo in My Gallery...

In the evening, I learned about a seriously wounded man who couldn't be carried away. He had been lying there for a long time, waiting for help, while an enemy drone hovered above him, watching for an evacuation team.

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2/ But the company commander seized the moment and risked his life to go get him. And they did it - they brought him to the nearest shelter.

3/ Late at night, I went there, hoping I could still help. Several hours of struggle, five or six failed attempts to insert an IV - no more veins left...

4/ One last time, by some miracle, I found a vein. We started injecting solutions, his blood pressure rose, a few more injections, and finally - we exhaled. He was stable.

5/ The evac team arrived, we loaded him into the vehicle, and I said: "That's it, boy, hold on. It's over now. The doctors are waiting for you. Just a little longer, and everything will be fine."

6/ They drove away. I sat down, and at that very moment, my combat medic took this photo. A second later, we heard a powerful explosion. Then-silence. Our evacuation team never made contact again. Russians were waiting for them.

Everyone was killed.

7/ When I joined the army, many people asked me: "Are you going to avenge your husband? Do you want blood?" And I always answered: "I'm not here to kill. I'm here to save lives - so that no one else, like my husband, is left without medical care on the battlefield."

8/ They also asked if I would treat prisoners. My answer was always yes. It was my duty.

Not anymore.

I don't want to save anymore. I want to kill. And I want to see them die. I want to see their mothers and wives screaming over their graves.

9/ I will not help any prisoner.

I don't care about your humanity, your rules of war, your conventions.

Damn you, russians.

You, your children, and your grandchildren - for all the grief you have brought to our land.

Author: Combat Medic Nadiya Bila, Ukraine.