Bombing of the village of Zakan-Yurt
Mass killings of civilians Throughout the war, in addition to indiscriminate bombing and artillery shelling, the Russian occupiers destroyed the Chechen people. The so-called “cleansing” of cities from “terrorists” took place with the execution of women, children and the elderly. In December, Russians killed 17 civilians in the village of Alkhan-Yurt in a robbery, burned many houses and raped many women, according to a report by the US Senate Foreign Relations Committee from Human Rights Watch. More than 50 murders are known in the Staropromyslovsky district of Grozny. The occupiers mocked people, burned them alive and killed civilians in front of their relatives, and also mocked the bodies of the dead. We know about an incident that occurred in the village of Novye Aldy on February 5, 2000. - On the evening of February 4, soldiers entered the village. These were 18-20 year old conscripts and several officers, they asked if there were any militants left. We gave them what we had to eat. They were friendly and warned that tomorrow they would “unleash the dogs” on us. We didn't understand them. On February 5, in the morning, shots and machine gun fire were heard. When the houses caught fire and people started screaming, we realized that the “dogs” had entered the village. They destroyed everything, killed and burned people without asking for documents. They only asked for gold and money, and then they shot,” recalls village resident Marina Izmailova. -Two brothers, elderly people, Abdulla and Salam Magomadov, remained in house 158 on Mazaev Street. They were burned alive in their home. Only a few days later it was difficult to collect their remains. They fit in a plastic bag. On Khoperskaya Street the same thing happened as on ours. Ali Khadzhimuradov, a pensioner, had his gold teeth knocked out with a butt. Three from the Ganaev family were killed on Voronezhskaya Street. Four from the Mussayev family died." Indiscriminate detentions and torture After the Russian military announced that all men aged 10 to 60 years had become potential terrorists for them, a riot swept across Chechnya a series of detentions among the civilian population. Men were often either killed on the spot or sent to filtration camps and prisons, where they were tortured. The Russians offered to release the detainees for a reward, and also sold the bodies of the dead to relatives. In addition, under suspicion from the blood-crazed military, There were also women present, as federal troops were “looking for snipers.”
Bombing of the village of Shaami-Yurt.
Another village through which the combatants went into the mountains came under fire for two days. Residents were not notified of the start of hostilities, and were not given the opportunity to leave the village. When trying to leave the village, many men were arrested by the Russians. Later they were found killed with signs of torture.
Bombing of the village of Zakan-Yurt
After the shelling that occurred in early November 1999, the rural community agreed to become a so-called “safe zone” controlled by federal troops. However, when on the night of February 2 the Russians opened a corridor for Chechen soldiers to leave Grozny, they walked through Zakan-Yurt. And the village was subjected to merciless shelling. At exactly midnight on the night of the 2nd, the bombing of the civilian population of the village began, where only part of the combatants were located. Witnesses say that the Chechens wanted to quickly leave the village, but the invaders decided to raze them to the ground along with the civilians. About 30 people died.
Ultimatum to local residents.
The leaders of the Russian troops presented the residents of Grozny with the fact that everyone needs to leave the city, otherwise anyone who is not outside its borders will be considered a terrorist and subject to destruction. We are talking about hundreds of thousands of people. The military promised to provide a humanitarian corridor to exit the besieged city, but did not do so. All roads leading from the capital were subject to regular bombing.
Airstrike on refugees
At the end of October, when it became clear to people that Russia was again starting a bloody war, local residents en masse tried to leave the country. Columns of refugees were blocked by the Russians at the checkpoint to Ingushetia. The soldiers raped women and killed those who tried to stop them. Old people and children were dying from the cold, but the ruthless Russians did not let anyone out. On October 29, a column of refugees heading to Nazran from Grozny was bombed. Several hundred people died.
Bombing of Grozny
In early August and September, detachments under the command of Basayev began operations in Dagestan. Russia responded to this with a counter-terrorism operation, after which a full-scale and incredibly cruel war began on the territory of Chechnya. On October 21, 1999, the occupiers launched a tactical missile at Grozny. The shell exploded over a market, a maternity hospital and a mosque. 150 people died. Five days later, the commander of the Western Front of the Russian Federation, General Shamanov, admitted that these deaths lay on the conscience of the Russian army.
Pavel Felgenhauer, who was still friends with Russian generals during the first war, recalled how one of the top military leaders shared his secret with him at that time: “We are working so ruthlessly on Grozny and other goals in Chechnya so that these NATO goats will finally understand if the Russians are capable to do this to their own city and to their own citizens is what they will be willing to do to Western cities and their inhabitants.” Thousands of people were held in “filtration camps” where they were subjected to torture and ill-treatment, while detainees were willingly sold (alive or dead) to their relatives whenever possible. According to Alexander Cherkasov, an employee of the Memorial Human Rights Center, Russia did not keep records of dead civilians. The center's expert estimates are frightening - up to 50 thousand civilian deaths.
April 1995
Targeted killing of civilians
Russian occupiers along the entire front line continue to shoot Chechens from all types of guns. Nozhai-Yurt, Ishkhoy-Yurt, Betty-Mokhk - villages whose population were shot in cold blood. From the memoirs of Patimat, a resident of the village of Ishkhoy-Yurt: “The old people agreed that the Russian military should not kill people and destroy the village. The Russian army said that they only plan to go through the village. They said they wanted to surround the forest. They came to the village and started shooting through us. Planes bomb, helicopters bomb, but they still end up in the village... 10-15 houses were demolished.” They worked with "Grads" and "Hurricanes". Incredible shelling continued until 1996 without respite. During the day, the main roads through which people could leave their cities and villages were bombed approximately once every 15-20 minutes, forcing the residents of Chechnya to remain in their homes under continuous air raids and artillery shelling. During the presidential elections in the Russian Federation, there were no military operations for almost a week, but immediately after the second round, the Russians began to use heavy weapons again. “All last night, the village of Makhkety was subject to intense shelling from Grad and Uragan multiple rocket launchers. The number of victims of the shelling is 18, several dozen residents were wounded. They cannot be taken out of the village, since yesterday afternoon federal units blocked the only road leading from this settlement. They tried to take some seriously wounded people out of Makhketa along mountain paths. Of the 8 people taken to the Shali district hospital, four died from their wounds, the condition of the rest is assessed as critical. The only nearest place where the victims can receive qualified assistance is Shali itself remains, but the city is blocked again. The soldiers at the checkpoints do not allow cars with the wounded to pass through the cordon," noted an ITAR-TASS correspondent on July 11, 1996.
Using civilians as human shields
In March 1996, in the village of Samashki, Russian soldiers used civilians as a shield. After the shelling, the Chechens began to defend the village, and attempts by the Russians to enter the village led to heavy losses. Then the feds resorted to using a “human shield.” The occupiers turned around the column of refugees, lined up people near their armored vehicles and walked into the village. From the memoirs of Patimat, a resident of the village of Ishkhoy-Yurt: “The old people agreed that the Russian military should not kill people and destroy the village. The Russian army said that they only plan to go through the village. They said they wanted to surround the forest. They came to the village and started shooting through us. Planes bomb, helicopters bomb, but they still end up in the village... 10-15 houses were demolished.” They worked with "Grads" and "Hurricanes". From April 7 to 8, Russian law enforcement officers entered the village of Samashki. More than 100 civilians were shot in cold blood.
Application of vacuum bombs
The Russian military continues its crimes, targeting civilians with artillery and aviation. Hundreds of people die every day throughout Chechnya. At the same time, shelling is carried out mainly in residential areas. Here is the story of Zazu Tsuraeva, a participant in the events: On March 11 or 12, 68 houses were bombed in Shali. The men said that vacuum bombs were used. All that was left of the buildings was land. Many children died. For 4 days they tried to sort out the rubble, they found either a child’s hand or a head. By this time there were no militants in Shali. They left Arghun around March 15th. After that, there were none in Argun, Shali, or Mesker-Yurt."
Bombing of a refugee camp.
In the area of Lake Kezenoyam, the Russian military allegedly discovered a “militant base” that was in fact a shelter for hundreds of refugees. An air strike targeted the building of the sports base where people were staying. It is reliably known that five women and children died, but witnesses speak of a much larger number of victims.
Death of 7 children.
The group of the Commissioner for Human Rights recorded the first case of the death of children at the hands of Russians on December 21. Near Grozny, in the village of Artemovskaya, there was artillery shelling. The Musaev and Selimkhanov families took refuge in the basement when a shell hit it. As a result of the explosion, five children were killed immediately and five more were injured. In Grozny they were never able to save the two Musaev sisters, aged five and six.
Destruction of 18 houses.
The Russian Air Force bombed Chechnya several times every day. At the same time, there were no targeted attacks, and the official Kremlin denied all the facts of the death of civilians. So, on the night of December 19-20, two bombs destroyed a residential building and partially destroyed 18 more. Witnesses talk about the death of a man, an elderly woman and two children.
December 1994.
First bombings
In December 1994, when the Russian occupiers began to trample Chechen soil, so-called “filtration camps” were created, where all people who seemed suspicious to the Russian military were taken. Illegal detention, torture, executions - all this has become a reality for both civilians and militias who have taken up arms. Already on December 12, in response to fire from the village of Assinovskaya, the entire populated area was shelled from artillery. In mid-December, federal troops began shelling Grozny with artillery. On December 17, the first bomb attack was carried out on the capital. Within two days, aviation carried out air raids on 40 settlements. The number of dead immediately exceeded 500 people.
Now many Chechen officials are agitating that peace will come when the Chechens are trusted. But the problem is not whether to trust the Chechens - the Russian people have always been very trusting - but how they will use this trust. Those who, by the will of fate, regularly communicated with “hot Chechen guys” not at the official level, but at the everyday level, know: these guys are not simple! They can assure you of the most friendly disposition and call you “brother,” but at the same time they hold a knife in their bosom and wait for you to turn your back to them.
It is also amazing that until now almost no one has spoken honestly about how young and zealous Chechen guys back in Soviet times, before all the latest wars for which they now blame Russia, treated Russians, or, more correctly, did not their own, not Chechen women, when they happened to “get hold of” them. You can’t offend your own people, because you can answer for it with your life, but it’s easy to offend strangers.
I came across a letter written 15 years ago by a girl who faced similar treatment. Then she tried to publish this letter in the Moscow press, but she was refused by all the editorial offices to which she applied, arguing that the publication of such a letter could offend the national feelings of the Chechens.
Only now, when the press became less afraid of “offending national feelings,” did it become possible to publish this cry from the heart. Here he is.
“I am a native Muscovite. I study at one of the Moscow universities. A year and a half ago, a story happened to me that only now I can tell without hysterics. And I think I should tell it.
My friend, who studied at Moscow State University. Lomonosova, invited me to visit her dormitory, where she lives (it’s called DAS - the house of graduate students and interns). I've been there before. Usually it was not difficult to get to the hostel, but this time the guard categorically did not want to let me through, demanding that I leave the document. I gave her my student card and went up to my friend’s room – I’ll call her Nadya. Then we went with her to the dorm cafe on the first floor, where we ordered coffee and a couple of sandwiches.
Some time later, one of Nadya’s old acquaintances of Caucasian appearance sat down with us. Nadya introduced me to him, and he invited us to move from the cafe to his room - to chat in a relaxed atmosphere, watch videos, drink some wine.
I immediately refused, explaining that it was not too early, and it would soon be time to go home. To which Ruslan - so screwed the guy - objected: why go home if you can stay overnight here, in your friend’s room? Like, real life in the dorm it starts at night; Isn’t a Moscow girl interested in learning how nonresident students live? After all, this is its own very original little world...
I was really interested. Which is what I told him. He added that it was still impossible to stay, because the guard took the student’s card and sternly warned me that I had to pick it up before 11 pm, otherwise she would hand it over somewhere.
What problems? - said Ruslan. – I’ll buy your student card in no time!
And left. While he was gone, I expressed my concerns to my friend: is it dangerous to go into the room of an unfamiliar Caucasian man? But Nadya reassured me, saying that Ruslan is a Chechen only from his father, whom he doesn’t even remember, lives with his mother, and in general he is also a Muscovite.
Why then does he live in a dormitory? – I was surprised.
Yes, he quarreled with his mother and decided to settle here,” Nadya explained to me. – I made an agreement with the local administration. – And then she added: “It’s easy here.” In the dormitories of Moscow State University, Chechens are generally given the green light, even if they are not students at all. Simply because the main boss of all university dormitories is a Chechen, and they have their own clan laws...
Then Ruslan returned and brought my student ID. And we, having bought food at the cafe, went to visit him (if you can call visiting a dorm room that way). The decisive argument in favor of this visit for me was, perhaps, that the guy looked attractive and not arrogant. Naturally, communication was supposed to be exclusively platonic.
On the way, we called my mother from a payphone, and Nadya assured her that everything would be fine, not to worry. Mom, reluctantly, allowed me to stay.
Having seated us in his room, Ruslan ran out for champagne and put on some kind of video - not pornography, but a normal movie, some kind of American action movie. He said that later we would go to another room to visit his friends from the course, where there was supposed to be a large, cheerful group of guys and girls. I was a home girl, I rarely managed to find myself in a “big noisy company,” so this prospect fascinated me.
When it was already closer to midnight, there was a knock on the door. Ruslan opened without question, and three young men entered the room. A tense situation immediately arose.
These are the local Chechens,” Nadya told me in a whisper. – He and Ruslan have some common affairs.
However, those who entered sat down in a comfortable manner and were in no hurry to talk about business. But they began to cast unambiguous glances at my friend and me. I felt uneasy, and I turned to Ruslan:
You know, we should probably go. You are probably having some serious conversation here. All in all, thanks for the evening.
Ruslan wanted to answer something, but then the smallest of those who came (although by age he was, apparently, the eldest) loudly interrupted him:
Come on, girls, what serious conversations can there be when you are here! We'll just join your company - sit, have a drink, talk about life.
It's really time for the girls. “They were already getting ready to leave,” Ruslan objected somehow not very confidently.
“Come on, let them sit with us for a little while, we won’t hurt them,” the little one said friendly.
One of the guests called Ruslan into the corridor to talk, and the little one continued to have a friendly conversation with us. After some time, the “guest” returned with two more friends, the owner was not with them. Nadya and I tried to leave again, although by this time it became obvious that we would not be able to do it so easily...
Here the little one closed front door, put the keys in his pocket and simply said:
Let's go to the bathroom, girl. And I don’t advise you to resist, otherwise I’ll quickly damage your face.”
I was scared and panicked about what to do. And he continued:
Well, you fool, are you hard of hearing? I can even correct your hearing! For example, I’ll cut off an ear.
He pulled a knife out of his pocket and pressed the button. The blade popped out with a metallic sound. He played with the knife for a minute and put it back in his pocket, saying:
Well, shall we go?
No matter how disgusting I was, I decided that I would rather endure a few minutes of sex than have to suffer for the rest of my life with a disfigured face. And went to the bathroom.
There I made a last attempt to awaken humanity in this aggressive creature, even whose name was unknown to me, convincing him to let me and Nadezhda go.
Better occupy your mouth with something else,” he interrupted me and unbuttoned his trousers.
Having received satisfaction, the sexual aggressor seemed to become a little better. At least his expression became softer.
Don't you want to join your girlfriend? - he asked.
In what sense? – I asked.
The fact is that she will be fucked all night by four insatiable stallions. But I'm better, right? Well, am I better? - he insisted.
What, do I have a choice? – I asked doomedly.
You're right, you have no choice. You will come with me to my home. Unless, of course, you want it to be really bad for you and your girlfriend.
Naturally, I didn't want to. She left the bathroom and, trying not to look in the direction of the bed on which something disgusting was happening, went to the front door.
“Close behind us,” my guard gave instructions to his people as he left.
At the exit from the hostel, seeing the watchman and the phone next to her, I decided to take advantage of what seemed to me to be a chance for salvation.
I need to call home! – I said loudly, rushing to the phone.
But before I even had time to grab the phone, I felt swipe on the back of the head and fell on the concrete floor.
Completely stupefied by drugs. She doesn't even have a home. A homeless woman and a prostitute,” I heard the voice of my tormentor.
Where are you taking her? – the watchwoman timidly asked.
To the police. She tried to clean out my room and harassed my friends. Get up bitch, let's go! Fast!
He grabbed me by the collar and, jerking me off the floor, tore my jacket.
“You should take it easy,” the watchwoman stammered. - Why is it so?
I glanced at my grandmother, full of prayer, when the little animal was already dragging me out into the street.
What, you idiot, don’t you want to live? Better not rock the boat! – he commented on my attempt at liberation.
And then I thought: it’s better to just endure this horror. Unless, of course, I end up being stabbed anyway.
The animal hailed a taxi, whispered to the driver the destination, pushed me into the back seat, climbed in next to me, and we drove off.
“Rest, darling, you’re tired,” he said in a sugary voice, grabbing my head and pushing my face into his lap.
So I lay there, not seeing the way. And he - and this was a completely unbearable mockery - stroked my hair all the way. If I tried to raise my head, he dug his finger into my neck somewhere in the area of the solar artery.
The house we stayed at was very ordinary. There was no number on the apartment door.
Having opened the door with his key, he pushed me into the hallway and then entered himself, loudly informing someone:
Who wants a woman? Welcome guests!
My brothers live here. Be kind to them.
There were seven “brothers”. And compared to them, the one who brought me here seemed like a dwarf. Or, rather, a jackal, ingratiating himself with the tigers in a desire to please them. These were huge men with muscular figures and with the kind of faces that professional killers probably have when they are not working. They sat on the beds, of which there were five in the room, watched TV and drank wine. And I also felt some kind of sweetish smell unknown to me at that time. Looking at this “meeting”, through the throes of a headache, I realized that I was very, very, very unlucky.
At first glance at me, exhausted, they apparently all decided that I was an ordinary cheap prostitute. They greeted me, so to speak, kindly: they sat me down in a chair, offered me a drink and smoked weed. When I refused, one of the “tigers”, looking at me incredulously, asked the “jackal”:
Where did you get it?
“In the hostel,” he answered cheerfully.
“I’m a Muscovite, I have a dad and a mom,” I couldn’t stand it, desperately looking for protection.
The “Jackal” immediately began fussily explaining something to his “brothers” in a language I did not understand. “Tiger” also spoke Chechen, but it was clear from his voice and facial expression that he was unhappy. Then the others joined them, and their conversation turned into an argument. And I could only look at them and silently pray to God that this argument would end successfully for me.
When the bickering was over, several “tigers” began to go to bed, and one of them, the youngest, took me to another room. There were only two beds in this small room. He pulled the mattresses off them onto the floor, placed them along with their linen on the floor, invited me to sit down, sat down next to me and began to talk to me in an insinuating voice. I answered mechanically, but I was thinking about something completely different - my head was completely occupied with fear.
Finally, he ordered me to undress - and another nightmare session began. No, he didn’t mock me openly and even gave me some freedom of action, but that didn’t make me feel any better. My whole body ached, my head was pounding and I really wanted to sleep. I realized that if they started kicking me now, it wouldn’t change much for me. I really wanted to lose consciousness - at least for a while, and I also regretted that I had not smoked what they offered there. Because the most terrible thing was how my clear consciousness perceived every detail absolutely clearly. And time went by so slowly!
When the “tiger” relieved himself several times, he left and I began to get dressed. But then a “jackal” jumped into the room, grabbed my clothes and, shouting for good measure, ran out the door. And immediately the next contender for my body appeared.
This is, of course, a good proverb: “If you are being raped, relax and try to have fun.” I forced myself to relax, as much as possible in such a situation when you are shaking with fear, but with pleasure things were very bad. Worse than bad.
After the second “tiger” the “jackal” came running again. This time he began to undress himself, and I completely lost heart. I think I would have preferred to be raped by one of the other Tigers. At least they didn’t mock me so maliciously, on the sly - they didn’t pull my hair, didn’t try to break my fingers, didn’t pinch me until I had cramps all over my body. “The Jackal” did all this, and with great pleasure. But he brought with him a cigarette filled with “weed” and demanded that I smoke with him. This time I didn’t refuse, but it was useless.
But as a result, I didn’t feel any confusion in my head; I just felt even more nauseous. And with an equally clear head, I endured the third and most painful session of using my body. And only when the little mongrel got tired of abusing the helpless victim, he left me alone, even allowed me to dress lightly and sent me to the kitchen to wash the dishes, promising to break my hands if I broke something.
In the kitchen sat the largest of the local “brothers” - a red-haired Chechen, so lazy and sedate. While I washed the dishes with trembling hands, he talked to me and even offered me a little condolences. He said that I really found myself in a “not very pleasant” situation. But when the sink and furniture around were cleared of numerous plates and cups, he invited me to go back to that small room from which I had left an hour ago.
Listen,” I turned to him, again trying to ease my fate. - You are such a respectable man. Are you really going to take advantage of the woman that your... subordinates just had?
I didn't mean to. But now, looking at you, I wanted to,” he answered and added affectionately: “Our baby completely intimidated you, didn’t he?” Well, it's okay, relax. I won't torture you like he did.
Oh, what a kind uncle!
I was already ready for the fact that after all this entertainment they would simply kill me. But they let me go. And the “baby” took me in a taxi, again pressing my head against his knees, and dropped me off near the hostel.
I went to a friend’s house to first somehow get myself in order, and then return home to my parents. Nadya lay in her room, even more tormented than me, with a broken face. Later it turned out that her rapists, in addition to a lifelong aversion to men, also “gifted” her with venous diseases, including clap, trichomoniasis and pubic lice.
After this, Nadya could no longer stay in the hostel. Unlike the Chechens who raped her, they still lived there happily and, until she left, terrorized her: meeting her somewhere in the hall, they called her a prostitute and “contagious.” Apparently, they decided among themselves that it was she who infected them. This way, naturally, it was more convenient for them - they didn’t have to look for the culprit among their own. Only Ruslan, who provoked this story, apologized to Nadya and conveyed the apology to me through her, but this did not make it any easier.
Nadezhda took her documents from the university and left for her hometown. There she had an abortion and was treated for a long time...
And it turns out that I got away with only fear. Which I now have, apparently, for the rest of my life. When I see a man of Caucasian appearance, I start to pound. It especially hurts when I see Chechens - I can distinguish them from other Caucasians, as they say, with the naked eye. But it would be better - armed..."
Probably, this letter could not be commented on, but after the ellipsis I want to put a full stop. Although I'm not sure that it will be possible to install it.
Has the situation changed since the time mentioned in the letter? Don't know. There is information that “hot Chechen guys” are still not averse to “profiting” from Russian girls. Moreover, now they have an excuse: they say, if Russian men are at war with us, we have the right to treat their women the way in the times of the barbarians we treated the women of our enemies - as powerless prey.
And here the question is this: will people, who believe that everyone is obliged to them and everyone is guilty before them, stop raping our women if this war suddenly ends? Or will they continue to do this with great passion, and we will remain silent so as not to offend their “national feelings”?
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Andrey Veselov
Russians were humiliated in every way; in Grozny there was a poster hanging near the Printing House: Russians, don’t leave, we need slaves
In 1991-1992, TENS OF THOUSANDS of Russians were massacred in Chechnya.
In Shelkovskaya in the spring of 1992, the “Chechen police” confiscated all hunting weapons from the Russian population, and a week later militants came to the unarmed village. They were engaged in re-registration of real estate. Moreover, a whole system of signs was developed for this purpose. Human intestines wrapped around the fence meant: the owner is no longer there, there are only women in the house, ready for “love.” Women's bodies, impaled on the same fence: the house is free, you can move in...
I saw columns of buses, which, due to the stench, could not be approached within a hundred meters, because they were filled with the bodies of slaughtered Russians. I saw women cut straight lengthwise with a chainsaw, children impaled on road sign posts, guts artistically wrapped around a fence. We Russians were cleaned out from our own land, like dirt from under our fingernails. And this was 1992 - there were still two and a half years left before the “first Chechen war”...
During the first Chechen war, video recordings were captured of minor Vainakhs having fun with Russian women. They put women on all fours and threw knives as if at a target, trying to hit the vagina. All this was filmed and commented on...
Then came the “fun times”. Russians began to be slaughtered in the streets in broad daylight. Before my eyes, in a line for bread, one Russian guy was surrounded by Vainakhs, one of whom spat on the floor and invited the Russian to lick the spit off the floor. When he refused, his stomach was ripped open with a knife. Chechens burst into a parallel class right during the lesson, chose the three prettiest Russian high school girls and dragged them away with them. Then we found out that the girls were given as a birthday present to a local Chechen authority.
And then it got really fun. Militants came to the village and began to clear it of Russians. At night, the screams of people being raped and slaughtered were sometimes heard. own home. And no one came to their aid. Everyone was for himself, everyone was shaking with fear, and some managed to provide an ideological basis for this matter, they say, “my home is my fortress” (yes, dear Rodo, I heard this phrase right then. The person who uttered it is already no longer alive - the Vainakhs wrapped his intestines around his own fence own home). This is how we, cowardly and stupid, were slaughtered one by one. Tens of thousands of Russians were killed, several thousand ended up in slavery and Chechen harems, hundreds of thousands fled from Chechnya in their underpants.
This is how the Vainakhs resolved the “Russian question” in a separate republic.
The video was filmed by militants in 1999 during the invasion of Basayev’s group in Dagestan. On the way of the group there was our checkpoint, the personnel of which, upon seeing the militants, crap themselves from fear and surrendered. Our servicemen had the opportunity to die like a man, in battle. They did not want this, and as a result they were slaughtered like sheep. And if you watched the video carefully, you should have noticed that only the one who was stabbed last had his hands tied. Fate gave the rest another chance to die like humans. Any of them could stand up and make the last sharp movement in their lives - if not grab the enemy with their teeth, then at least take a knife or machine gun fire to the chest while standing. But they, seeing, hearing, and feeling that their comrade was being slaughtered nearby, and knowing that they would be slaughtered too, still preferred the death of a mutton.
This is a one-on-one situation with the Russians in Chechnya. There we behaved exactly the same. And we were cut out in the same way.
By the way, I always showed captured Chechen videos to every young recruit in my platoon, and then in the company, and they were even less glamorous than the one presented. My fighters looked at torture, and at the ripping open of the stomach, and at sawing off the head with a hacksaw. We looked carefully. After that, it would never have occurred to any of them to surrender.
There, during the war, fate brought me together with another Jew - Lev Yakovlevich Rokhlin. Initially, our participation in the New Year's assault was not expected. But when contact was lost with the 131st Motorized Rifle Brigade and the 81st Motorized Rifle Regiment, we were rushed to help. We broke through to the location of the 8th AK, commanded by General Rokhlin, and arrived at his headquarters. That was the first time I saw him in person. And at first glance he somehow didn’t seem to me: hunched over, with a cold, wearing cracked glasses... Not a general, but some tired agronomist. He set us the task of collecting the scattered remnants of the Maikop brigade and the 81st regiment and leading them to the Rokhlinsky reconnaissance battalion. This is what we did - we collected meat that had pissed itself from fear from the basements and brought it to the location of the Rokhlinsky scouts. There were about two companies in total. At first, Rokhlin did not want to use them, but when all the other groups retreated, 8 AK was left alone in the operational environment in the city center. Against all militants! And then Rokhlin lined up this “army” opposite the line of his fighters and addressed them with a speech. I will never forget this speech. The general’s most affectionate expressions were: “fucking monkeys” and “p@daras.” At the end, he said: “The militants outnumber us fifteen times. And we have nowhere to wait for help. And if we are destined to lie here, let each of us be found under a heap of enemy corpses. Let’s show how Russian soldiers and Russian generals know how to die! Don't let me down, sons..."
Lev Yakovlevich has been dead for a long time - they dealt with him without you. One less Jew, isn't it?
And then there was a terrible, terrible battle, in which out of my platoon of 19 people, six remained alive. And when the Chechens broke through to the location and it came down to grenades, and we realized that we were all going to hell - I saw real Russian people. There was no more fear. There was some kind of cheerful anger, detachment from everything. There was only one thought in my head: “dad” asked me not to let him down.” The wounded bandaged themselves, injected themselves with promedol and continued the battle.
Then the Vainakhs and I fought hand-to-hand. And they ran. This was the turning point in the battle for Grozny. It was a confrontation between two characters - Caucasian and Russian, and ours turned out to be stronger. It was at that moment that I realized that we can do this. We have this solid core within us; we just need to clear it of the stuck shit. We took prisoners in hand-to-hand combat. Looking at us, they didn’t even whine - they howled in horror. And then a radio intercept was read to us - an order from Dudayev passed through the militants’ radio networks: “reconnaissance officers from 8AK and special forces of the Airborne Forces should not be taken prisoner or tortured, but immediately finished off and buried as soldiers.” We were very proud of this order.
Then comes the understanding that neither the Chechens, nor the Armenians, nor the Jews are, in essence, to blame. They only do to us what we allow to be done to ourselves.
Think about what you are doing and study history. And the excuse that one must carry out the order is complacency; there is always a way out to refuse to carry out the order, to resign, so to speak. And if everyone had taken a responsible approach to deciding the fate of the Motherland and resigned, then there would have been no Chechen massacre.
I am grateful to the Chechens as teachers for the lesson they taught. They helped me see my true enemy - the cowardly sheep and p@aras, who firmly settled in my own head.
And you continue to fight the Jews and other “untrue Aryans.” I wish you success.
If the Russians were men, no troops would be needed. By 1990, the population of Chechnya was approximately 1.3-1.4 million people, of which 600-700 thousand were Russian. Grozny has about 470 thousand inhabitants, of which at least 300 thousand are Russian. In the original Cossack regions - Naursky, Shelkovsky and Nadterechny - there were about 70% Russians. On our own soil, we lost to an enemy who was two to three times inferior to us in numbers.
And when the troops were brought in, there was practically no one to save.
Yeltsin, the Aklash, could not do this, but the Jew Berezovsky and company were fine. And the facts of his cooperation with the Chechens are well known. As GRANDFATHER said, the Generalissimo was captured.
This does not justify the performers. It was not the Jew Berezovsky who distributed weapons to the Vainakhs, but the Russian Grachev (by the way, a paratrooper, hero of Afghanistan). But when “human rights activists” came to Rokhlin and offered to surrender to the Chechens under their guarantees, Rokhlin ordered them to be placed in cancer and kicked to the front lines. So it doesn’t matter whether the generalissimo was captured or not - the country is alive as long as its last soldier is alive.
forecast for Russia for 2010 from Gaidar.
This schmuck is directly related to the processes that affected each of us in particular, and our entire former Country as a whole. This is from an “economics” point of view.
But I also have questions for him of a non-economic nature. In January 1995, the above-mentioned gentleman, as part of a large delegation of “human rights activists” (led by S.A. Kovalev), came to Grozny to persuade our soldiers to surrender to the Chechens under their personal guarantees. Moreover, Gaidar shone in the tactical air no more intensely than Kovalev. 72 people surrendered under Gaidar’s “personal guarantees.” Subsequently, their mutilated corpses, with signs of torture, were found in the area of the cannery, Katayama and Sq. Just a minute.
This Smart and Beautiful hands in blood not up to the elbows, but up to the ears.
He was lucky - he died on his own, without trial or execution.
But the moment will come when, in Russian traditions, its rotten entrails will be taken out of the grave, loaded into a cannon and shot to the west - IT is unworthy to lie in Our Land.
PS: Dear Lieutenant, “the dead have no shame” - it is said about fallen soldiers who lost the battle.
Our ancestors handed us a great Country, and we screwed it up. And in fact, we are all not even sheep, but just fucking sheep. Because our Country perished, and we, who took the oath to defend it “to the last drop of blood,” are still alive.
But. Awareness of this unpleasant fact helps us “squeeze the slave out of ourselves drop by drop,” develop and strengthen our character.” http://www.facebook.com/groups/russian.r egion/permalink/482339108511015/
Following are the facts:
Chechnya Excerpts from the testimony of forced migrants who fled from Chechnya Wind of Change
Russians! Don't leave, we need slaves!
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“Excerpts from the testimony of internally displaced persons who fled Chechnya in the period from 1991 to 1995. The authors' vocabulary has been preserved. Some names have been changed. (Chechnya.ru)
A. Kochedykova, lived in Grozny:
“I left Grozny in February 1993 due to constant threats of action from armed Chechens and non-payment of pensions and wages. I left my apartment with all its furnishings, two cars, a cooperative garage and left with my husband.
In February 1993, Chechens killed my neighbor, born in 1966, on the street. They pierced her head, broke her ribs, and raped her.
War veteran Elena Ivanovna was also killed from the apartment nearby.
In 1993, it became impossible to live there; people were killing all over the place. Cars were blown up right next to people. Russians began to be fired from their jobs without any reason.
A man born in 1935 was killed in the apartment. He was stabbed nine times, his daughter was raped and killed right there in the kitchen."
B. Efankin, lived in Grozny:
“In May 1993, in my garage, two Chechen guys armed with a machine gun and a pistol attacked me and tried to take possession of my car, but could not, because it was being repaired. They shot over my head.
In the fall of 1993, a group of armed Chechens brutally killed my friend Bolgarsky, who refused to voluntarily give up his Volga car. Such cases were widespread. For this reason I left Grozny."
D. Gakuryany, lived in Grozny:
“In November 1994, Chechen neighbors threatened to kill me with a pistol, and then kicked me out of the apartment and moved in there themselves.”
P. Kuskova, lived in Grozny:
“On July 1, 1994, four teenagers of Chechen nationality broke my arm and raped me in the area of the Red Hammer plant when I was returning home from work.”
E. Dapkulinets, lived in Grozny:
“On December 6 and 7, 1994, he was severely beaten for refusing to participate in Dudayev’s militia as part of Ukrainian militants in the village of Chechen-Aul.”
E. Barsykova, lived in Grozny:
“In the summer of 1994, from the window of my apartment in Grozny, I saw how armed people of Chechen nationality approached the garage belonging to Mkrtchan N.’s neighbor, one of them shot Mkrtchan N. in the leg, and then took his car and drove away.”
G. Tarasova, lived in Grozny:
“On May 6, 1993, my husband went missing in Grozny. A.F. Tarasov. I assume that the Chechens forcibly took him to the mountains to work, because he is a welder.”
E. Khobova, lived in Grozny:
“On December 31, 1994, my husband, Pogodin, and brother, Eremin A., were killed by a Chechen sniper while they were cleaning up the corpses of Russian soldiers on the street.”
N. Trofimova, lived in Grozny:
“In September 1994, Chechens broke into the apartment of my sister, O. N. Vishnyakova, raped her in front of her children, beat her son and took away her 12-year-old daughter Lena. She never returned.
Since 1993, my son was repeatedly beaten and robbed by Chechens."
V. Ageeva, lived in Art. Petropavlovskaya Grozny district:
“On January 11, 1995, in the village square, Dudayev’s militants shot Russian soldiers.”
M. Khrapova, lived in Gudermes:
“In August 1992, our neighbor, R.S. Sargsyan, and his wife, Z.S. Sargsyan, were tortured and burned alive.”
V. Kobzarev, lived in the Grozny region:
“On November 7, 1991, three Chechens fired at my dacha with machine guns, and I miraculously survived.
In September 1992, armed Chechens demanded to vacate the apartment and threw a grenade. And I, fearing for my life and the lives of my relatives, was forced to leave Chechnya with my family."
T. Alexandrova, lived in Grozny:
“My daughter was returning home in the evening. The Chechens dragged her into a car, beat her, cut her and raped her. We were forced to leave Grozny.”
T. Vdovchenko, lived in Grozny:
"Neighbor staircase, KGB officer V. Tolstenok, was dragged out of his apartment early in the morning by armed Chechens and a few days later his mutilated corpse was discovered. I personally did not see these events, but O.K. told me about it (K.’s address is not indicated, the event took place in Grozny in 1991).”
V. Nazarenko, lived in Grozny:
“He lived in Grozny until November 1992. Dudayev condoned the fact that crimes were openly committed against Russians, and no Chechens were punished for this.
The rector of Grozny University suddenly disappeared, and after some time his corpse was accidentally found buried in the forest. They did this to him because he did not want to vacate the position he held."
O. Shepetilo, born 1961:
"She lived in Grozny until the end of April 1994. She worked in the village of Kalinovskaya, Naypsky district, as a director music school. At the end of 1993, I was returning from work from St. Kalinovskaya in Grozny. There was no bus, so I walked into town. A Zhiguli car drove up to me, a Chechen with a Kalashnikov assault rifle got out of it and, threatening to kill me, pushed me into the car, drove me to the field, where he mocked me for a long time, raped and beat me.”
Y. Yunysova:
“Son Zair was taken hostage in June 1993 and was held for 3 weeks, released after paying 1.5 million rubles.”
M. Portnykh:
“In the spring of 1992, in Grozny, on Dyakova Street, a wine and vodka store was completely looted. A live grenade was thrown into the apartment of the manager of this store, as a result of which her husband was killed and her leg was amputated.”
I. Chekulina, born 1949:
“I left Grozny in March 1993. My son was robbed 5 times, they stripped him of everything outerwear. On the way to the institute, the Chechens severely beat my son, broke his head, and threatened him with a knife.
I was personally beaten and raped only because I am Russian.
The dean of the faculty of the institute where my son studied was killed.
Before we left, my son’s friend, Maxim, was killed.”
V. Minkoeva, born in 1978:
“In 1992, in Grozny, a neighboring school was attacked. Children (seventh grade) were taken hostage and held for 24 hours. The entire class and three teachers were gang raped.
In 1993, my classmate M. was kidnapped.
In the summer of 1993 on the railway platform. station, before my eyes, a man was shot by Chechens.”
V. Komarova:
“In Grozny, I worked as a nurse in children’s clinic No. 1. Totikova worked for us, Chechen militants came to her and shot the whole family at home.
My whole life was in fear. One day, Dudayev and his militants ran into the clinic, where they pressed us against the walls. So he walked around the clinic and shouted that there was a Russian genocide here, because our building used to belong to the KGB.
I was not paid my salary for 7 months, and in April 1993 I left.”
Yu. Pletneva, born in 1970:
“In the summer of 1994, at 13:00, I was an eyewitness to the execution on Khrushchev Square of 2 Chechens, 1 Russian and 1 Korean. The execution was carried out by four guardsmen of Dudaev, who brought victims in foreign cars. A citizen passing by in a car was injured.
At the beginning of 1994, on Khrushchev Square, one Chechen was playing with a grenade. The check jumped off, the player and several other people nearby were injured.
There were a lot of weapons in the city, almost every resident of Grozny was a Chechen.
The Chechen neighbor was drinking, making noise, threatening rape in a perverted form and murder.”
A. Fedyushkin, born in 1945:
“In 1992, unknown persons armed with a pistol took away a car from my godfather, who lived in the village of Chervlennaya.
In 1992 or 1993, two Chechens, armed with a pistol and a knife, tied up their wife (born in 1949) and eldest daughter (born in 1973), committed violent acts against them, took away their TV, gas stove and disappeared. The attackers were wearing masks.
In 1992, in Art. Chervlennaya was robbed by some men, taking away an icon and a cross, causing bodily harm.
Brother's neighbor who lived in the station. Chervlennoy, in his VAZ-2121 car, left the village and disappeared. The car was found in the mountains, and 3 months later he was found in the river."
V. Doronina:
“At the end of August 1992, my granddaughter was taken away in a car, but was soon released.
In Art. Nizhnedeviyk (Assinovka) in orphanage armed Chechens raped all the girls and teachers.
Yunus' neighbor threatened to kill my son and demanded that he sell him the house.
At the end of 1991, armed Chechens burst into my relative’s house, demanded money, threatened to kill me, and killed my son.”
S. Akinshin (born 1961):
"August 25, 1992 at about 12 o'clock to the territory summer cottage In Grozny, 4 Chechens entered and demanded that my wife, who was there, have sexual intercourse with them. When the wife refused, one of them hit her in the face with brass knuckles, causing bodily harm...”
R. Akinshina (born 1960):
“On August 25, 1992, at about 12 o’clock, at a dacha in the area of the 3rd city hospital in Grozny, four Chechens aged 15-16 years old demanded to have sexual intercourse with them. I was indignant. Then one of the Chechens hit me with brass knuckles and I was raped, taking advantage of my helpless state. After that, under threat of murder, I was forced to perform sexual intercourse with my dog."
H. Lobenko:
“In the entrance of my house, people of Chechen nationality shot 1 Armenian and 1 Russian. They killed the Russian because he stood up for the Armenian.”
T. Zabrodina:
“There was a case when my bag was snatched.
In March - April 1994, a drunken Chechen came into the boarding school where my daughter Natasha worked, beat his daughter, raped her and then tried to kill her. The daughter managed to escape.
I witnessed a neighboring house being robbed. At this time, the residents were in a bomb shelter."
O. Kalchenko:
“Before my eyes, my employee, a 22-year-old girl, was raped and shot by the Chechens on the street near our work.
I myself was robbed by two Chechens; they took away my last money at knifepoint.”
V. Karagedin:
“They killed their son on 01/08/95, earlier the Chechens killed him on 01/04/94 youngest son. "
E. Dzyuba:
“Everyone was forced to accept citizenship of the Chechen Republic; if you do not accept, you will not receive food stamps.”
A. Abidzhalieva:
“They left on January 13, 1995 because the Chechens demanded that the Nogais protect them from the Russian troops. They took the cattle. They beat my brother for refusing to join the troops.”
O. Borichevsky, lived in Grozny:
“In April 1993, the apartment was attacked by Chechens dressed in riot police uniforms. They robbed and took away all valuables.”
N. Kolesnikova, born in 1969, lived in Gudermes:
“On December 2, 1993, at the stop “section 36” of the Staropromyslovsky (Staropromyslovsky) district of Grozny, 5 Chechens took me by the hands, took me to the garage, beat me, raped me, and then took me to apartments, where they raped me and injected me with drugs. They released me only on December 5 ".
E. Kyrbanova, O. Kyrbanova, L. Kyrbanov, lived in Grozny:
"Our neighbors - the T. family (mother, father, son and daughter) were found at home with signs of violent death."
T. Fefelova, lived in Grozny:
“A 12-year-old girl was stolen from neighbors (in Grozny), then they planted photographs (where she was abused and raped) and demanded a ransom.”
3. Sanieva:
“During the battles in Grozny, I saw female snipers among Dudayev’s fighters.”
L. Davydova:
“In August 1994, three Chechens entered the house of K.’s family (Gydermes). The husband was pushed under the bed, and the 47-year-old woman was brutally raped (also using various objects). A week later, K. died.
On the night of December 30-31, 1994, my kitchen was set on fire.”
T. Lisitskaya:
“I lived in Grozny near the station, and every day I watched trains being robbed.
On New Year's Eve 1995, Chechens came to me and demanded money for weapons and ammunition."
T. Sukhorykova:
“At the beginning of April 1993, a theft was committed from our apartment (Grozny).
At the end of April 1993, our VAZ-2109 car was stolen.
May 10, 1994 my husband Bagdasaryan G.3. was killed in the street by machine gun shots."
Y. Rudinskaya born in 1971:
“In 1993, Chechens armed with machine guns carried out a robbery at my apartment (Novomarevskaya station). They took away valuables, raped me and my mother, tortured me with a knife, causing bodily harm.
In the spring of 1993, my mother-in-law and father-in-law were beaten on the street (in Grozny).
V. Bochkareva:
“The Dudayevites took hostage the director of the Kalinovskaya school V. Belyaev, his deputy V. I. Plotnikov, and the chairman of the Kalinovsky collective farm Erin. They demanded a ransom of 12 million rubles... Having not received the ransom, they killed the hostages.”
Y. Nefedova:
“On January 13, 1991, my husband and I were subjected to a robbery by Chechens in our apartment (Grozny) - they took away all our valuables, even the earrings.”
V. Malashin born in 1963:
“On January 9, 1995, three armed Chechens burst into T.’s apartment (Grozny), where my wife and I came to visit, robbed us, and two raped my wife, T., and E., who was in the apartment (1979 . R.)".
Yu. Usachev, F. Usachev:
“On December 18-20, 1994, we were beaten by Dudayev’s men because we did not fight on their side.”
E. Kalganova:
“My Armenian neighbors were attacked by Chechens, their 15-year-old daughter was raped.
In 1993, the family of P. E. Prokhorova was subjected to a robbery.
A. Plotnikova:
“In the winter of 1992, the Chechens took away warrants for apartments from me and my neighbors and, threatening with machine guns, ordered me to evict. I left my apartment, garage, and dacha in Grozny.
My son and daughter witnessed the murder of neighbor B. by the Chechens - he was shot with a machine gun.”
V. Makharin, born in 1959:
“On November 19, 1994, the Chechens committed a robbery against my family. Threatened with a machine gun, they threw my wife and children out of the car. They kicked everyone, broke their ribs. They raped my wife. They took away my GAZ-24 car and property.”
M. Vasilyeva:
“In September 1994, two Chechen fighters raped my 19-year-old daughter.”
A. Fedorov:
“In 1993, Chechens robbed my apartment.
In 1994, my car was stolen. I contacted the police. When I saw my car, in which there were armed Chechens, I also reported this to the police. They told me to forget about the car. The Chechens threatened and told me to leave Chechnya."
N. Kovrizhkin:
“In October 1992, Dudayev announced the mobilization of militants aged 15 to 50 years.
While working on railway, Russians, including me, were guarded by the Chechens as prisoners.
At the Gudermes station, I saw Chechens shoot a man I didn’t know with machine guns. The Chechens said they killed a bloodline."
A. Byrmyrzaev:
“On November 26, 1994, I witnessed how Chechen militants burned 6 opposition tanks along with their crews.”
M. Panteleeva:
“In 1991, Dudayev’s militants stormed the building of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Chechen Republic, killing police officers, a colonel, and wounding a police major.
In Grozny, the rector of the oil institute was kidnapped and the vice-rector was killed.
Armed militants burst into my parents' apartment - three in masks. One - in a police uniform, at gunpoint and torture with a hot iron, they took away 750 thousand rubles... and stole a car."
E. Dudina, born in 1954:
“In the summer of 1994, Chechens beat me on the street for no reason. They beat me, my son and my husband. They took my son’s watch. Then they dragged me into the entrance and performed a sexual act in a perverted form.
One woman I know told me that when she was traveling to Krasnodar in 1993, the train was stopped, armed Chechens entered and took away money and valuables. They were raped in the vestibule and thrown out of the carriage (already at full speed ahead) young girl."
I. Udalova:
“On August 2, 1994, at night two Chechens burst into my house (the city of Gudermes), my mother was cut in the neck, we managed to fight off, I recognized one of the attackers as a schoolmate. I filed a statement with the police, after which they began to harass me and threaten my life son. I sent my relatives to the Stavropol region, then left myself. My pursuers blew up my house on November 21, 1994."
V. Fedorova:
“In mid-April 1993, my friend’s daughter was dragged into a car (Grozny) and taken away. After some time, she was found murdered and raped.
A friend of mine from home, whom a Chechen tried to rape while visiting, was caught that same evening on the way home by the Chechens and raped her all night.
On May 15-17, 1993, two young Chechens tried to rape me at the entrance to my house. The next door neighbor, an elderly Chechen, fought me off.
In September 1993, when I was driving to the station with an acquaintance, my acquaintance was pulled out of the car, kicked, and then one of the Chechen attackers kicked me in the face.”
S. Grigoryants:
“During Dudayev’s reign, Aunt Sarkis’s husband was killed, his car was taken away, then my grandmother’s sister and her granddaughter disappeared.”
N. Zyuzina:
“On August 7, 1994, a colleague at work, Sh. Yu. Sh.’s body was found in the area of the chemical plant.”
M. Olev:
“In October 1993, our employee A.S. (born 1955, a train dispatcher), was raped for about 18 hours right at the station and several people were beaten. At the same time, a dispatcher named Sveta (b. 1964) was raped. The police talked to criminals in Chechen style and released them."
V. Rozvanov:
“The Chechens tried to steal their daughter Vika three times, twice she ran away, and the third time they saved her.
Son Sasha was robbed and beaten.
In September 1993, they robbed me, took off my watch and hat.
In December 1994, 3 Chechens searched the apartment, smashed the TV, ate, drank and left."
A. Vitkov:
“In 1992, T.V., born in 1960, mother of three young children, was raped and shot.
They tortured neighbors, an elderly husband and wife, because the children sent things (container) to Russia. The Chechen Ministry of Internal Affairs refused to look for the criminals."
B. Yaroshenko:
“More than once during 1992, Chechens in Grozny beat me, robbed my apartment, and smashed my car because I refused to take part in hostilities with the opposition on the side of the Dudayevites.”
V. Osipova:
“She left because of oppression. She worked at a plant in Grozny. In 1991, armed Chechens came to the plant and forced Russians out to vote. Then unbearable conditions were created for the Russians, widespread robberies began, garages were blown up and cars were taken away.
In May 1994, my son, Osipov V.E., was leaving Grozny; armed Chechens did not allow me to load my things. Then the same thing happened to me, all things were declared the “property of the republic.”
K. Deniskina:
“I was forced to leave in October 1994 due to the situation: constant shooting, armed robberies, murders.
On November 22, 1992, Dudayev Hussein tried to rape my daughter, beat me, and threatened to kill me."
A. Rodionova:
“At the beginning of 1993, warehouses with weapons were destroyed in Grozny, they were arming themselves. It got to the point that children went to school with weapons. Institutions and schools were closed.
In mid-March 1993, three armed Chechens broke into the apartment of their Armenian neighbors and took away valuables.
I was an eyewitness in October 1993 to the murder of a young guy whose stomach was ripped open during the day.”
H. Berezina:
“We lived in the village of Assinovsky. Our son was constantly beaten at school, he was forced not to go there. At my husband’s work (local state farm), Russians were removed from leadership positions.”
L. Gostinina:
“In August 1993 in Grozny, when I was walking down the street with my daughter, in broad daylight a Chechen grabbed my daughter (born in 1980), hit me, dragged her into his car and took her away. Two hours later she returned home, she said that she was raped.
Russians were humiliated in every way. In particular, in Grozny, near the Printing House there was a poster: “Russians, don’t leave, we need slaves.”
Picture taken from: Wrath of the People and Sergey Ovcharenko shared a photo of Andrey Afanasyev.
Perhaps no one can now name the exact number of prisoners of war captured by militants during both Chechen campaigns - according to the joint group of federal forces, prisoners, missing persons and deserters during these two wars there were up to 2 thousand people. Human rights organizations cite other numbers, upwards.
Why were they captured?
The usual perception of prisoners in a war situation as deprived of the ability to resist (wounded, surrounded by superior enemy forces) is false in relation to the Chechen campaigns. In most cases, our servicemen were captured due to imprudence and inexperience: they went “on the run” for vodka or drugs, or lost their vigilance for another reason.
Boys who often fought in the First Chechen War did not have the slightest idea of where they ended up, and did not know the mentality of bandits and their accomplices. They were not prepared for the multifaceted danger that awaited them at every corner. Not to mention the lack of combat experience - both in mountainous areas and in urban conditions. Many times in Chechnya, fighters were captured precisely because they were unprepared for combat in a specific situation.
Why were prisoners needed?
In practical terms, they were used for two purposes: redemption or exchange. For ransom, they were often purposefully captured - they caught or lured unwary soldiers - at checkpoints, in troop locations... Information about who and how much could pay for whom was quickly learned - there are Chechen diasporas in any major Russian city. As a rule, they demanded about 2 million non-denominated rubles per head (data from 1995).
The prisoners were resold to other gangs or to Chechens whose relatives were under investigation or imprisoned. This was a very widespread and highly profitable business - relatives of prisoners sold their apartments and cars, in general, everything that was valuable in order to free their sons. There were cases when mothers themselves were captured when they came to Chechnya to save captured children.
The commercial component almost always came to the fore - if the militants knew that a prisoner’s relatives could get a good deal for his rescue, they took advantage of it. Prisoners could be exchanged for the corpses of dead militants, especially if they were field commanders.
They say that during the First Chechen War it happened that the command of the Russian armed forces gave the militants an ultimatum: do not release the prisoners, we will wipe the village into dust. And this threat was effective - the captured servicemen were released.
Calls to surrender
The history of the Chechen war is a terrible mixture various kinds components and fatal circumstances. And one of the main ones was betrayal - first of all, of the military personnel themselves, who were often thoughtlessly sent to the slaughter. Representatives of many organizations operated in Chechnya, each of which pursued its own interests. Captured Russian servicemen have more than once become bargaining chips in this game.
During the New Year's assault on Grozny (1994–1995), the Commissioner for Human Rights in the Russian Federation, Sergei Kovalev, persuaded the fighters to surrender. General G. Troshev and the deputy battalion commander of the 131st motorized rifle brigade, Alexander Petrenko, later noted in their memoirs what “guaranteed” “benefits” went to those captured in this battle - the prisoners were brutally tortured and killed.
Torture and torment
In most cases, according to the recollections of surviving captives, they were treated worse than the most careless peasant with his livestock - they were fed terribly, constantly mocked and beaten. Execution of prisoners in such mountain death camps was common. Many died from hunger and torture. Posted on the Internet a large number of videos of what militants did to captured military personnel. Even a person with a strong psyche will not be able to watch all this without shuddering.
At the same time, we must pay tribute to the Russian prisoners, who in their absolute majority did not flinch before the threatening ultimatums of the bandits. Traitor military personnel who, out of animal fear, cooperated with the “separatists”, in Chechen war, of course, there were, but only a few, and their names are most often known.
And many captured soldiers and officers suffered martyrdom (most often they were not just killed, but were brutally tortured beforehand) because they refused to change their religion or go into service with the militants. They knew what awaited them, but they did not bow their heads before the brutal creatures.
At the very beginning of 1995, two separate special forces brigades (22nd and 67th) received a task from the leadership: to carry out a series of sabotage on enemy territory, as well as coordinate air and artillery strikes against militants. Having taken a large amount of explosives needed to mine roads, the military boarded helicopters. But the plan failed at the very beginning. As planned, the 230th separate special forces detachment (it was formed from two groups of the 22nd brigade) was supposed to land at the Argun Gorge, on the northern slopes of the Caucasus Range. But they wanted to send the 67th brigade to the village of Serzhen-Yurt, Shatoi district.
Emblem until 2009. (wikipedia.org)
The 230th detachment was headed by Major Igor Morozov, who already had military experience behind him - he participated in combat operations in Afghanistan. When the helicopters with paratroopers approached the point, it turned out that landing was impossible - the oil fields were burning. The alternate landing point was also heavily smoked. Then Morozov decided to land not from the northern side of the ridge, but from the southern one. And although the helicopter crew noticed unknown people, it was decided not to abandon the operation. After making several false landings to confuse the enemy, the 230th squad finally ended up on the ground. Soldiers landed near the village of Komsomolskoye.
Morozov led his men north to reach the originally planned landing site. On the way, they unexpectedly met militants. But there was no battle; the enemy soldiers quickly left. Major Morozov, realizing the dangerous situation, tried to catch up with the militants and destroy them. But the efforts were in vain, the enemy left. Realizing that the entire operation was on the verge of failure, the commander informed the command about the forced evacuation. But he was refused. Two more attempts ended the same way. And the 230th detachment had to move on so that the militants would not catch up with them.
The command, although it rejected requests for evacuation, nevertheless decided to provide assistance to Morozov’s soldiers. Therefore, the 240th detachment (also formed from the 22nd brigade) under the command of Major Andrei Ivanov was sent to the ridge. There is a version that the “top” wanted to evacuate Morozov, since he failed the task, replacing him with Major Vyacheslav Dmitrichenkov. But Igor was directing helicopters for landing, being at a different altitude. Therefore, his evacuation was physically impossible. Having received reinforcements, the number of detachments exceeded forty people, among whom were four majors. Moreover, three of them (Ivanov, Morozov and Khoptyar) had combat experience gained in Afghanistan. And Ivanov received the Order of the Red Star three times.
And although the detachment was strengthened, the situation with the commander remained unclear. No specific information on this matter was received from the “tops”. Ivanov took on the actual role of leader, but all decisions were made by popular vote (Morozov spoke out against this, but they did not listen to him).
The soldiers, guided by old maps (issued back in the 70s), moved to the north. They had no idea that on their way there was an asphalt road that could not be crossed. But... Traces of Russian soldiers in the snow were discovered by one of the local residents, who immediately shared valuable information with the militants. The special forces were under surveillance. The squad, by the way, quickly noticed her. And thanks to the timely reaction, two militants were captured. During interrogation, the prisoners stated that they were fighting against the Dudayev regime and were ready to provide the Russians with all possible assistance. Naturally, Ivanov did not believe them. The Russian soldiers moved on through the deep snow, carrying heavy equipment. As for the prisoners, there is no exact information about their fate. According to the most common version, the militants were released after interrogation.
Russian soldiers. (ruspekh.ru)
On January 6th, tired and exhausted soldiers found themselves at an unnamed height. Having assessed the terrain, Ivanov decided that the flat area would be suitable as an evacuation point. He made a corresponding request, but management again refused, citing bad weather. Ivanov wanted to go further, but Morozov persuaded him to stay at this altitude and wait for weather conditions to improve.
Caucasian prisoners
The special forces did not even suspect that they were already being targeted. But the militants did not know the whereabouts of the Russians. And, like a gift, the soldiers decided to cook breakfast over the fire on the morning of January 7th. This became a fatal mistake. Suddenly shooting started. Two special forces soldiers died, and the militants who took the heights into the ring demanded to surrender. It was impossible to determine the enemy's strength due to the dense vegetation on the slopes and heavy fog. The militants, on the contrary, were in better conditions and saw Russian soldiers perfectly. Ivanov demanded immediate evacuation from management, but was again refused due to bad weather. In fact, the major had three options for the development of events: either try to organize a defense in the hope that the helicopters would arrive, or try to break through the encirclement, or surrender.
At first, the soldiers chose the first option. Ivanov sent Morozov to the militants for negotiations. The major was required by everyone possible ways delay the process to gain time. But the militants understood the situation perfectly well, so negotiations as such did not work out. And Ivanov decided to surrender, first destroying all important documents, a radio station and a sniper rifle.
It turned out that the height was surrounded by more than two hundred militants. And theoretically, Ivanov could try to break through the encirclement and hold out until evacuation. But tactical mistakes played a major role. According to some military officers, it was the Afghan experience that played a cruel joke on Morozov and Ivanov. The majors were repulsed by him, but in the conditions of the Caucasus he turned out to be unnecessary. After all, the mountains in Afghanistan and Chechnya were very different from each other, so they could not correctly assess the full danger of the situation.
Advancement through the mountains. (livejournal.com)
The militants took the prisoners to the village of Alkhazurovo, and from there they transported them to the city of Shapi. Ivanov and senior radio operator Kalinin were kept separately from other Russian soldiers. During one of the interrogations, Ivanov received a traumatic brain injury due to a blow from a bottle. Therefore, his militants handed him over to the Russian side almost immediately. But this was an isolated incident. The militants behaved relatively peacefully with the rest of the prisoners. According to one version, this attitude was caused by the fact that among the militants located in Shapi there were those who personally knew Major Morozov from the war in Afghanistan.
The militants herded many journalists to Shapi, not only Russian, but also foreign. They also held a meeting between parents and soldiers. Negotiations between Russia and Chechnya passed quickly, the parties settled on the option of exchanging prisoners of war. And soon the soldiers were released. This happened on January 19 near the Gerzel-Aul forest in the Gudermes region. Major Dmitrichenkov was held captive the longest. He was only released in the spring.
