Freedom Flights Episode 18 Steadfast Phoenix – Part 2

March 28, 2024 by Roland Clarke

This is Part 2 of Freedom Flights Episode 18 Steadfast Phoenix which I am aiming to post in three parts on consecutive days. The link for Part 1 is at https://rolandclarke.com/2024/03/27/freedom-flights-episode-18-steadfast-phoenix/, and all the previous episodes of Freedom Flights can be found at https://rolandclarke.com/freedom-flights/.

Episode 18 – Steadfast Phoenix

Part 2

2024

SW-4 Puszczyk – by Łukasz Golowanow, Konflikty.pl

Tuesday, March 5^th –– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Nadia had demonstrated some of her helicopter skills on the previous evening’s journey back to Dęblin. Once accommodated, the two recruits were introduced to other Witches in the Zvenigora Restaurant.

Before he returned to Lviv, Maksym called a morning meeting with the recruits, the two squadron leaders, and Maryna, the only other flight leader not in Ukraine.

“When we were contacted about recruits,” he said. “The message implied we would be asked to help an organization already involved somehow. Can either of you enlighten us, please?”

Nadia stood and walked to the wall map of Ukraine and its neighbours including Poland.

“I can tell you what I can. Although my primary intention is to fight for our motherland, I require help in tackling the smuggling of arms originally intended for Ukraine.”

Kalyna stared at her. Then asked, “Our motherland? Aren’t you French? Yet, you speak perfect Ukrainian. Are you still in the French military?”

Nadia laughed. “My apologies for the unintentional confusion. My mother is Québécois – French-Canadian – and my father is Canadian-Ukrainian, but we moved to Lyons in France, when I was eight. My father taught me to fly, and I ended up in the French Air and Space Force, eventually flying helicopters to provide air support to other special forces units anywhere in the world. Officially, I was at the Exercise as an observer.”

“For the organization investigating arms smuggling?” asked Vasy.

Nadia looked at them all.

“Yes. Two years ago, I was recruited by Zoo Sécurité, an Interpol-approved agency, whose operatives are primarily from the Chasseurs Alpins, an elite French special forces regiment that I had flown into combat zones.”

“Are you working for this Zoo Sécurité or us?” asked Maksym.

“Both. The weapons being smuggled were initially destined for Ukraine’s forces. Now we believe they are being moved via Poland into Belarus and then to the enemy. On February 28^th, your Gold Flight reported a convoy of three vehicles crossing into Belarus here.” She indicated the point on the map.” Correct?”

“Unofficially, yes,” replied Maksym. “Did your bosses request the surveillance?”

“Via your Polish allies, who are concerned their territory is being used for this illegal operation. However, jet fighters are too fast for surveillance, which is why this squadron is being sent two helicopters… a PZL SW-4 Puszczyk by the Polish Air Force and a Eurocopter Tiger HAP by Airbus Helicopters SAS, the manufacturers.

Aleks stared at her. “I’m surprised after yesterday. When this assignment is over, you’re heading home to France?”

“Never. I’m Ukrainian and always will be. Now and when it’s over, I want to fly Gripens or F-16s as a Witch.”

Vasy smiled. “Like me and Kalyna, and others who changed nationality to drive Putin out. Okay, first explain how you operate and what we can do, especially while the Witches only have two active flights in Ukraine.”

“All Zoo Sécurité operatives have a codename for use in the field. Mine is Phénix – Phoenix in Canadian English. However, we only use them when undercover, so while I’m a Witch, keep calling me Nadia. As for the smuggling, I need permission to patrol the area where the crossing was made. I plan on using a helicopter when one arrives. Otherwise, I’m open to suggestions please.”

“I will discuss the smuggling problem with my superiors,” said Maksym. “Although I suspect they know enough to have approved the border mission… and discussed it with their Polish counterparts.”

“During the Dragon 24 exercise,” said Aleks, “I asked my commanding officer about the issue and whether he had heard anything of concern. Once he’d talked with Nadia, he agreed to supply a Puszczyk to this squadron. Plus, he’ll liaise with those superiors who must be aware of the smuggling.”

Kalyna stood and walked to the map. Then she ran her finger around Poland’s border with allies.

“Do we know where the arms are entering this country? Who are the main suppliers?”

Nadia had come prepared and pinned two sheets on the corkboard beside the map.

“The lefthand list shows the main suppliers of arms to Ukraine with the US heading the list unsurprisingly, with Germany second. However, Poland has provided far more than their global arms exports would suggest. The right-hand list is the global exports with the US ahead again. Germany is also second globally, ahead of China, then France. However, most of the arms come legally, mainly by air, into Poland, although en route by road into Ukraine, is when we fear some disappear into the illegal network—”

“And so, via Belarus into Russian hands,” added Aleks. “We must prove this and strangle the theft of our arms. Yes, I too have become Ukrainian.”

Maksym clasped his hands together. “I can see this is a priority for Nadia and she needs one other to help her initially. Aleks?”

The Polish-Ukrainian nodded her agreement.

Maksym continued. “Until this arms smuggling complicated matters, you had nine available pilots in Dęblin, which would have been enough to form two flights. However, what would your strategy be now, Majors?”

Kalyna and Vasy exchanged notes. Then Kalyna took the lead.

“We suggest rotating three flights, with two at Kalyniv Airfield while one is here at Dęblin resting, recuperating, training and doing any high-tech repairs.”

“Gold should return first,” added Vasy. “They spotted the convoy on a mission designed to monitor cross-border incursions like this. Now, Nadia and Aleks can assess the incident with first-hand accounts.”

“Please can I offer a solution to how we choose the flight to send,” said Maryna.

“Granted,” said her superiors in unison.

“Sable Flight needs to be reformed and the survivors of last year’s attack have recovered for the most part, so we need combat – and a chance to show off our cool nose art. Thanks, Dęblin fine art and engineering department.”

Everyone laughed.

“Who are your chosen flight sisters?” asked Vasy.

“Lieutenant Katia Antonov as we’ve always flown together. Sergeant Polina Melnyk since you, Vasy must have encouraged and taught her so much from your wealth of experience. Finally, Kalyna, may I add one of your cadets, and if so whom do you recommend?”

“Cheeky but clever pitch for Sable Flight. Choose Cadet Zlata Kovalchuk as she has shown aptitude, initiative, and foresight. She would round off a great flight.”

Kalyna consulted with Vasy and Maksym, before announcing their decision.

“We agree that Gold Flight should return to Dęblin by Thursday 0630 and report on their observations. Unless there is an emergency, they are due ten days’ leave as long as they can reach this base when re-called.” Kalyna paused then continued, “Sabre Flight as selected by Kapitan Maryna Sobol will leave for Kalyniv at 1700 tomorrow for a tour of three weeks. That could change in an emergency or if we receive additional recruits.”

Maksym pointed out the window towards the Engineering hanger.

“Depending on what Kapitan Mariyka Shevchuk and Master Engineer Anatol Krakarth report, some of their cadets may be ready to join your training flight, Kalyna. I may check up on them before I leave and see if they’ve devised anything innovative for our arsenal.”

Wednesday, March 6^th –– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Kapitan Maryna Sobol and her new flight sisters were gathered in the downstairs briefing room prior to their imminent departure for Kalyniv.

“Welcome to Sable Flight where we strive to be a family within the Witches’ extended family. My Number 2, Lieutenant Katia Antonov knows all my quirks as we’ve flown together since Canada, so if I act scary, talk to her.

“Kalyniv Airfield will be our home for the next three weeks until we return here… unless there’s an emergency. You noted some of the ground crew left at dawn with our belongings, so they will arrive sometime tonight.”

Her tone became more serious. “We cannot forget there’s a war on. You all must know the base was targeted on October 3^rd last year…” She winced and then touched her face. “But the base now has deep shelters and improved defences. Just be extra vigilant, please, in the air and on the ground.”

She stood and gathered up her flying gear.

“Finally, on a lighter note, you will have seen the nose art on Katia and my planes. We need a simplified version to differentiate Sable’s jets from other flights. This is one idea from our Engineering cadets.”

She passed the design around as some ground crew helped them into their flying suits.

Outside they walked to their MiG-29s, where a small crowd admired the nose art.

Nadia was staring intently at the glowing bird of living fire.

“It’s the Phoenix, like my…” She paused, not knowing who knew her secret. “Shouldn’t fire be burning him – his re-birth?”

Kalyna and Vasy smiled, then let Maryna explain.

“This image is on the biplane that their Night Witch grandmothers flew out of Ukraine in 1944. It now hangs in Chayka Air’s main hangar. Katia and I copied the original artwork with their permission. It’s Zharptica the Slavic firebird.”

“One night, around a campfire,” said Vasy. “I’ll tell you all about Zharptica’s origin, although for our grandmothers it was a re-birth—”

“And the flames were enemy incendiary,” added Kalyna. “Plus, fire from the bombs the original Night Witches dropped.” She looked at her watch. “Time to leave sisters. May Zharptica bless your tour and bring doom and the wrath of Saint George down on our enemies.”

Sabre Flight climbed into their MiG-29s, and the ground crew secured them in their cockpits.

With the setting sun glistening on them, the four midnight-blue fighters took off and headed east towards Ukraine.

Thursday, March 7^th –– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

As sunrays rose over Dęblin, Kapitan Anzhela Havrylyuk led Gold Flight down onto the snow-cleared runway. Then the ground crew directed the jets to safe parking bays.

Nearby Anzhela saw Kalyna and Vasy with two unfamiliar officers, whom she presumed were the reported latest recruits. As she drew near, she saluted the majors.

“Good to have you back Gold Flight,” said Kalyna, “For now we are trying to rotate three flights, two on combat scramble in Kalyniv for 3 weeks, one here for a week’s rest and reviews. You’re here as our first R&R test subjects. First, though, get settled, and relax, and then second, after an early lunch come back upstairs to the office at 1300 to meet these new Witches. Dismissed.”

Just as Gold Flight began to disperse, a klaxon sounded for another incoming flight.

Multiple rotor blades whipped up dust and snow from the tarmac. Most watched as two helicopters in the squadron’s distinctive midnight blue flew across the runway, and then settled on their freshly painted landing pads.

“Perfectly timed delivery of two performance helis,” said Nadia. “One PZL SW-4 Puszczyk supplied by the Polish Air Force and a Eurocopter Tiger HAP donated by Airbus Helicopters SAS, the manufacturers, in the hope we make innovations… as we often do.”

“Then you can give me the tour before the meeting,” said Aleks. “So, I’m not lost.”

Through the large window overlooking the assembly area, Anzhela Havrylyuk studied the two figures outside inspecting the two helicopters in great detail.

“Who are they? We’re a specialist night fighter squadron, aren’t we?”

Kalyna put an arm across her shoulders and led her to where the rest of Gold Flight were seated in the main office.

“Patience, then we will all know more about this new phase in our war.”

Moments later the newcomers came upstairs on time.

“Sisters, these are our latest recruits, Kapitan Aleks Górski from the Polish Air Force.” She paused to let Aleks step forward and salute.

“And this is Kapitan Nadia Lysenko from the French 4th Special Forces Helicopter Regiment, but as well as helicopters, she has been trained to fly fourth-generation fighters, primarily Dassault Rafales.”

Nadia stepped forward, saluted, and then shouted Slava Ukrayini.

Everyone shouted in response “Glory to Ukraine! Glory to the heroes!”

Vasy directed the new Witches to sit and then walked to the wall map.

“On Wednesday, February 28^th, Gold Flight reported a convoy of three vehicles crossing into Belarus here.” She indicated the point on the map. “Correct Sergeant Albina Zyma? You spotted the convoy… thank goodness. Over to you, Nadia.”

“First, I serve Ukraine and the Night Witches, but I have a secondary mission, to stop the illegal diversion of arms destined for Ukraine going instead to enemy forces. With those helicopters outside and Aleks’ help, I have a chance.”

“And any observations you made,” added Aleks, “could prove invaluable. Anytime.”

“How do you plan to use the different whirlybirds?” asked Anzhela. “They seem so different, one a scout and the other a gunship. Why?”

“Surveillance with both done differently. The Puszczyk for tracking the convoys, although I suspect the Tiger has the specialist equipment to cover more than just a small area of territory with its sophisticated stealth and surveillance features. However,” continued Nadia, “It will take a few missions to adapt to the smugglers’ tactics.”

“We can start with your first-hand accounts of the February 28^th convoy, please,” said Aleks.

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Freedom Flights: Episode 18 – Steadfast Phoenix – Part 1

March 27, 2024 by Roland Clarke

As we approach the end of March, I have not forgotten my commitment to write an episode of Freedom Flights each month until a just peace for Ukraine is reached. This month I continue to struggle, but nothing compared to the brave people fighting for freedom.

Unlike previous episodes, I am posting this one in three parts as the events required more scenes… and longer to write. The posts should appear on consecutive days.

Links to the previous episodes can be found on my new Freedom Flights page on the left-hand sidebar.

Episode 18 – Steadfast Phoenix

Part 1

2024

Monday, February 26^th -– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The Chayka cousins walked slowly around the two jets, studying the familiar nose art.

Kapitan Maryna Sobol, Lieutenant Katia Antonov and their ground crew waited expectantly, praying their graphic skills matched the original artists’.

“You think the whole squadron should copy this design?” asked Kalyna,

Vasy winked. “Or just a select few can use Zharptica?”

“Well, it was the Chayka sisters,” said Vasy’s daughter Klara. “Painted this on their Polikarpov biplane, they flew to freedom… in 1944.”

1944 Polikarpov Po-2 of The Shuttleworth Collection, United Kingdom

“We’ll need a lot more paint to do another 18 planes,” said Polish Cadet Daria Jankowski. “For a full squadron.”

Fellow cadet Nadzieja Chlebek handed Kalyna a sheet of paper.

“Some of us produced this simplified design. Would that be a solution?”

“Probably. Let’s talk in the office where it’s warmer… and a few more of the squadron could discuss the idea of nose art.”

As the evening closed in, the relaxed setting proved fruitful. Although a simpler design was favoured, the cadets’ design inspired others. Or rather three others.

“Makes sense then,” said Kalyna. “We adopt the original Zharptica nose art from the Chayka sisters as our squadron insignia.”

“While each flight uses one of the four simplified designs,” added Vasy, “That we chose this evening. Hopefully, Gold and Blue flights agree when they return from their three weeks at Kalyniv.”

Maryna and Katia whispered together before the former said, “Sable needs two recruits as does your Green Flight, Vasy. I know Mariyka and her engineering cadets keep volunteering, but are there recruits expected from anywhere soon?”

“We’ve had no news of suitable graduates from Kharkiv National Air Force University,” replied Kalyna. “But we received a message via Chayka Air requesting two Night Witches to attend Exercise Dragon 24 as guest observers. It’s a Polish-led exercise, part of NATO’s Steadfast Defender 24.”

“When, where, and why, Major?”

“On Monday, March 4^th near Korzeniewo. Supposedly, to meet ‘qualified recruits crucial to the war effort’, according to the message. Attend as Vasy’s second and find out for us, Kapitan Sobol.”

Wednesday, February 28^th – Kalyniv Airfield near the Polish border, Ukraine

Kapitan Anzhela Havrylyuk led the four MiG-29s of Gold Flight down onto the welcome runway of Kalyniv, after a strange mission chasing ghosts up along the Polish border.

Once she had landed and taxied towards her jet’s revetment, the ground crew took over, backing the MiG-29 into the blast-proof bay.

She climbed out, exhausted but ready for a confused debriefing. Her partner Larisa Kovalyov embraced her, just before her flight sisters coaxed her towards the office block.

“Meet you later in the canteen, lastachka.”

“When today’s mystery is resolved, myshka.”

Inside the briefing room, the Air Command West officer let the curious pilots settle before speaking.

“Good evening, ladies. I know you’ve probably been wondering all day about this afternoon’s ghost hunt. For now, I’ll just ask your flight leader, Kapitan Havrylyuk whether any unusual activities were spotted along the border.”

“Along the Ukraine-Polish frontier, the only detectable crossings were at official checkpoints, with the expected holdups of trucks both ways by the Polish farming protestors.” Anzhela paused for any corrections. Then she continued. “When we were cleared to enter Polish airspace, we flew almost along the Belarus border, as instructed and away from any hostile ground defences.”

“Did you detect anything unusual?”

“Not at first, but on our return flight, Sergeant Albina Zyma spotted a suspicious convoy of three camouflaged vehicles using a forest track to cross into enemy territory without alerting any noticeable border security.”

“Without aerial footage this time, it may be hard to corroborate. Sergeant Zyma did you get the MGRS coordinates for the crossing? We will need to pass a report on. But please keep this mission confidential. You’re all dismissed… once I have the coordinates. Thank you, ladies.”

Anzhela pondered why the Military Grid Reference System coordinates were needed. Who was the convoy and why was it heading into Belarus? Did she dare discuss this with anyone? Albina or Larisa? Best to keep quiet. Amid a war and NATO’s largest exercise in decades, speculation could be misleading, maybe even dangerous.

She followed the three other pilots into the canteen, where the ground crew had already ordered drinks and food for everyone, including Blue Flight.

“How top secret was your debriefing by ACW?” asked Blue leader, Adriana Pavlenko.

“So hush-hush, we’re still in the dark,” replied Anzhela. “Looking for ghosts.”

Albina took her to one side and quietly said, “If I had to guess at what that convoy was, I’d suggest smugglers. But heading into Belarus, I’m unsure carrying what?”

“We need to leave it at that… until we learn more. Now it’s time to relax.”

They joined Larisa and their ground crew, leaving Blue Flight to the mystery.

When the two Gold pilots had left, Adriana tuned to her flight-sister Lieutenant Olha Tkachuk.

“I’d hoped we had no secrets in this squadron. Am I wrong?”

“No. I suspect we’ll all discover where the ghosts are. I just wish the F-16s would arrive and our front-line troops could get what they’re running short of.”

“Like ammunition,” added Cadet Taisia Kovalchuk, pointing to the television. The news channel was showing a clip from America’s CNBC with Ukrainian subtitles.

Her fellow cadet, Halyna Boyka, turned the sound up and the canteen went quiet.

Ukraine’s former president Petro Poroshenko was being interviewed, saying,

“…Every single hour of delay in the supply of artillery shells means human lives, and the lives of our civilians are lost. This is too high a price.”

Thursday, March 1^st -– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Vasy Chayka and Maryna Sobol waited while Colonel Maksym Bondarenko finished reading the message with their orders. Then he turned towards them.

“My instructions are to accompany you both, arriving by 0400 on Monday, March 4^th at specific MGRS coordinates near Korzeniewo. We are to observe the start of Exercise Dragon 24, part of NATO’s Steadfast Defender 24. We will be contacted by two ‘qualified recruits crucial to the war effort’ in Ukraine.”

“This sounds mysterious,” said Vasy. “Almost cloak and dagger. Odd way to recruit people.”

“Plus, I gather there are requests we help an organization already involved somehow.”

“NATO?” asked Maryna. “Or another?”

Maksym scanned the message again. “Not NATO definitely, although there are implied military connections… not surprising given the rendezvous.”

Vasy pulled up a military map of Poland and then zoomed in on the MGRS coordinates.

“The east bank of the Vistula River. So how are we meant to get there?”

Maksym went to the window of the office. When the two Witches joined him, he pointed at one of the University’s 40 helicopters.

“We’re borrowing one of their PZL SW-4 Puszczyks… and one of you is flying. I presume you are more than proficient in helicopters. I’m out of practice.”

Monday, March 4^th – East bank of Vistula River near Korzeniewo, Poland

Maryna Sobol had spent the previous day adapting to the abilities of the SW-4 Puszczyk, even to its night flying traits. The flight to the Vistula was straightforward, except for all the security procedures to land, even as military guests.

Once on the ground, they were met by a female Polish Air Force officer, speaking Ukrainian.

“It’s an honour to welcome some of our brave allies. I am Kapitan Aleks Górski and I will be your escort for the day.”

Once they had introduced themselves, she led them to one of the viewing stands for dignitaries and media. Although they knew about the exercise in advance, she explained its purpose.

“Today is the first day of Exercise Dragon 24, part of NATO rehearsing techniques to reach the Suwalki Gap, on the Polish-Lithuanian border between Belarus and the Russian enclave of Kaliningrad.”

Aleks paused as more guests arrived. Then she continued, “3,500 personnel and 1,000 equipment units will cross over the Vistula, our largest river, from the village of Opalenie to Korzeniowo for three days. Troops from France, Germany, Italy, Lithuania, Poland, Slovenia, Spain, Turkey, the UK and the US are involved.”

Maryna wondered whether the two recruits were from any of the participating countries, foreign fighters wanting to help Ukraine… like Vasy and her. Chayka Air was actively seeking recruits and might have looked abroad.

In the dawn light, they could see dark shadows moving across the swirling river. Army-green shapes pushed through the muddy water, wake rolling behind. But before they could emerge from the Vistula, Leopard 2 A4 tanks defending the eastern bank opened fire.

The fight lasted three hours, but eventually, the attacking troops forced their way ashore. Once American and Polish armour was across, support barges crossed loaded with containers of supplies. Overhead fighter jets ensured air cover was maintained throughout the exercise.

Crossing the Vistula – Credit: U.S. European Command

“What planes does your squadron fly?” asked Aleks.

“MiG-29s in Ukraine,” replied Vasy. “But at Dęblin we’re training on NATO fighters like the F-16 and the Gripen C.”

“I trained at Dęblin… and now fly an F-16. But I’d love to fly a Gripen one day.”

“Visit us,” said Maryna. “And I’m sure we can arrange that.”

“Maybe sooner than you think,” said Aleks cryptically. “Time for an early lunch, I believe.”

Over lunch, they discussed the state of the war, primarily the air campaign and the Witches’ role.

Maksym felt he had to clarify.

“At Air Command West, my colleagues and I feel the 2022 Night Witches have a unique role, especially once they can fly their NATO jets in combat.. and at night as intended.”

“The squadron already has F-16s?” asked Aleks.

“Only four two-seater trainers,” replied Vasy. “But we have eight Gripen Cs and twelve CF-18A Hornets which we used before the Russians realized.”

Aleks looked surprised until Maksym clarified.

“Until F-16s have arrived, ACW prefers them to fly MiG-29s… modified at the School of Eagles by a resourceful team of Poles and Ukrainians.”

Maryna realized Aleks was a potential recruit if the opportunity to invite her occurred. Before that arose, the Polish officer stood up.

“I must report to my commander. But I will meet you back at the stand at 1300.”

As they walked back, it was Vasy who mentioned recruiting Aleks.

“She almost volunteered with her interest.”

Maksym smoothed back his hair and then smiled.

“Depends on her squadron releasing her… if she—”

The two Witches stopped and both asked, “What”

“I may be wrong, so wait and see what happens.”

At 1300, Aleks returned with another female officer – wearing a French military lieutenant’s uniform. She saluted and introduced herself in perfect Ukrainian.

“I’m Lieutenant Nadia Lysenko of the 4e Régiment d’Hélicoptères des Forces Spéciales, primarily attached to the13éme Bataillon de Chasseurs Alpins. As well as helicopters, I am trained to fly fourth-generation fighters, primarily Dassault Rafales. I am the person who volunteered for your 2022 Night Witches.”

Rafale – RIAT 2009. Credit: Tim Felce (Airwolfhound)

“You are very welcome with those credentials. I am Major Vasy Chayka. This is Kapitan Maryna Sobol, and from Air Command West, Lviv, this is Colonel Maksym Bondarenko.”

“Very pleased you are volunteering to fight for Ukraine,” said Maksym. “We were expecting two recruits—”

“And there are two of us,” said Aleks, grinning. “But I suspect you were about to ask me.”

“Perfect,” said Maryna. “And if Nadia knows how to fly a PZL SW-4 Puszczyk, then I can relax on the flight home.”

If this French recruit flew helicopters, thought Maryna, she’d handle the compact Polish multipurpose craft with ease. But there was something curious about her. Would she be an asset to the squadron or a hindrance?

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Freedom Flights: Episode 17 – Life and Death

February 14, 2024 by Roland Clarke

As promised, I am attempting to write one episode of Freedom Flights every month until a just and stable peace has been reached in Ukraine.

Apologies for not posting by the end of last week as planned. At least, it’s still February… and March has more days. Plus, I’ve already selected a film for the next ‘Movie Night’ at the Zenigora Restaurant.

See you for the end credits.

Episode 17 – Life and Death

2024

Tuesday, January 2^nd -– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The silence and the swirling snow were unsettling Kalyna Chayka as she waited in the squadron’s office. Only the landing lights piercing the darkness offered some reassurance.

The three flights of MiG-29s were overdue and the last message from Ukraine was of another mass swarm of Russian missiles attempting to swamp defenses. Maksym Bondarenko from Air Command West had ordered the Witches to deploy back to protect Lviv Oblast.

After two hurrying figures rushed into the room, the door was slammed shut by the wind.

“They’ve never been this late,” said Katia Antonov.

“Could they have landed at Kalyniv?” added Maryna Sobol, shaking. “Is the base operational again?”

Kalyna had considered that scenario. “Maksym did say it was for an emergency, with a basic crew… for repairs and refueling. So, Vasy may have ordered all three flights to land there. But the intent was to deploy us to another base within a few weeks.”

“Then they could arrive in a few hours,” said Katia, “When it’s light.”

‘Something’s wrong’ thought Kalyna.

Dawn Mission. https://www.reddit.com/r/wallpaper/comments/mwjo2s/dawn_mission_fighter_jet_1920x1080/

Fingers of dawn light spilled onto the runway.

A single silhouette against an angry red sky. Then a second shape limped over the trees fringing the base.

Two MiG-29s safely down, followed by a third and a fourth.

“Just one flight?” asked Kalyna as no more appeared. She wished she had waited in the control tower, which had directed the planes in.

She threw on her military parka as she ran outside.

The four pilots were checking in with the ground crew, and she caught Vasy’s attention.

“Where are Gold and Blue flights?”

“Let’s debrief upstairs, please. All of us.”

Once all four pilots were in the office with Kalyna, plus Maryna and Katia, the news was mixed.

“We were deployed in three different areas around Lviv Oblast,” said Vasy. “So, we agreed to rendezvous at Kalyniv once we cleared every incoming attack we could.”

Lieutenant Olha Tkachuk continued. “We thought Gold and Blue would be there before us… as we were stationed to cover the busy eastern flank of Lviv city. But the others suffered near disaster.”

“Not again,” said Katia grasping Maryna’s hand.

Vasy shook her head. “Not quite the same. Blue flight was sent north to intercept missiles launched from Belarus. Unfortunately, they came within range of two Sukhoi Su-34s patrolling just over the Ukraine-Belarus border and beyond the reach of our ground defenses. Our jets were targeted and although most evaded the attack, they were unable to counterattack with their missiles due to the range. Tragically, Sergeant Lyuba Stasiuk gave her life attempting to draw an enemy missile away from one of our cadets.”

“Another loss we’ll all feel,” said Kalyna. “I want everything done to recover her… body.”

Vasy nodded. “As her flight commander, Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko stayed in Kalyniv to make arrangements, and the other Blue pilots remained with her.”

Kalyna hesitated over asking about Gold Flight, but they needed to know.

Olha obliged. “Sent to the northwest flank of Lviv, Gold Flight encountered a swarm of drones and a few cruise missiles which they proceeded to successfully down before the aerial attack reached the city’s ground defenses. Lieutenant Tamila Medved destroyed a cruise missile and three drones with her cannon. Unfortunately, debris from the last drone collided with her MiG, which she managed to safely steer away from housing before she ejected.”

Katia asked, “So, nobody was injured?”

“Tamila was taken to hospital with minor injuries,” said Olha. “Her Flight is at Kalyniv, from where her commander, Kapitan Anzhela Havrylyuk learned about her abrupt landing.”

Kalyna realized although the attrition was far greater along the front line, the squadron would struggle to recruit female pilots with the right experience if their casualties kept mounting. Was Chayka Air finding any suitable volunteers?

As if sensing the major’s concern, Maryna glanced at Katia and then spoke.

“It will be a while before we can reform Sable Flight, so, until then Katia and I are ready to join other flights. Engineering should have at least one rebuilt MiG-29—”

“And mine has been upgraded I believe,” added Katia. “Mariyka said something about special pylons for missiles and a tablet to control them. Some of the cadets are clever at devising innovative modifications.”

Vasy wiped her eyes. “Excuse me if I suggest we assess the situation properly when the other flights are back. They should have more to add.”

“True. I agree we all get some sleep,” said Kalyna. “Losing two pilots, even though one is just injured, is tough to absorb. Although we don’t know if either MiG can be salvaged, planes are not as valuable as our precious sisters.”

Friday, January 5^th -– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Dawn brought six more Witches home.

They were met by the rest of the squadron in the briefing room below the office. Also present was Colonel Maksym Bondarenko who had flown in with another officer from Air Command West, and two of the trainers.

Relief and sadness swept through the curious gathering.

Kalyna raised her hands for silence.

“First, welcome back sisters. We all mourn Lyuba Stasiuk but also carry precious memories of her companionship. She will never be forgotten.”

She bowed her head in respect. After some minutes of silence, she continued.

“Fortunately, Tamila Medved will return to us soon. Where to depends on decisions taken today. I’ll let Colonel Bondarenko explain.”

She sat down and let Maksym talk.

“I must start by echoing Major Chayka’s tribute to your sister Lyuba Stasiuk who like so many of our compatriots gave her life for Ukraine’s freedom. I won’t lie and claim we will all survive this war. 2024 may not see our victory, but we must persevere to ensure the Russians never win.”

A shout of defiance resounded around the room.

“Slava Ukrayini”

Having allowed the gathering to settle, Maksym continued.

“Almost a year ago, this squadron left Kalyniv Airfield in what we all called ‘a tactical withdrawal’. It gave you all the opportunity to train on NATO fighters, namely the American F-16 and the Swedish Gripen. In anticipation of your redeployment, two of your trainers are here to report on your amazing performance. First, Major Klaudia Smolak, please.”

Maksym sat down as the Polish trainer stood and spoke.

“My Polish Air Force colleague, Kapitan Zuzia Czajka, and I were honored to train such a unique squadron… as were our four fellow guest trainers. Over the last eight months, we have instructed you and other Ukrainian pilots, plus some ground crew, and feel the overdue F-16s will be in capable hands. Excellent ones with this squadron.”

F-16 jets in March over Poland. Training for Ukrainian pilots could take place there.
Credit: Lukasz Glowala/Reuters

She paused to clap her star squadron, then continued.

“Thanks to our respective commands… and Chayka Air, all four F-16 two-seater trainers will remain here for ongoing training. Zuzia and I will be available as needed since we regularly instruct cadets at this university. Also, Major Signe Berntsen and Kaptein Amalie Falk have retired from the Royal Norwegian Air Force so are offering their services whenever needed. Only our American colleagues have proved invaluable but had to return to their squadron in Arizona.”

She glanced at the Chayka majors and Maksym, who all nodded.

“I will just repeat that you will be a formidable asset when you are equipped with F-12s. Finally, I will hand over to my Swedish associate, Major Ottillia Elmersson, who trained some of you on Gripens. Also, she will add our overall assessment. I thank you all for this special opportunity.”

Ottilia embraced Klaudia before speaking.

“Kapten Pernilla Eklund and I trained less of you on Gripens than our colleagues instructed on F-16s. But like them, we were impressed at your aptitude and speed at adapting to a NATO jet, although I know most of you have flown Hornets, and your squadron has eight Gripens already operational. However, as do Saab, Pernilla and I believe that you now have the skills to operate an effective dispersed strategy from remote sites. With the extra equipment sent by your Swedish friends, your highly trained ground crew makes your two Gripen flights unique in being able to operate beyond a traditional airfield.”

“Like the original Night Witches – Nochnye Vedmy,” said Vasy. “Although can Gripens use grass runways?”

“Short road and snow-covered runways especially, so if the grass was firm then it’s possible. But roads give you the most flexibility. Gripens are best if your airfields are being degraded. Pernilla and I have been honored to train you and will be available as required.”

JAS 39 Gripen of The Swedish Air Force taking off from a short runway located on public road. San Diego Air and Space Museum Archive

She paused, before adding, “Overall this squadron, in the opinion of all of us trainers, now has the adaptability and skill to operate a variety of fighter aircraft, including the F-16s and the Gripens. Therefore, I need to hand over to Colonel Bondarenko.”

Maksym shook the hands of the two trainers, then addressed the 2022 Night Witches squadron.

“First, my thanks to Major Klaudia Smolak and Major Ottillia Elmersson for their invaluable words and their guidance, plus that of their colleagues. Air Command West is grateful to you and your fellow trainers for the offer of ongoing support. Plus, we welcome the two-seater F-16s and Gripen from your respective forces, jets that will speed up our ability to prepare our pilots for when the NATO jets arrive.”

Maksym paused and turned to take one sheet of paper from each of the two trainers.

“These lists show the recommended flights when equipped with NATO jets. You already have eight Gripens, but we are still avoiding provocative deployment. When F-16s are available, all Air Commands will deploy them. But unfortunately, AC West will equip this squadron last… my sincere apologies. However, I have convinced my ACW colleagues the 2022 Night Witches should be allowed back to Kalyniv Airfield… if you wish to return.”

Unanimous approval was clear from the cheers. Finally, Maksym could continue to speak.

“Until you can deploy with all NATO jets, you will continue flying MiG-29s… out of Kalyniv. Your Chayka majors are suggesting three rotating flights to keep you all active or training cadets. I’ll hand you over, so they can assign you.”

Mniszech Palace and park
, Deblin. Photo: Dkamelio photo

Sunday, January 28^th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

All the tables had been rearranged for the first ‘Movie Night’ at Zvenigora Restaurant. After three weeks stationed at Kalyniv, Mariyka Shevchuk was pleased to be back for this inaugural film evening.

“I’m grateful you made it back safely,” said her aunt, Agnieszka. “Although Sergei seems to be a capable projectionist, I didn’t want Sabina and Tomas shouldering all the front-of-house demands.”

“Some of my engineering cadets might have helped… next time perhaps. But now I’m here with my Flight sisters Maryna and Katia.”

More sisters came in, as well as some locals who were attracted by a new diversion.

The restaurant filled up, testing the service.

Among the last to arrive were Mariyka’s mechanic friend Dariya Boyko and Cadets Daria Jankowski, Maja Andrysiak, and Nadzieja Chlebek who were helping rebuild the MiG-29s.

“Great to see you all,” said Maryna. “Katia and I need to discuss nose art with you… when our planes are ready.”

Mariyka chuckled, knowing what was entailed.

“I’m intrigued already,” said Dariya. “We should finish rebuilding your MiG next week, Maryna. The repairs to yours, Katia, only took a few days. Drop round on Friday… or sooner if you want to reveal your secret.”

“It can wait unless the NATO preparations are in earnest—”

“They are I fear,” said Vasy Chayka, who had arrived with her cousin Kalyna. “The invasion of Ukraine has exposed Putin’s willingness to gamble on NATO’s hesitation over pursuing actions that could be deemed as provocative.”

“It’s understandable that Poland, the Baltic nations, and others who have experienced Soviet rule,” added Kalyna, “should fear an expansionist Russia.”

“Let’s hope that Friday’s announcement of Steadfast Defender 2024, the massive NATO exercise is sufficient deterrence,” said Maryna. “With 32 countries taking part, it should be.”

Sergei. “Perhaps tonight’s film will be inspiring.”

“It was the few times I saw it,” said Vasy. “One scene always reminded me of my grandmother aged twelve who was herding goats as she spied on Nazis.”

As the lights were dimmed, Agnieszka introduced the movie.

“Released in 1946, ‘A Matter of Life and Death’ is a British fantasy-romance film set in England during World War II. When it was released, the film encouraged the idea that Britain was standing shoulder to shoulder with America. Today Ukraine needs both America and NATO.”

The screen flickered into life.

‘This is the story of two worlds, the one we know and another which exists only in the mind of a young airman whose life and imagination have been violently shaped by war.’

Official UK cinema poster for A Matter of Life and Death – Copyright: Eagle-Lion Films

Slava Ukrayini

December’s WEP/IWSG Challenge could have been my favorite film, as that would have fitted since one of the two leads is a pilot. Instead, A Matter of Life and Death, released in the US as Stairway to Heaven: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Matter_of_Life_and_Death_(film) seemed a better fit for this episode. I recommend this movie if you like classic fantasy romances.

A clue to next month’s movie – ‘Phoenix’.

Any suggestions?

WEP Get Together – February

February 1, 2024 by Roland Clarke

If this fails to appear on February 1^st, blame HMRC (His Majesty’s Revenue & Customs) for wanting me to file my 2022-2023 tax return by midnight on January 31^st, 2024. Failure to submit by the deadline incurs a £100 fine, which increases after 3 months. Unfortunately, I won’t have submitted the return by the time this post appears, as I’m still missing one document.

However, this WEP Get Together may be about more than writing, yet scribbling might distract me from worrying about unforeseen mishaps.

As I wrote in my last blog post, I will continue writing more Freedom Flights episodes until a just peace for Ukraine is reached. I’m aiming for one episode per month and have devised a thread echoing the 2023 WEP/IWSG Challenges movie theme. February’s episode may appear next week.

Graphics by Jonathan Temples –
http://jonathantemples.co.uk/

My crucial and ongoing issue is editing. Although I have an excellent editor in London, Yen Ooi, I’m over a year behind on her suggested revisions of Fevered Fuse, my North Wales police procedural… the first novel with Sparkle Anwyl. I’m slow, partly as ‘Freedom Flights’ keeps demanding my attention, but mainly as I struggle with health problems including deteriorating eyesight. I fear another rewrite may be a draft too far, even though my UK editor understands my style and approach. Incidentally, Yen was the UK editor of my first novel, Spiral of Hooves.

Maybe I must seriously consider finding a ghostwriter to ensure that at least two more novels are published. A UK journalist cousin did offer to help… but for a price. As for my American stepfamily, there were no serious offers… at any price.

What price is reasonable? Have you ever considered any form of writing partnership?

“The writing world changes constantly and is not without its challenges.” Denise Covey

For other WEP Get Together posts visit:

https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2024/01/1-wep-get-together-february-1-2024.html

P.S. I love Olga’s badge for WEP at the head of this post.

Freedom Flights: Episode 16 – Beacons of Hope

January 19, 2024 by Roland Clarke

As promised, I will continue writing more Freedom Flights episodes until a just peace for Ukraine is reached. Hopefully, I can manage one episode per month, and now there are sadly no more WEP/IWSG Challenges, I have devised a thread echoing 2023’s theme.

Once again, many thanks to the WEP team for inspiring us writers to create more gems with those Challenges. My thanks too to IWSG for their participation, and to my fellow writers and readers for their support and encouragement. Without all of this, I wouldn’t have created this fictional reflection of a crucial struggle for self-determination.

Links to the previous episodes can be found on my new Freedom Flights page on the left-hand sidebar.

Episode 16 – Beacons of Hope

2023

Monday, December 18^th – Chayka Air, Cold Lake, Canada

Chayka’s main hanger was transformed from how Maryna Sobol and Katia Antonov remembered when training in Cold Lake. Although the first fundraising event in December 2022 had proved crucial, the two pilots hadn’t yet joined the squadron.

However, Aliona Sokol was ensuring the sole survivors of Sable Flight felt welcome for this second event.

“We are grateful you came back for this evening’s dinner, but so saddened at the human cost—”

“—many thanks,” said Maryna. “But although it was a traumatic night for us, our ground troops on the front are facing far greater losses.”

“So tonight, we must make that clear,” said Aliona. “Last year, some of the money raised was sent as aid to Eastern Ukraine, and for night-vision equipment plus drones at the front.”

“Hopefully, our experiences and knowledge should raise awareness,” said Katia, realizing Maryna’s burns were unmissable.

Her Flight leader had stopped in front of a display case explaining the story of Chayka Air and the evolution of the Night Witches.

Pointing at the earliest section, she asked, “Is that feather the one your aunt’s grandmother brought from Byelorussia in 1944? It’s beautiful.”

“Yes. The famous Zharptica feather,” replied Aliona. “Vasy Chayka and my great-grandmother brought it when they emigrated to Canada.”

“Has it become a family heirloom then?” asked Katia. “Much like that Polikarpov U-2 hanging above us perhaps?”

Aliona walked to where the iconic biplane of the original Night Witches was suspended above the central tables. “This was the same plane flown to freedom by the Chayka sisters in 1944, although they were forced to leave it in Sweden until 1950.”

“Why? Too far to fly, I expect,” said Maryna. “But it’s beautiful with that Zharptica nose art—”

“—which my great-grandmother and her crew painted,” said Aliona, turning towards the first guests as they arrived. “Mingle freely until dinner is served.”

While their hostess went to welcome the arrivals, Maryna explained to Katia an idea she’d devised.

Once the guests were seated, Aliona welcomed everyone.

“As we all know, this is a crucial time for Ukraine with another winter, renewed Russian aggression, and other global distractions. Now is not the time for political wavering, but time for us to stand with our brave kindred struggling for freedom.” She paused to allow for applause.

“Before we enjoy this traditional Ukrainian dinner,” she continued, “I would like you to watch a documentary about the Russian Invasion and our reborn Night Witches – Nochnyye Vedmy. Originally made in 2022, it has been updated with the assistance of embedded British journalist Jane Wetherby.”

As Maryna and Katia had joined the squadron in early February, they had never seen the film, unlike those who had supported the previous fundraiser. However, some events referenced by Jane’s additions were familiar, not least the subtle references to departed sisters.

By the end of the documentary, they prayed it had set the guests discussing the issues raised.

After it concluded, Aliona said, “While you’re enjoying your meal, study the sheet on your table listing the items Ukraine needs, especially this winter. Many like warm gloves are things we take for granted as Canadians when winter temperatures fall as low as over there.”

She paused, and everyone looked at their lists.

“Now consider what you can spare this holiday season to donate to their struggle for their freedom… for our freedom. Whether it’s money for blankets, a generator, protective equipment, or drones, no sacrifice goes unseen. We thank you. After we have eaten, two of the Nochnye Vedmy will recount some of their experiences over 2023.”

Aliona returned to her seat at the table with the pilots, Jane Wetherby, and officers from the Canadian Forces Base Cold Lake.

“Miss Sokol, we are glad to do what we can to help,” said the senior officer, Lieutenant-colonel Todd Manning. “Chayka Air is special to us.”

A memory triggered for Aliona. “Was Major Felix Manning an ancestor of yours? If so, my great-grandfather Denys Kohut flew with him in WW2.”

Todd chuckled. “Exposed. Felix was my idol growing up. And yes, he was great friends with all your family. He even talked about the day he helped escort that amazing biplane hanging above us back to Kohut Air.”

“Seems like there’s a whole saga hidden here,” said Jane. “And I can do more than answer questions arising from the documentary.”

Listening to the concern for Ukraine in the conversation around the table, Maryna realized the struggle she and Katia might face attempting to persuade hesitant supporters to demonstrate their commitment. She shared her thoughts with Katia, but they reassured each other to draw strength from fear.

When coffee was served Aliona introduced her special guests.

“Tonight, we are privileged to have two Canadian-Ukrainian Nochnye Vedmy. Kapitan Maryna Sobol and Lieutenant Katia Antonov have served with the squadron since February 2023. After they have spoken, I’m sure they will answer your questions, as will our other special guests.”

Maryna and Katia stood, with the senior pilot taking the mike first.

“If you look above, you will see the original Polikarpov U-2 flown by Kalyna Chayka, the Nochnye Vedmy who was one of the Ukrainian founders of Chayka Air, along with her sister Vasy and their husbands. Katia and I are honored to serve under their granddaughters in the reborn Nochnye Vedmy, the 2022 Night Witches.

Unlike too many of our fellow fighters and far too many civilians, our casualties have been endurable, although traumatic. Katia and I are the sole survivors of Sable Flight, which came under Russian missile attack on the night of October 3^rd. As you may have realized, I suffered severe burns although I was pulled from my burning MiG-29. But two pilots and three ground crew gave their lives for freedom.”

Maryna sat down, then closed her eyes remembering her dead friends and lover.

Katia continued.

“Although we’ve had our losses, as a squadron we’ve flown missions during which our jets have inflicted losses on the enemy. Unfortunately, due to the political hesitation of our allies and delays in sending weaponry, we have been forced to rebuild crashed MiG-29s. We are training in Poland on F-16s sourced through Chayka Air, and we have the NATO jets from all our staunch supporters.

A MiG-29 Fulcrum takes off from Starokostiantyniv Air Base, Ukraine, Oct. 9 as part of the Clear Sky 2018 exercise. The exercise promotes regional stability and security, while strengthening partner capabilities and fostering trust. (U.S. Air National Guard photo by Tech. Sgt. Charles Vaughn)

However, if Ukraine’s western allies fail to ensure the frontline troops have the supplies such as artillery shells, and if the air raids take their toll on the civilian areas, morale will decline to Russia’s advantage. Then the Nochnye Vedmy will struggle to play an effective role in this war.”

As Katia stopped talking, her Witch friend stood up again.

“This is Ukraine’s darkest hour. It’s wrong to say 2024 will be the third year of this war. Never forget Russia invaded Ukraine ten years ago and annexed Crimea. Yes, there was a ceasefire… on Putin’s terms. The pro-Russia separatists violated the Minsk agreements ensuring the war never truly ended. We must ensure such a false ceasefire never happens again. No escalation. No capitulation. No partition.

But it’s always darkest before dawn. Now is the decisive moment for the West to step up and supply everything needed for victory. The post-World War 2 world order has changed but we can still avoid a third world war by acting effectively today.

I look up at that venerable biplane and although she was scarred by fire like me, I focus on the stunning nose art… Zharptica, the Firebird, whose fiery presence is often seen as a beacon of hope and a source of ultimate wisdom or power that can lead us to our ultimate destiny. Let Zharptica guide us in this hour of need. Katia and I will use this image on our jets in the months ahead. Slava Ukrayini.”

Everyone clapped, then repeated the battle cry.

When the enthusiastic response subsided, Aliona invited questions to any of her special guests.

An older man addressed his question to the British journalist Jane. “I found the documentary informative as my family fled Soviet persecution a few decades ago. I’m wondering if the United Kingdom is more committed to aiding our people than Canada’s isolationist neighbors?”

“I believe that even if Rishi Sunak and the Conservatives lose the election due probably this year,” replied Jane, “The likely Labour government under Keir Starmer will continue to aid Ukraine. Tragically, I fear what Donald Trump could do. As our brave pilots have made clear, the West must be staunch in its resolve to stop Russia.”

Further questions confirmed there was determination throughout the gathering. A final answer from Lieutenant-colonel Todd Manning provided the perfect lead-in for donations.

“I’m proud that as the Royal Canadian Air Force’s leading training squadron, 410 nicknamed the Cougars has trained a few of the volunteers in the Night Witches, including the two Majors leading them… although before my time. However, I was in this squadron when these two pilots Kapitan Maryna Sobol and Lieutenant Katia Antonov were training, so I’m honored to be here with them. We know our training has helped and will continue to. So, please give generously tonight.”

Sunday, December 24^th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The carpet of snow around Dęblin made driving challenging. Hence, the Holub and Sokol families chose to walk across to the Zvenigora Restaurant, which was hosting a Christmas Eve, or Sviat Vechir celebration for friends.

Although most of the squadron had previously observed Christmas according to the Western calendar, now after an official break from Russian Orthodox traditions all of Ukraine was now celebrating Christmas united.

Mariyka and Sergei welcomed their guests with the traditional glasses of Uzvar, made with a medley of dried fruits, while Tomas and Sabina showed them to the tables arranged in a square at the center of the decorated restaurant.

“My Aunt Agnieszka has had us all making the twelve customary Ukrainian dishes for Sviat Vechir,” said Sabina.

Ukrainian Christmas Eve dinner
https://ukrainian-recipes.com/why-should-you-celebrate-christmas-with-your-family-12-lean-ukrainian-dishes-for-christmas-eve-and-10-interesting-old-christmas-traditions.html

Her nephew Tomas added, “And we cooked some other Christmas yummies. I made gingerbread for everyone too.”

The two youngsters from Canada introduced themselves as they helped Sabina and Tomas bring in food from the kitchen.

“I’m Daryna Holub, Vasy and Marcus’s youngest daughter—”

“—And I’m her cousin Mykola, Kalyna and Leonid’s only son… and desperate to be a pilot.”

“When you’re older,” said his sister Aliona. “You might have a few trainers lining up… or not.”

“Or when you reach the right age,” said his cousin Klara, “You could enroll here in Dęblin at the Polish Air Force Academy.”

“Except unlike you dear cousin, my Polish is terrible. But maybe someone at Chayka will take pity and help me qualify for the military.”

At the door, the last two guests arrived in a gust of snow. As they unbundled themselves of scarves and hooded jackets, Sergei was waiting to pounce.

“No evening would be perfect without my favorite cousin and her wife.” He embraced Larisa, then pulled Anzhela into the huddle as Mariyka squeezed in.

“When you guys have finished with your reunion, please, may I bless this meal?” asked Leonid. “Thank you.”

Once all were seated, they bowed their heads and Leonid prayed.

“Let us pray for fellowship as we gather around the Christmas dinner table. May our hearts be filled with love and joy as we share this special meal. Lord, we thank you for the blessing of family and friends who have come to celebrate this joyous season with us.

Help us to cherish these moments of togetherness and strengthen the bonds that unite us. Bless our conversations with laughter and warmth, and may your presence be felt among us as we share in this feast.

Grant us the grace to reach out to those who are lonely or lost during this holiday season, so that they may also experience the gift of fellowship in their lives.”

Agnieszka as head of the household dipped a deep spoon in the traditional kutia, a porridge made from unground grains sweetened with honey, jam, and dried fruits. She threw one spoonful of kutia to the ceiling, and everyone looked to see how many grains had stuck: many grains meant there would be a bountiful harvest and happiness for the family.

Mariyka threw another spoonful to the main window, as a donation to the frost, to prevent the crops from freezing.

She then explained, “Ukrainians traditionally give part of the kutia dish to their cattle and save another for children to give to their godparents and grandparents when they greet each other and receive gifts. We give part to a local farmer and there are enough relatives to spread love and gifts.”

Sabina told everyone to help themselves to the spread starting with Borsch. This was served with small buns stuffed with mushrooms and with sweet-filed Pampushky sprinkled with powdered sugar.

This was followed by a spread of treats including Varenyky, savory dumplings stuffed with cabbage, mushroom gravy, pickled herring, jellied fish, and marinated mushrooms.

“You realize someone spent many hours foraging in the snow,” said Agnieszka. “And patient ice-fishing. Thanks, Sergei.”

“Tomas was good company. We talked about tractors, plows, and farming.”

Laughter and casual chatter merged with satisfied eating, and then Agnieszka proposed a toast.

“To absent friends and family, both the departed souls and those celebrating elsewhere.”

Everyone raised their glasses of Uzvar or Medovukha, a fermented honey drink.

“Did many of the other Witches get home for any of the holidays,” asked Leonid. “I know Maryna Sobol and Katia Antonov were staying on for another week or so with their families in Canada, after the successful fundraiser.”

“Unless Air Command West puts the whole squadron’s three active MiG-29 flights on emergency standby,” replied Vasy. “It’s just the pilots around this table who are on call during the Christmas period. So, just one flight… Kalyna, Anzhela, Mariyka, and me.”

“And as the sole Chief Mechanic,” added Larisa, “I’ll be dependent on cadets like Klara who are still here to get four MiGs up.”

An ominous silence swept over the restaurant.

“I pray my despicable former comrades don’t use this period to launch more massive aerial attacks on Ukraine,” said Sergei.

Agnieszka stood up. “We need to change the mood with coffee and Piana Vyshnia.”

“A brandy and cherry drink originally from Lviv,” explained Mariyka. “Then we can discuss the film evenings we are planning as entertainment in 2024.”

Sabina and Tomas held up a poster for the first film.

Slava Ukrayini

Freedom Flights: Episode 14 – Embedded

December 10, 2023 by Roland Clarke

In October, I posted my most recent WEP/IWSG Challenge episode, Masked Nemesis. Below you will find the next episode, Embedded, which I wrote as the first part of my 2023 NaNoWriMo entry. For the rest of that entry, I wrote three more Freedom Flights episodes Forest Elusion, Prairie Pride, and Saskatoon Sunrise – set respectively in 1944, 1947, and 1950. These are the first of the stories linking my original WWII story Feathered Fire and my ongoing present-day episodes.

For those new to this ongoing creation, please note, that this present-day tale began with my World War II story Feathered Fire, which introduced the Chayka family from Ukraine and appeared in the 2020 IWSG Anthology (No. 5), Voyagers: The Third Ghost.

The current stories open with Episode 1, Rainbow Firebreak, for the WEP/IWSG April: Challenge: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/04/20/wep-iwsg-april-challenge-a-hard-rains-a-gonna-fall/.

Episode 2, Winged Woes, for the WEP/IWSG June Challenge: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/06/15/wep-iwsg-june-challenge-please-read-the-letter/

Episode 3, Moonbeam Magic, for the WEP/IWSG August Challenge: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/08/17/wep-iwsg-august-challenge-moonlight-sonata/

Episode 4, Winged Death, for the WEP/IWSG October Challenge: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/10/19/wep-iwsg-october-challenge-thriller/

Episode 5, Soul Seeds, for the WEP/IWSG December Challenge: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/12/01/wep-iwsg-december-challenge-first-time-ever/

Episode 6, Swords to Ploughshares, to conclude the WEP/IWSG December Challenge and close 2022: https://rolandclarke.com/2022/12/10/swords-to-ploughshares/

Episode 7, Winter Resolution https://rolandclarke.com/2023/01/31/wep-iwsg-challenge-resolve/ This extra post leads into this month’s Challenge entry and included a plot event I foreshadowed in Part 6.

Episode 8, Winds of Change https://rolandclarke.com/2023/02/15/wep-iwsg-february-challenge-gone-with-the-wind/

Episode 9, Precious Relations, https://rolandclarke.com/2023/04/20/wep-iwsg-april-challenge-life-is-beautiful/

Episode 10, Inception, https://rolandclarke.com/2023/06/12/freedom-flights-part-10-inception/ .

Episode 11, Shaped Encounters, https://rolandclarke.com/2023/06/23/wep-iwsg-june-challenge-close-encounters/ .

Episode 12, Chocolate Pots, https://rolandclarke.com/2023/08/16/wep-iwsg-august-challenge-chocolate-pots/

Episode 13, Masked Nemesis, https://rolandclarke.com/2023/10/18/wep-iwsg-october-challenge-masked-nemesis/

Episode 14 – Embedded

2023

Wednesday November 1^st – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

It was still dark when Mariyka and Sergei finished cleaning the dining area of the restaurant after the successful Veles celebrations.

“You must have time for breakfast,” said her sister Sabina from the doorway into the kitchen, which she and Aunt Agnieszka had been cleaning. “We’ve made enough pancakes to feed a room of cadets.”

Hearing a knock at the front door, Mariyka checked.

It was her chief mechanic, Dariya Boyko, with the journalist writing about the squadron.

“Jane Wetherby wanted to talk before you’re needed in the Engineering hangar.”

“Let’s chat over breakfast with my family.”

“Perfect. I’d hoped they were here as well.”

Once they were all seated with plates of food and everyone was introduced, Jane took out her notepad.

“Do you all feel it’s brave and necessary for a woman like Mariyka to serve in a front-line unit?’

“Of course,” said Agnieszka. “As brave and important as the men. But as her aunt, I worry every time she flies in combat… as we all do.”

“Braver than men like me,” said Sergei. “But as a Russian, I surrendered, unwilling to fight. Now I can admire my partner Mariyka instead.”

Jane let the others express their admiration, then asked another question.

“Mariyka, I believe your family is part Jewish. Do you have relations in Israel, who might be involved in the war?”

“Yes,” replied Agnieszka. “Some cousins, who left Poland in 1993 and still live there—”

“—and like me, one was a pilot… but she was killed… fighting for a cause they believed in,” added Mariyka. “Dare we believe Hamas doesn’t want the destruction of Israel. Nor Putin ours.”

Sabina nodded. “Let’s pray neither war escalates, and more innocent lives are lost.”

“Unfortunately, with thousands already dead in Gaza,” said Dariya, “fatalities in Ukraine no longer provoke concern. The world’s focus has shifted away from us.”

Saturday, November 11^th – Unbroken National Rehabilitation Center, Lviv, Ukraine

“Kapitan Sobol, I wish you a steady recovery. Do you miss the squadron?” asked Jane Wetherby.

Maryna squeezed her fellow survivor Katia’s hand. “My flight sisters… who died especially. And the ground crew who tried to save them. Lives lost. So many casualties everywhere. My precious Bohdana. Why?”

“Freedom,” said Katia. “Isn’t that why we fight? Except some of our allies forget that I fear. Are we still fighting for Ukraine and Canada? Or just our ancestral motherland?”

“How many of you Witches were born in Canada?”

Maryna closed her eyes, letting Katia answer.

“Seven… less our two late sisters, who joined along with us. Whether other Canadian-Ukrainians become Witches depends on how this war is reported.”

Dropping her head, Jane paused before saying, “I hope my article helps. Where has the West failed Ukraine?”

“Supplying key weapons too late,” said Maryna. “Like ATACMS and cluster munitions. It’s exactly a year since Kherson was liberated yet we should have progressed further since then. We needed those weapons before our counter-offensive. Our brave forces have managed a multi-prong approach. But NATO doctrine recommends combined arms, an air-land campaign… when the right weapons are available. We are fighting an enemy NATO never has.”

“Without them, shaping operations were a slow tough grind,” added Katia. “Did our allies expect a swift assault while they delayed? We need better mine clearance and electronic measures. Only now are we being allowed to train on F-16s. Can Ukraine survive until the promised jets arrive?”

Friday, November 17^th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

“F-16s alone will not ensure our victory,” said Maksym Bondarenko, “but they will be a factor. We must convince our allies of the pressing need for their unwavering support.”

“Until the F-16s arrive, our engineering team will keep rebuilding and upgrading MiG-29s,” added Anatol Krakarth.

Mariyka nodded in agreement.

Jane looked at the group gathered in the squadron’s office.

“If your allies propose a peace plan, what form must that take?”

“It can’t allow Russia to keep any Ukrainian territory,” replied Maksym. “Including Crimea.”

“So, no peace that allows them to invade again,” added Vasy. “Difficult but crucial.”

“There must be a means to include reparations,” said Kalyna. “We can’t expect the West to cover all the costs of rebuilding what the Russians have destroyed.”

Jane held up her hands. “Possibly controversial, considering the heated discussions currently over the legality of using seized Russian assets. So, how dependent is victory on the extent of Western fatigue and further delays in support?”

“Extremely,” said Mariyka. “I fear what this winter might bring. Yet I know we must keep believing and doing everything we can to press forward.”

“And hope the crisis within US politics doesn’t favor Putin,” added Vasy.

Tuesday, November 21^st – Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The images on the screen might be ten years old, but everyone watching had vivid memories of Euromaidan on this Day of Dignity and Freedom. Even the Canadians since they all had Ukrainian ancestry, especially the cousins Kalyna and Vasy, whose grandmothers had escaped Stalin’s tyranny in 1944.

Euromaidan in Kyiv – Photo: **Evgeny Feldman** – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Euromaidan_03.JPG

“Were your grandmothers alive to witness Putin’s invasion of Crimea the following year?” asked Jane.

“Both were,” replied Vasy. “The one I’m named after was doing great at 82, while Kalyna’s was as spry at 92. They were comparing Putin to Stalin, yet still optimistic after the Euromaidan events.”

“Were you tempted to come here and help?”

“Tempted yes,” said Kalyna. “But we were still serving in the RCAF. Although at 42, we were thinking of retiring. Four years after Crimea we did when we were unofficial guests at Clear Sky 2018 hosted by Starokostiantyniv air base.”

Jane turned her attention to the Ukrainians in the Witches’ office.

“Did any of you take part in the Euromaidan demonstrations?”

“I was on leave from the Airforce,” said Maksym. “In Kyiv, where my family lived, before we moved to Lviv. I was meant to remain loyal to the government, yet I felt torn. So, I went to Maidan Nezalezhnosti on that first day and realized from all the speeches, that our country needed to be free of the old Soviet ties.”

“How long did you remain in the central square?”

“A few hours at first. But I returned every day I was on leave, doing what I could to support the protestors. Mainly with food and first aid, although back then I didn’t join a Maidan Self-Defense unit. If I wasn’t a serving officer, I’d have joined. Unfortunately, when the Crimea invasion happened, the armed forces proved too late to respond.”

Saturday November 25^th – Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The Hall of Memory and to the Black Board Alley
– Author: Kiyanka – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Museum_of_the_Holodomor-Genocide

Moonlight cast shadows beside the Witches and their colleagues as they gathered for the remembrance ceremony on the 91^st anniversary of the devastating 1932-33 famine in Ukraine.

“Why is it known as the Holodomor?” asked Jane, as they all prepared to light memorial candles.

“It means ‘death by hunger’ as an estimated 7 million Ukrainians died,” replied Vasy as her husband clutched her hand.

Marko explained. “I was privileged to know Vasy and Kalyna’s grandmothers, who escaped Ukraine after their parents died—”

“—of starvation in Stalin’s famine,” added Kalyna’s husband Leonid.

With respectful reflection, everyone lit their candles. Then in their flickering light, observed a minute of silence remembering the victims.

As they returned to the airfield, Mariyka and Agnieszka invited everyone back to the Zvenigora Restaurant for a final act of remembrance and food.

Inside the family lit candles on every windowsill.

Maryka explained. “The tradition of ’Candle in the Window’ was suggested by Holodomor researcher James Mace in 2003, saying ‘Even seven decades later, a candle that flickers in the window seems to me to be a worthy reply’. We do this every year.”

“Even more relevant when Putin is again using hunger as a weapon,” added her sister.

“A weapon affecting people already near starvation in other countries,” said Nadzieja Chlebek. “Like the majors, I have family who suffered during Holodomor. My great-grandfather lost his parents in 1932.”

“Although I trained to fly in Canada. my family are originally Polish-Ukrainian,” said Adriana Pavlenko. “And I grew up learning about the suffering of millions over those decades.”

Jane kept making notes, then said, “Sending drones on the eve of Holodomor to attack Kyiv adds to the affront.” She continued, asking, “Has it ever been suggested that the squadron gets sent to guard the alternative grain route to the Black Sea.”

“Not yet,” said Kalyna. “For now, it’s either ground defenses or planes stationed nearer the Danube River ports.”

“But as long as Russia threatens any sensible grain deal,” added Leonid, “this is genocide against Ukraine and others. Yet one of many war crimes they must be held accountable for.”

“And your father, Vasy,” said Marko, “is attempting to pursue some of the children Russia has kidnapped from Eastern Ukraine.”

“As we often say, unpunished evil grows like cancer,” added Agnieszka. “Poland’s prime minister Mateusz Morawiecki last year said, “If we allow Putin to continue, he will become the Stalin of the 21st century,”

Slava Ukrayini

The next Freedom Flights episode will be the final WEP/IWSG Challenge of 2023, Over To You, which allows us to choose a film that inspires our post… so, I understand. I aim to have something up in the next 24 hours. The clue to the film hangs in a restaurant.

https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2023/11/wep-december-challenge-over-to-you.html