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Freedom Flights: Episode 37 – Strategy and Tactics

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Episode 37 of Freedom Flights concludes the Polish scenes, so the next episode sees the return to Chayka Field of an unexpected supporter with some new recruits and is met by a character who will remain forever.

I will continue trying to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen in 2025.

Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom, with too many losing their lives. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes and prepare for the genuine peace that must come soon.

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

Episode 37 – Strategy and Tactics

2024

Sunday, September 29th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Sukhoi Su-30SM – Russia – Air Force – https://www.airliners.net/photo/Russia-Air-Force/Sukhoi-Su-30SM/5154013/L

Alongside the acquired Sukhoi Su-30SM, the group of pilots gathered without the restraints of secrecy. Major Arne Östberg climbed into the cockpit and was joined by Capitaine Dasha Isakova, who had the most flight hours in this Flanker-H. He studied the layout of the controls, checking with Dasha that he had noted them correctly.

“Impressive, I took a little longer back at Kursk, even though I’d flown its predecessor in the US,” said Dasha.

“As had I. But I admit, as a test pilot, I’ve flown a few airframes, which helps. I hope you trust me and Raphaëlle to put this Flanker through its paces… against NATO opposition. I suspect she’ll hold her own as a 4+ generation fighter.”

“She should… with you two piloting her.”

Dasha climbed down, and Commandant Raphaëlle Balode replaced her in the cockpit.

“Ever flown one of these?” asked Arne.

“No. Just sat in this one with Éliane, studying the layout and the instruments. We’ve permission to take her up, once the tower gives us clearance.”

“After we do the pre-flight check… but do you know if the ground crew did theirs?”

“All our jet’s checks and for the other two, who should follow us up. But as neither of us has flown this type of airframe, we need to get ahead, Major.”

The Sukhoi Su-30SM crew stole some airtime from the others, checking out the training range well ahead of them.

Capitaine Aline Bonheur and the crew of the NH90 Caïman flew all the observers to the observation area overlooking the range. Once again, Kapitan Aleks Górski was given a judging role alongside Dasha, Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko. Others who came along had become the expert witnesses to how the Sukhoi Su-30SM performed.

As the senior referee and the Flanker’s original pilot, Dasha outlined the rules of the DACT exercise, then closed with the teams.

“Arne and Raphaëlle piloting the Sukhoi Su-30SM are in the Red Air aggressor-training role, simulating a Russian threat, against Éliane and Callum in the Mirage 2000-B and Pernilla and Lyana in a Gripen JAS 39F defending as Blue Air. However, Blue Air is flying with a normal weapons loadout for training purposes in peacetime mode.”

“For those unaware of how this DACT is judged,” said Colonel Jason Ayers, “I’ll explain. All three aircraft have ACMI pods and instruments for Air Combat Manoeuvring Instrumentation monitoring, which tracks, records, and analyses aircraft data during air combat training. Additional instruments are installed on Sierra to assist the referees.”

Then Dasha radioed the three jets. “Blue Air take up a defensive position. Red Air, prepare to attack in 30 seconds.”

Sukhoi Su-30SM – Russia – Air Force: https://www.airliners.net/photo/Russia-Air-Force/Sukhoi-Su-30SM/4410983/L?qsp=eJyrVkrOzytJrSgJqSxIVbJSSsxJKs1V0lEqSCxKzC1WsqqGiHimKFlZWpga19YCALELEK4%3D

Arne immediately put the Flanker into a steep climb, although warned by Raphaëlle that the Mirage climbed faster.

“But her ceiling is not as good,” she added.

However, after 30 seconds, Group Captain Callum McNeilly fired three of the French jet’s MBDA MICA missiles, and Captain Lyana Rudenko launched two AIM-132 ASRAAM missiles from the Swedish plane. Both Blue defenders then anticipated Red’s missile response, so they dived towards the ground, each followed by three Vympel R-73 short-range IR-homing air-to-air missiles. The defending jets evaded the six Vympels by flying close to the ground and past the wrecked tanks littering the range, so the missiles impacted on these decoy targets.

Meanwhile, Arne was taking evasive action using the Sukhoi’s steerable thrusters for super-maneuvrability, while Raphaëlle activated the two SAP-518 jamming pods on the wingtips, blocking the five incoming missiles’ guidance. He then put the Flanker into a dive towards the Gripen F, the somewhat slower of the Blue jets. As soon as he closed on the familiar target, Kapten Pernilla Eklund reacted using the jet’s canard and delta wing configuration to weave an agile trajectory around them.

“Raphaëlle, watch out for the Mirage attacking from behind. That Gripen is designed to assist other jets’ attacks… and to jam us.”

“When the Mirage closes, I’ll launch missiles while you perform a cobra manoeuvre. Éliane might not expect that.”

 Dasha and Nadia recognised the move, having employed it in Kursk. However, remembering Dasha’s escape account, Capitaine Éliane Nowicki expected it as well and used the Mirage’s delta wing to make a tight turn and pull behind the Sukhoi again. As the pursuing missiles closed on the Mirage, Éliane used the French jet’s superior speed to dive past the Flanker so closely that the missiles switched target.

Dassault Mirage 2000B – France – Air Force: https://www.airliners.net/photo/France-Air-Force/Dassault-Mirage-2000B/894603/L

Arne made another manoeuvre and broke their own missiles’ infrared homing lock. Then he climbed away from the Blue jets and broadcast a message to everyone while circling the range.

“Flying this Sukhoi Su-30SM during this exercise has made me aware of many of its capabilities. There’s no sense in continuing, but what do others feel?”

Nobody disagreed with terminating the DACT exercise, but Lyana suggested it was worth their chief maintainers inspecting the Flanker, in part to identify vulnerabilities.

“The immediate weakness that I noted at Khalino,” said Dasha, “Was spare parts dependence, especially for the French-produced Thales holographic Head-Up Display 3022 system. I learnt that excessive flight hours and cost-cutting maintenance undermine the jets’ reliability.”

“Our maintainers could identify which systems are at risk,” said Éliane.

“I also propose another test,” said Arne. “By all accounts, the Russians launch their attacks in their secure airspace, using beyond-visual-range missiles. These can be launched from ranges around 40 kilometres or beyond. So, we need to test how effectively the Mirage-2000-5F and Gripen E can detect those missiles.”

“Excellent suggestion, Arne, but return to base first,” said Colonel Alfhild Falkborg. “We’ll need to make arrangements to run such long-range tests with the Polish Air Force. However, given our contacts, permission is sure to be granted.”

*

Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Agnieszka welcomed the Night Witches and their friends to the Zvenigora, then led them to their usual tables.

“Fortunately, my niece, Mariyka, warned us to expect extra guests this evening. It’s also good to see some familiar visitors, although you don’t come often enough… from Sweden.”

Alfhild smiled, apologised, and then introduced Arne.

“And you know Major Ottillia Elmersson and Kapten Pernilla Eklund. I suspect everyone else has been here more recently.”

As there were so many in the group, they were shown to two long tables and given the day’s menu. Dasha and Nadia ensured that those who needed to discuss the Sukhoi Su-30SM confidentially sat together. The others were seated to shield that conversation from other tables.

 “It was impressive how quickly your UAF officials managed to obtain permission from Poland for this afternoon’s radar test,” said Arne. “I felt the tests were conclusive, since the radars in both the Mirage 2000-5Fs and the Gripen Es detected every long-range missile launched by the Sukhoi Su-30SM. What did you all think?”

There was general agreement, although Alfhild made an observation.

“The squadron’s eight Gripen Cs were all intended to be decommissioned until some of us in the Swedish Air Force intervened and proposed they be supplied to Ukraine.” Ottillia and Pernilla smiled knowingly. “Therefore, their radars might need to be upgraded. I’m sure Saab will assist with that, especially as the Gripen was designed to integrate newly developed equipment as technology advances.”  

“Until that happens,” said Ottillia. “Their existing radar will still detect incoming missiles launched at a considerable distance, certainly from just inside Russia, where Russian pilots feel safe.”

Arne nodded in agreement and then spoke.

“The Sukhoi Su-30SM may be the best Russian 4+ generation fighter jet you are facing in this war, but it isn’t invulnerable, as today’s exercises have demonstrated. We’ve identified its weaknesses, especially against some NATO fighters. A few have been shot down, although it still presents a formidable foe.”

He paused as food orders were taken. A short while later, he continued.

“We are now in a position to develop invaluable strategies for pilots who face this Flanker-H. On closer technical examination, we should be able to identify the most vulnerable areas.”

“Useful for ground forces, too,” said Master Engineer Anatol Krakarth. “A well-directed drone could do considerable damage. However, is this Sukhoi Su-30SM vulnerable when parts wear out?”

“I mentioned that to Kalyna and Vasy earlier,” said Alfhild. “They mentioned UAF had some suitable Sukhoi spare parts that were on a helicopter a defecting Russian pilot landed in Ukraine.”

“I remember that incident,” said Adriana. “Any specifically for a Flanker won’t have been used on  our Su-27s… hopefully.”

“And where the parts are identical, they should be available from UAF stores,”  said Dasha. “Thinking back to when this Sukhoi Su-30SM was spotted in Eastern Ukraine, the similarity to the Su-27 makes it easier to explain its existence.”

“Crafty. Another defection,” suggested Nadia, just as their food arrived.

Serious conversation gave way to casual chatter and eating pleasure. For a while, it was a chance for couples to reunite and for new relationships to develop. Brajan Rudawski was overjoyed that Nadia had escaped from Russia, while Igor Dubicki could finally relax with Aleks. After brief encounters tied to military priorities, Callum and Aline were moving beyond winks and brushed hands.

Until the Sukhoi Su-30SM interrupted the evening again.

“We need to address the long term,” said Jason, slowly ending his whispered chat with Lyana. “Plans to make a better version in Ukraine. Is that realistic? We began discussing that at Myrhorod Air Base… although most of you weren’t there.”  

“Exactly,” said Callum. “Basically, the idea was that Ukraine’s most trusted squadron commanders and technical advisors, with their staunchest allies, should discuss developing a superior version of the Sukhoi Su-30SM over the next few years.”

“However, although Ukraine has a first-rate aviation tradition,” replied Alfhild. “Even partnering with Saab, we’re talking about a major development programme costing billions of Euros, except rebuilding the country is the priority after winning the war. Furthermore, all the major countries are now involved in developing a sixth-generation fighter.”

“I’d agree,” said Raphaëlle. “Dassault Aviation is already the prime contractor for the New Generation Fighter, with Airbus as the main partner, and then companies from other countries, such as France, Germany, and Spain, are involved.”

“Saab is already developing several sixth-generation technologies for the Gripen,” added Arne. “Although the Sukhoi Su-30SM is not Russia’s most advanced jet, they are reluctant to use so many of their superior Su-57S in combat, I believe. I feel Ukraine’s best approach is to press Sweden and Saab for more Gripen Es, even Fs.”

A close up view on Saab Gripen E “6002” of the Swedish Air Force. (Image credit: Saab)

All the Witches nodded as dessert brought more off-topic time. However, Adriana needed to address training priorities once coffee arrived… and before too much alcohol flowed

“As we attract ‘new’ Ukrainian pilots, we will need more jets and I feel, as many do, that Gripens are our future. If it wasn’t for the squadron’s personal contacts,” Adriana smiled at the Swedish and French contingent before continuing, “The Night Witches would be stuck flying just MiG-29s.  Any chance of Saab reconsidering a plant in Ukraine again…or to avoid Russian attacks, in Poland?”

“That’s an aim your Swedish advocates keep pushing,” said Alfhild, and her compatriots nodded. “Poland might be an easier location to promote while Ukraine suffers almost nightly air raids. However, it would take time for any Gripens to be produced. Until then, obtaining more Cs intended for decommissioning would be the immediate solution… and persuading all the UAF top officers that one squadron is ready for alternatives to the F-16.”

“When our Mirages are authorised for combat from Ukraine, there is another option,” said Éliane. “They could do back-to-back missions with two pilots as quickly as the maintainers could turn them around.”

“The same could work with the Gripen Cs,” said Pernilla. “We should be able to train more pilots. We need to ensure the increased flight hours mean extra attention from the ground crews, so you always know you’re flying a reliable aircraft.”

“My students are taught to avoid cannibalising craft except when they’re wrecks,” added Anatol. “So, I’m glad some of our best graduates are serving with you, Night Witches.”

“All our maintainers here,” said Lyana, indicating those on the second table. “They’re already sharing their specific expertise on Mirages and Hornets, while learning about the Sukhoi. Then some of the Chayka Field maintenance team… including Anatol’s graduates – are sharing skills on Gripens with anyone needing to learn.”

“Useful strategy,” said Anatol. “As long as every mechanic focuses on their specialist area, and each craft is serviced by a complete chief-led team. Gripens, I know, only need one highly experienced technician and five conscripts per craft, although I presume a skilled team can achieve a faster turnaround.”

“That’s one of the Gripen’s selling points, along with its ability to operate from austere conditions”, said Alfhild. “But I can also see the F-16 has a numerical advantage with so many countries using it. Although Saab has ensured that Gripens can be modified according to a buyer’s requirements. Hence, countries as different as Thailand, South Africa, and Hungary have acquired them.”

“That must mean pilots are not having to learn Swedish to fly a Gripen,” said Adriana. “Like ours requiring a grasp of English… a task all of the Night Witches seem to have embraced.”

“No doubt inspired by our tri-lingual majors,” added Nadia. “Speaking two Ukrainian dialects, English, and Québécois. I guess many of us speak two or three.”

“If not, this University has a Foreign Language centre,” said Anatol. “They’ve helped me perfect my English.”  

**

Monday, September 30th  – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Dasha and Nadia knew Kalyna and Vasy Chayka had set up this interview with the Canadian podcast that supported Ukraine and the Night Witches.

‘Kearney Encounter with Clodagh and Darina’ had completed its trip to the front line, bringing aid to forces and groups struggling against the Russian invaders. Having witnessed the Sukhoi Su-30SM cross into Ukraine from Kursk, Clodagh & Darina Kearney were keen to talk to the two pilots.

However, this would be the ideal opportunity to create a deception around the Sukhoi Su-30SM.

The Kearneys had set up their podcast at the back of the briefing room, where they had hung their Ukrainian flag and the Air Force flag with the Night Witches Zharptytsia insignia in between them.

Clodagh and Darina welcomed the two pilots to the podcast and then introduced them to the live online audience.

“Our audience has been waiting for almost a week to learn about your escape from Russia, Nadia,” asked Clodagh. “We hear you were imprisoned in the notorious Malaya Loknya Women’s Prison from mid-August. Apologies if that brings back horrific memories. You don’t need to answer that.”

As Dasha squeezed her hand, Nadia answered.

“It was traumatic, but I need to let people know what the Russians will do to win.”

She related how she was betrayed and captured, how she was tortured but escaped. Then she continued with the infiltration of Khalino Air Base, aided by Dasha’s scheming.

“Under the cover of multiple drone attacks, we stole a Sukhoi Su-27 and escaped towards Ukraine, followed by Russian fighter jets, but as we passed Sudzha, Ukrainian defenders, learning our identity, shot the pursuers down. We then crossed the border safely.”

Russian Air Force Sukhoi Su-27 in a Grey: https://aircraftwallpapernews.blogspot.com/2017/10/russian-air-force-sukhoi-su-27-in-grey.html

“Sorry to interrupt,” said Darina. “Our followers believe you were flying a Sukhoi Su-30SM, not a Su-27. Are we all mistaken?”

“Easily done,” replied Dasha. “Those two Sukhoi models are similar, since the Su-30SM was developed from the Su-27. When I worked at Khalino – undercover – many of the parts were the same for both models and interchangeable. In flight, the Sukhoi Su-27 looks like a Su-30SM, so much so that the UAF base where we landed was confused.”

“We wished we had stolen a Sukhoi Su-30SM fighter,” said Nadia. “Such a theft would have shaken Russian security and given us a fighter worth studying. However, there are more modern designs that NATO would like to analyse in depth.”

The sisters nodded and changed the topic.

“Some of the UAF squadrons are flying F-16s, but the Night Witches are training on other NATO jets. Does this mean we’ll see the squadron fighting in different NATO craft?” asked Clodagh. “If so, which ones?”

Dasha and Nadia outlined what they were authorised to say about the training and future aims of the squadron, both the jets and the helicopters. When the sisters seemed satisfied, they thanked them and ended the podcast.

“We know you were restricted in what you could say,” said Darina. “We’re grateful on behalf of our followers. However, we realise why you had to claim you hadn’t stolen a Sukhoi Su-30SM. It’s quite a prize, one that the Russians can’t admit was taken. We won’t let on either, as there have to be reasons. Trust us as staunch supporters of the Night Witches.”

**

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Freedom Flights: Episode 32 – Trust is a Mirage

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Episode 32 of Freedom Flights begins a new chapter for the Night Witches and picks up on the MIA story in Kursk. But there is more to come in Episode 33.

Until a just peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons like F-16s continue to reach the frontlines and in time to change their fortunes in preparing for the just peace that must come.

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

Episode 32 – Trust is a Mirage

2024

(Photo André BOUR – HELICOPASSION)
NH90 TTH Caïman helicopter in the colors of the French ALAT (Light Aviation of the Army)

Thursday, September 5th – Squadron Command Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

Lieutenant Aline Bonheur remained in the Command Centre after all the participants in the Medevac meeting had left, leaving her to talk with the Chayka Majors.

“Did Maksym Bondarenko give any more clues to this special overseas group who flew into Dęblin?”

“Not really,” said Kalyna. “The message was coded, implying confidentiality. You know as much as we do. Unless you and Nadia contacted anyone before you flew into Kursk? Could it be a Zoo Sécurité group?”

“I can think of a few organisations back in France-“ She paused considering another possibility. “If it’s a Swedish group like Saab, they’d have asked for someone like Adriana Pavlenko. It must be French. I plan to take the NH90 Caïman, so there’s space to bring a few people back.”

“Good idea,” said Vasy. “Adriana Pavlenko will be going to Dęblin with the next Gripen E training group, so if Saab is there, you can both talk to them.”

Aline nodded, feeling reassured.

“I’ll leave within the hour once Aleks and Cecilija are ready.”

*

Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

As Aline eased the NH90 Caïman down to a gentle landing assisted by Aleks, there was no obvious sign of visitors.

After Adriana Pavlenko landed with Lieutenant Ganna Kohut, Lieutenant Katia Antonov, and Sergeant Albina Zyma, Aline contacted the Control Tower.

“Sierra to Tower. We’re meant to be meeting an overseas group who recently flew in. Have you had any visitors looking for the Night Witches in the last few days? Over.”

The Gripen E is among three fighter jets contending to replace the Royal Canadian Air Force fleet of CF-188 Hornets. Saab Photo

“Tower to Sierra. The Swedish Gripen E trainers arrived yesterday to install Saab’s Gripen Mission Trainer simulator, which we believe is for your pilots and our cadets. Your recently landed Gripen C flight is meeting the instructors as usual. Over.”

“Sierra to Tower. The flight leader was expecting to meet them. Great news about the simulator. How many other foreign delegates are still here, perhaps awaiting us? Over.”

“Tower to Sierra. Two. A Canadian C-130 Hercules registered to Chayka Air landed this morning at 1008 and offloaded a convoy of vehicles, but we believe your Squadron leaders are now expecting them. The convoy’s leader may be found in your old offices. The other arrival was a French Dassault Mirage 2000s flight currently exercising on our range. Their commanding officer is also in the offices. Over.”

“Sierra to Tower. Many thanks for that invaluable rundown. Our meeting must be in the offices. Over and out.”

Everything was beginning to make sense to Aline as she disembarked with Aleks and Cecilija.

“Are we meeting the Canadians or the French?” asked Aleks. “And how is Nadia involved?”

“Indirectly, Nadia and I invited the French before we flew to Kursk. It all started when French President Emmanuel Macron announced on June 6th that Mirage 2000s would be sent to Ukraine. We just pulled a few strings to get a flight for the Night Wings, not knowing that would happen.”

“And the Canadians?” asked Cecilija.

“A timely coincidence, no doubt, by Chayka Air.”

*

In the office overlooking the Dęblin Airbase, a mixed group was pleased to see the Night Witches.

“I’m Lieutenant Aline Bonheur, and these are my crew sisters, Kapitan Aleks Górski and Lieutenant Cecilija Lusk. I’m afraid my original co-pilot, Kapitan Nadia Lysenko, whom some of you thought would be here, is sadly MIA in Russia. However, Aleks is her best friend and co-pilot in their Eurocopter Tiger. Please introduce yourselves.”

Another uniformed redhead who could have been Aline’s twin stepped forward, and they saluted each other.

 “I’m Commandant Raphaëlle Balode of L’Armée de l’Air et de l’Espace, the French Air and Space Force. My six colleagues and I flew from Luxeuil—Saint-Sauveur Air Base in the Franche-Comté region of France in six Dassault Mirage 2000s. Five were Mirage 2000-5Fs, and one was a two-seater Mirage 2000B trainer.”           

A Qatar Air Force Dassault Mirage 2000-5 participating in Odyssey Dawn: U.S. Navy Photo by Paul Farley

“Escadron de Chasse 1/2 Cigognes, I see the storks are migrating north,” said Aline, echoing the squadron’s WW1 origin. “Did our message to Capitaine Éliane Nowicki inspire you to help us?”

Raphaëlle smiled and then kissed Aline on both cheeks.

“Éliane encouraged the squadron to help Ukraine since our President said France could. All seven of us, including her, are committed to the fight, having blood ties to Eastern Europe. We are ready to join your Night Witches whenever other Ukrainian pilots have finished training on Mirage 2000-5Fs in France. Meanwhile, we can train any of your squadron on our Mirage 2000s and hopefully obtain more jets.”

Another uniformed woman stepped forward, saluting.

“Sorry to interrupt. I’m Captain Lyana Rudenko. Chayka Air recruited my four friends and me after leaving the RCAF. We are all French Canadians with ties to Ukraine or its neighbours, so we would like to train to fly Mirage 2000-5Fs and fight  as Night Witches.”

“If Raphaëlle agrees with the training,” replied Aline. The French officer gestured her agreement. “Did you arrive with the convoy? Can anyone give us details?”

“We all flew together from Chayka Air. The convoy was the initiative of Clodagh and Darina Kearney at the desk over there. I’m sure they’ll come over when they’ve finished their logistics checks.”

Aline studied the sisters, who were identical even in dress, which could pose a challenge

Meanwhile, Raphaëlle was talking to Lyana.

“We look forward to seeing you fly. Presumably, you speak Quebecois and English. What about Ukrainian?”

 “We speak all three but less Ukrainian, although Chayka Air runs courses in the language as its founders were Ukrainian. As for flying, there are twelve CF-18A Hornets here, the jets we flew in the RCAF. How would your Mirages fare against our Hornets, Commandant?”

Everyone laughed, and Aleks said, “That would be an interesting match-up. In the Polish Air Force, I flew an F-16 and saw other NATO jets in action on exercises.”

“If you don’t need to return to base today, we could arrange that for 0900 tomorrow,” said Raphaëlle. “Let’s stick to first names, please.”

Aline looked at Aleks and Cecilija, and both then grinned.

“If there’s no Russian action requiring our response,” said Aline. “I’ll check with base shortly. If Ruby Flight wasn’t on night patrol, I’d suggest the winners take on our Gripen Cs. ”

“Interesting suggestion,” said Lyana. “we’ll also have to have our chief mechanic, Warrant Officer Adrienne Laine, talk with the University’s mechanics to ascertain the five best Hornets they’re maintaining for the Witches. Are any of your mechanics here, Raphaëlle?”  

CASA / Airtech CN235M-200 French Air Force / Armee de l Air: Photographer: Karsten Palt, flugzeuginfo.net, Germany

“All the essential maintenance equipment and five mechanics arrived with us in a CASA CN-235 tactical airlifter. We were hoping to train five more. Our chief, Adjudant Léana Melnik, should talk to yours, and afterwards, they can liaise with the University together.”

“Makes sense,” replied Lyana. “A suggestion. They have simulators here, and I’m sure there are programs emulating both Hornets and Mirages. While our four mechanics prepare our jets for tomorrow morning, we can hone and compare our skills… on both airframes. Simulator Training is always invaluable.”

“Round One, which allows Aline to make her arrangements. Agreed, Lieutenant Bonheur?”

**

Squadron Command Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

Kalyna and Vasy Chayka had expected a full report from Aline. But not what it contained.

“We received a message from Aliona back in Canada, although the Kearney sisters have yet to confirm their itinerary. Given its content, please tell them it might be safer not to send it. Bring the details when you return,” said Vasy. “The arrival of Mirages and new pilots is a surprise, even though we might have to wait until other squadrons have them. Kalyna asks if this is something you and Nadia engineered?”

“Nadia and I spoke to a mutual friend from our academy days, who is in the Mirage squadron that sent us these seven volunteers, including her. They will train the new Chayka Air recruits who arrived with the convoy. We will talk to the Kearneys next and obtain their itinerary. However, are we needed back tonight, or are enough crew available if the squadron is scrambled?”

The cousins checked the duty roster before Kalyna replied.

“We’re covered. Are Ruby Flight returning or able to scramble from there? I suspect you’re planning something.”

“The Canadians are facing the French at 0900 tomorrow, Hornets versus Mirages in Dissimilar Air Combat Training. And Gripens take on the winners… if they are available. I suspect the French Mirages will be the offensive threat or red air, with the Hornets as defenders or blue air. The rules will be restrictive to avoid accidents.”

“Ensure they are,” said Vasy. “We can’t afford any losses, although air combat training is vital. Tell Adriana to have Red Flight ready to scramble… their ground crew, which must include any Swedes there, must ensure their Gripens are already prepped for live combat against Russian attacks. Let’s all pray it’s another quiet 24 hours.”

**

Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko and Ruby Flight had agreed to stay for the morning’s DACT exercise and be ready to scramble if necessary.

“If we’re scrambled tonight, will we be expected back here tomorrow?” asked Lieutenant Ganna Kohut.

Adriana replied after Aline gestured at them all.

“It depends on how hectic the night is. However, it would be interesting and invaluable for us. Any thoughts?”

“Looking at our potential opponents,” said Sergeant Albina Zyma. “We have a chance to outfly and outmanoeuvre both. Haven’t we?”

They all agreed they had, and Lieutenant Katia Antonov added,

“Our jets are the more modern, even if we aren’t using Es. We’ve all flown Hornets, so let’s hope they beat the Mirages.”

Aline chuckled.

“On that prediction, I’ll leave you to your meal and strategising.”

She walked back through the restaurant to where Clodagh and Darina Kearney sat with some of their convoy team.

“Evening, everyone. Have you finalised your itinerary? Is Chayka Field still your first stop?”

A general agreement left her wondering how to inform the base.

“Don’t worry,” said Clodagh. “We don’t intend to miss Chayka’s finest beat the French. Also, we know the border crossing won’t be fast, so you’ll get home first.”

“We intend to do our first podcast in Ukraine from there,” said Darina. “Yes, we’ve been told by Aliona Sokol not to reveal its location since it is a secret base hidden from enemy surveillance.”

“I believe you can hide your podcast’s immediate IP address by using a VPN outside Ukraine,” said Aline. ‘Will you do that from other locations you plan to visit?”

“Yes, since we must ensure the enemy doesn’t know where we are,” said Clodagh. “Especially when we deliver aid to frontline units.”

There was agreement all around the table.

“We’re carrying essential supplies to those guys,” said one of the team. “Our supporters from numerous countries but mainly Canada, thanks to Chayka Air’s PR, not only encourage our work with these specific brigades but also raise funds for humanitarian groups.”

“Looking towards the future is essential,” said Darina. “Once victory and the just peace are reached, Ukraine must be rebuilt, and those NGOs will be part of that reconstruction. Whenever Clodagh and I do a podcast, we try to cover the human side of the ongoing conflict and the massive restoration required beyond the war. Some of that is already happening with the invaluable work to heal both the physical and psychological wounds of combat personnel and civilians. When needed we fundraise during live podcasts.”

Clodagh handed Aline a USB drive.

“That contains a detailed itinerary and all the necessary information on who we have deliveries for, not just brigades but also medical facilities and NGOs. I’ve included all the contact details needed to remain in touch with us. Aliona gave me the means to encode the file so only one of your code talkers can decipher it.”

“Clever. I’m sure many at Chayka Field will follow your journey online with interest,” Aline replied. “I know colleagues who have subscribed to your site since you started supporting Ukraine… and Chayka Air. Those people who only look at the news from the comfort of their homes struggle to comprehend the full extent of this war, from the causes to the scale.”

She paused, letting everyone voice their agreement. Then she continued, “I didn’t understand fully, even though I’d been in conflicts while serving France. Until you live it, the magnitude alone is hard to comprehend with a thousand-kilometre frontline involving multiple trenches… this is non-stop, massive  and bloody warfare where drones are dominant.”

“It’s a tragic war, too,” said Clodagh. Every time we visit Ukraine, we all pray the next time will be when there’s peace to rebuild the country and its brave people. Sadly, some days, I feel I’m feeding it by supplying, for instance, drones, yet if the enemy continues to invade, the heroic soldiers need them and much more. Please tell your sisters we trust them. Slava Ukraini!”

“Heroiam slava!”

Aline left the Kearney sisters and their crew, saying she would see them at the Chayka Field base if not before.

Before Aline reached her crew, Adriana shouted from the door to the restaurant through which Ruby Flight was leaving.

“We’ve been scrambled. Another Russian air raid has been launched. We intend to be back tomorrow primed for another victory.”

Before Aline could wish the Flight luck, Adriana had gone. So, she mouthed a quiet prayer for them instead. Then she searched for Aleks and Cecilija.

Her friends were sitting at the farthest table, which meant negotiating her way past groups of pilots sharing their thoughts on the next day’s exercise. This was like her crewmates, who were learning what the Chayka pilots thought of the rival jets and which ones they’d face.

A Canadian CF-18A Hornet from the 409th Squadron at Cold Lake, Alberta (Canada), launches a laser-guided bomb at Eglin Air Force Base, Florida (USA), on 5 December 2006. U.S. Air Force photo by Lt. Col. Tim Pfeifer

“It’s clear our Hornets have an age advantage over the Mirage 2000-5Fs,” said Captain Lyana Rudenko. “The Mirages could be less manoeuvrable, despite their speed.”

“However, when we win, we face the Gripen Cs,” said Lieutenant Célia Lázár. “They’ll be a tougher challenge as we believe.”

“But will they return,” asked Lieutenant Tatiana Ojala. “I noticed them leaving. Were they scrambled?”

“Yes. For another Russian air raid,” replied Aline. “However, they sounded keen to get back… after practising by shooting down enemy missiles and drones.”

“Nothing like real targets to set them up for us,”  said Sergeant Joëlle Vanaga. “If they’re not half-asleep.”

“Once we’ve won against the Mirages, that will be our practice run,” replied Sergeant  Adélie Levchenko. “Haven’t we had more flight hours in our jets?”

Aline and her crew chuckled.

“You’re forgetting their combat experience in Ukraine, not all in Gripens, as they had to switch to MiG-29s,” said Aline. “Their leader, Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko, also knows some of the flight flew Hornets and understand their capabilities—”

“And any vulnerabilities,” added Aleks. “I only flew an F-16 in the Polish Air Force, and I believe Adriana trained on them at Chayka Air and probably on Hornets.”

“Seems Night Witches have to be incredibly versatile,” said Lyana. “ Since the RCAF decided not to acquire Gripen Es & Fs, I’ve always wanted to fly one. What dream preferences do you have, fledgling, sister Witches?”

“Rafale rather than a Mirage,” said Tatiana. “Although a Mirage 2000-5F is a step in that direction.”

“F-35,” said Célia. “Since leaving the RCAF meant missing the chance to fly one.”

“Gripen E,” said Adélie. ”The Cs might lose to us, but Canada made the wrong choice,”  

“I may have ended up as a fighter pilot,” said Joëlle. “But I dream of flying an attack helicopter.”

Aleks chuckled, and everyone joined in.

“They may be laughing at you, but this helicopter crew isn’t. We know the Tiger attack bird I co-piloted is crewless. One day soon, Joëlle, I’ll show you how she handles.”

As they started discussing different planes, from MiG-29s to Raptors, Warrant Officer Adrienne Laine joined them with her three maintainer colleagues.

“Our hornets are all set for tomorrow, although we’ll run more checks before you fly-ladies wake.“ Winks all around. “It’s been a hectic but interesting evening. All the grease monkeys were comparing our work on different jets… Hornets, Mirages 2000-5Fs and Gripen Cs to Fs. Even Mig-29s. This squadron must have the most incredibly versatile maintenance team ever.”

**

MP-443 Grach – Image Credit: Wikipedia. https://www.survivalworld.com/outdoors/11-russian-handguns-that-put-american-handguns-to-shame/

Friday, September 6th – Rylsk, Kursk Oblast, Russia

The drone chased the Russian officer down the Rylsk side street. He cowered, covering his face.

A single bullet crippled the aerial spy, and the wreck plummeted down beside the shivering man.

Dasha Isakova tucked her MP-443 Grach out of sight and ran to the man, who hadn’t noticed why the drone had crashed.

Helping him up, she asked if he was okay in Russian.

“Perfectly. I was about to shoot that infernal Ukrainian machine when it malfunctioned. I couldn’t have it chasing defenceless young women like you. I’m Lieutenant Dimitri Bogomolov, responsible for city security.”

Dasha knew to be respectful to Dimitri, given all she’d gleaned about him. This two-faced liar could know where Nadia was.

“Pleased to meet you, Lieutenant. Your reputation precedes you.  Anzhelina Isakova at your service, sir.”

He smiled and then looked hard at her.

“Where do you live in Rylsk? Maybe I can escort you home… in case there are more killer drones.”

Dasha knew she could confuse this man, and half-truths were the way to build trust.

“At 92 Ulitsa Lenina. But I’ve just moved to Rylsk from Saint Petersburg, so I’m still getting settled.”

“Aah, I thought your accent was familiar. Strange moving here from such a beautiful city. What brought you here? It’s getting dangerous with the diabolical Ukrainians launching missiles at us every day.”

Dasha resisted laughing at his gullibility.

“A dear friend from University, Elvira, was killed in one of those terrible attacks, so I’m staying with her grieving mother.”

A military vehicle drew up, and a soldier stepped out and saluted Dimitri.

“Get in, Anzhelina, and my driver will take us to your friend’s home.” He paused and then told the soldier where to drive.

“What did you both study, Anzhelina? Where do you work?”

“We studied ‘Information Systems and Technologies’. Elvira worked at the Khalino Air Base, but I’ve yet to find anything.” Dasha paused as they drew up outside the sympathiser’s home where she was staying.

”This is the house. Do you want to come in? My friend’s mother will appreciate you bringing me home.”

“Of course, with pleasure, Anzhelina. Incidentally, I’d like to offer you a job assisting me… if you are willing to provide formal references. It may not use all your skills, but with my help, we might get you interviewed for your friend’s job at the Khalino Air Base.”

*

Once Dimitri Bogomolov had cross-questioned Elvira’s mother about her daughter, unaware they were Ukrainian sympathisers, he asked Dasha back to his office for an interview.

The room was stark and cold, with one guard and a receptionist on duty. Portraits of Putin in the reception and his office indicated his allegiance. Dimitri handed Dasha a two-page form to complete.

“These are merely a formality now I’ve talked with you. I trust the FSB won’t find anything embarrassing. I’m sure you were a model student and are an upright Russian Federation citizen?”

Dasha was confident her cover identity would withstand any scrutiny by the Federal Security Service. She knew Zoo Sécurité had created every conceivable detail, and she had memorised everything.

As she completed the forms, she noticed Dimitri was watching with glee a news broadcast showing murdered Ukrainian prisoners, most in uniform but some naked and female. She held her breath as the camera panned across one naked woman.

For a sickening moment, she thought it was Nadia until it zoomed in on a tattoo that couldn’t be Nadia’s.

“The Ukrainians will call us ‘cowardly murderers’ for that,” said Dimitri. “They were ready to do that to us. We had to kill them first… before we abandoned Sudzha. The useful ones we took for further interrogation. Security demands sacrifices.”

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Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!

Freedom Flights: Episode 25 – Irreversible Path – Part 5

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This is the final part of Episode 25 of Freedom Flights. This part concludes events in early July when various key incidents occurred in Europe and the USA. As foreshadowed in the last scene of  Episode 24, the monthly movie night closes the episode.

Episode 26 will attempt to cover events from August up to early September without resorting to multiple parts. However, the Kursk incursion doesn’t directly involve the Night Witches… or something that happens here will.

Until a just peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons like F-16s continue to reach the frontlines and in time to change their fortunes.

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

Episode 25 – Irreversible Path

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PART 5 – Versatile Deception

Saturday, July 13th – Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

071211-N-9623R-006 .FORT HUNTER LIGGETT, Calif. (Dec. 11, 2007) Seabees from Naval Mobile Construction Battalion (NMCB) 17 assist in loading fellow Seabees into a Blackhawk medical evacuation helicopter during a mass casualty drill. NMCB-17 and other units are taking part in joint three-week field exercise known as “Operation Bearing Duel.” U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 2nd Class Kenneth W. Robinson (Released)

It was dark when Captain Henrika Visser landed the Black Hawk at Chayka Field with the assistance of Lieutenant Beitris Berengar. On the trip from Lviv, they had all felt dejected having left Olha Tkachuk awaiting an arm amputation. Her flight leader, Adriana Pavlenko, had insisted on staying by her side as long as she was allowed.

However, the Night Owl medics Zyta Sadowska and Alicja Dubicka flew back in the helicopter, along with Estera Sówka. Sable Flight had escorted them back safely, landing between the farmers’ fields before being marshalled to their safe stands in the woodland. There they noticed some unexpected Sukhoi Su-24s, perhaps the unexpected visitors.

The darkness hid Estera’s fear from the other Owls. She had understood when Adriana wanted to be with Olha, but now she would be alone telling Anhelina Tkachuk about her cousin. Her heart thumped harder than ever. Hopefully, the right opportunity will arise.

Crew and medics led the way inside beyond the deceptively rusty doors, through which the ground crew moved the Black Hawk.

Kalyna and Vasy welcomed everyone and having left Henrika and her flight crew to discuss technical operations with their maintenance team, led the medics off for a debrief in the Command Centre.

“The incident at Myrhorod Air Base sounded medically traumatic,” said Kalyna. “It’s always tough when our own are killed or severely wounded. This was the second flight to be decimated like this. First Sable was wiped out leaving Maryna Sobol and Katia Antonov to recover. Now Adriana Pavlenko sees Blue Flight almost destroyed and must be afraid Olha Tkachuk may never fly again.”

“Which is where I can help,” said Estera. “First, by telling Olha’s cousin Anhelina Tkachuk what’s happened. Then by persuading her to encourage Olha not to give up flying.”

“Talk to Polina Moroz,” said Vasy. “She’s flying a helicopter again despite having a prosthetic leg. Like Polina was, Olha should be sent to Superhumans for her prosthetic arm.”

Zyta whispered a reminder to her fellow medic, Alicja, who then said,

“After being at Myrhorod Air Base, we discussed how we needed similar if not better medical facilities here.”

“Over the last few days,” added Henrika at the door. “It’s felt like we’ve been operating a MEDEVAC service with the Black Hawk. Maybe we should offer that regularly as we have  the trained medics.”

“One problem,” said Estera. “We were dependent on Polish doctors while at Dęblin. We need one of our own. I have an idea if I have permission.”

Everyone agreed and they all left the Command Centre.

“Time to eat as long as the canteen is still serving hot food at 2300,” said Henrika. “Aren’t we coming off overtime?”

The canteen was crowded and Estera said she’d better find Anhelina and maybe Polina.

A group of male pilots were holding court near the bar.

“It’s a shame you ladies didn’t qualify to fly F-16s,” said the black-haired pilot at the centre of the fuss. “Instead, my squadron will fly some of Ukraine’s first F-16s in a few weeks. First, we need our Sukhoi Su-24s”

He grinned and slicked back his oiled hair.

“It’s a shame you ignored the warnings about our short runway,” said Mariyka Shevchuk. “Now our main runway is blocked by two of your Sukhoi Su-24s… and you expect me and my engineers to deal with them. What do you think Commanders?”

Vasy approached the cocky pilot.

“Last time I met you, Kapitan Andriy Oliynyk, you and your 41st Tactical Aviation Brigade colleagues were seducing the F-16 trainers. A pity you didn’t learn any manners before you came here.”

“You might also have discovered what happened at your base today,” added Kalyna. “While you were obstructing our runway, the Russians sent some ORLAN 10 drones to recce Kalyniv—”

“So, they bombed it, and we’re stuck here?” guessed Andriy.

“Fortunately, no. Our spotters called in one of our Tigers which neutralized them. So, you can all leave in the morning.”

He glanced at his flight who nodded.

“Tomas will lead our survivors back to Kalyniv. But Fedir and I must stay until your engineers have repaired—”

“No, you will be flown back in the helicopter collecting our spotters.”

Polina Moroz winked and stepped forward. “Permission to fly to Kalyniv, commanders.”

She made a point of revealing her prosthetic leg as she moved, shocking Andriy.

“I won’t fly with her. Isn’t there another?”

“Possibly. But Polina not only flew the Tiger that saved Kalyniv, but she’s an ace goal scorer.”

**

Saab 340 AEWC, Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Saab 340B AEW&C: https://www.gladiusds.com/modern-military-aircraft/aircraft/c4istar/saab-340-aewc/

Marusya Dudziarz and Tayanita Brave Beaver thanked the crew of the Saab 340 AEWC for an instructive flight before disembarking.

Colonel Alfhild Falkborg followed them outside and upstairs to the old Night Witches office. Inside at a paper-strewn table, Maksym Bondarenko and Aenoheso Little Hawk were still working with another Ukrainian officer.

“Your code is brilliant, Aenoheso,” said the officer. “Using every known means including computers we can’t break it. Maybe the odd word, but the Russians will be stumped.”

Seeing Tayanita, Aenoheso embraced her friend.

“The secret starting point was taking six native languages from both Americas. You were correct earlier in presuming our inspiration was the Code Talkers of the World Wars.”

“We were right, Maksym, to see the Night Witches as a treasure to be nurtured,” said Alfhild. “Their drone interceptors worked perfectly and have recovered a dozen ORLANs to analyze and replicate with improvements. No doubt portable ground-launched interceptors will be next.”

“As some were launched hundreds of kilometres from their targets, I’m hoping our engineers can identify their origin,” said Marusya. “Once more crucial questions are answered.”

Alfhild studied a map on which Maksym had marked all the airfields suitable for F-16s and those the Russians had recently targeted.

“Your squadrons have got to outwit them by continuously moving between bases. After today it seems imperative you stop them taking runways out using ORLAN type drones or persistent cluster bombing.”

Maksym nodded. “Two incidents alone worried me. The first was when a squadron blocked Chayka Field’s main runway through the lead pilot’s error. The second was at Myrhorod Air Base when the Russians succeeded in destroying three of our MiG-29s and making that runway unusable for days… tragically with four casualties—”

“Three Night Witches, two dead and one who may never fly. I want to use my position within the Swedish Airforce to persuade Saab they need someone who knows Gripens and the Night Witches in Ukraine.”

“Do you mean yourself, Alfhild, or the trainers Major Ottillia Elmersson and Kapten Pernilla Eklund who were here in Dęblin? But even Swedish advisors must be a political decision.”

“I may be out of order,” said Marusya. “We have foreign nationals in the Witches, all of whom became Ukrainians. Isn’t that another solution?

“Nothing can be decided immediately. We need to talk to your squadron leaders, Marusya. It would be good if you were there too, Maksym. Then I must talk to people in Sweden, including my father. My dream is Night Witches flying Gripens, preferably at least one flight of Es.”

“I’m sure I can persuade Air Command West that Gripens can replace the Night Witches’ after F-16s arrive in early August.”

**

Sunday, July 14th – Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

Siberian Husky: Image Credit: Aleksandr Abrosimov, Shutterstock

Estera and Polina found Anhelina Tkachuk exercising Quetzal, her Siberian Husky, around the agility course. They persuaded her to sit in a shady and secluded spot to talk.

“I’ve expected this,” said Anhelina. “It’s impossible to ignore the rumours about Blue Flight being wiped out. My cousin, Olha Tkachuk never returned from the exercise… nor did Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko, the Flight Leader. I’m right and just when we met again.”

Estera shook her head.

“I was with both Olha and Adriana last night and both were alive and wanting to see you. However, Olha was injured so needs to recover first.”

“Stop avoiding telling me how badly, I need to know, please.”

Polina reached out and took her hand.

“No worse than mine.” She placed Anhelina’s hand on her covered knee, gradually revealing her leg as she talked. “Her arm must be amputated, but the same doctors at Superhumans who gave me this amazing prosthetic leg will give Olha an equally incredible prosthetic arm. I will come with you when she is ready to receive visitors.”      

“Thank you, Polina. I hope together we can persuade Olha to keep flying somehow. Will you come as well, Estera?”

“Of course.”

*

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

Two nervous passengers waited by the Puszczyk wondering who their pilot would be.                                          

Kalyna and Vasy appeared escorting Polina in her helicopter flight suit and clutching her helmet.  Andriy whispered to Fedir before addressing the commanders.

“Rather than inconvenience your busy helicopter pilots, we can take the bus from Lutsk.”

“Pity as we arranged a fighter escort… to ensure our precious pilot was safe,” said Vasy.

A flight of MiG-29s took off behind the base and circled low over the field.

“You value your pilots it seems,” said Fedir.

“All pilots even slow-learners,” said Kalyna. “Some might say the cost in UAF lives seems minimal compared to the heavy casualties among front-line infantry. But every pilot takes years to train and each aircraft costs millions, so we all hurt with every loss.”

“A valuable lesson I won’t ever forget. Thank you,” said Andriy, climbing into the Puszczyk.

Another pilot, Odrija Kalniņa, also fully kitted took the controls.

“I’ll be close behind in Bravo Tiger,” said Polina, crossing to where Marusya was waiting in the larger helicopter.

As the aerial squad took off and headed south, Kalyna turned to Vasy.

“I hope those guys have learnt the real value of lives, and won’t think our escort is just for them when it’s mutual protection.”

**

Myrhorod Air Base, Poltava Oblast, Ukraine

Despite the crippling heat, First Lieutenant Andżelika Sówka and explosives expert Zofia Bukowska finished helping the Myrhorod ground crews remove the wreckage of Blue Flight MiG-29s from the main runway.

At the same time, any fragments that were possibly the mortal remains of the dead pilots were placed in two body bags, labelled either Sergeant Taisia Kovalchuk or Private Halyna Boyka. These were loaded onto two Golf Griffon’s stretchers for the flight back to Chayka Field.

Meanwhile, the K9 units, Alyona Jabłońska with Zeb her Bloodhound, and Kseniya Łaska with Nyx her Doberman found the missing mechanics had been injured. Fortunately, Doctor Yevhen Baran treated them and said they’d be on duty the next morning.

When he received the two reports, Major Illya Medved began to relax, relieved that Myrhorod Air Base was operational again.

“There’s only the wrecked MiG-29 blocking access to the furthest dispersal hardstands,” reported his Senior Chief Mechanic, Stepan Marchenko. “But we can do that ourselves, Major if these ladies wish to leave.”

“We are grateful for everyone’s assistance but need to get home,” said Kapitan Nadia Lysenko. “However, next week we will send a salvage vehicle to remove any parts that can be used for repairs by our amazing engineers. Please keep what you can.”

“I would love to come with you if you have room.  Until those bodies are home, I don’t feel I’ve fulfilled my promise to Kapitan Pavlenko. Plus, I must see my daughter, Lieutenant Tamila Medved.” He paused and choked back on some words. “…never see again.”

“You’re welcome if you’re sure and someone can take over,” said Nadia. “We’ll leave when you’ve let your Number Two and flight leaders know. We’ll ensure you get back safely.”

Illya left and Nadia went to talk to Aleks Górski about ensuring that no drones were about.

Inside Alfa Tiger, they monitored the area.

“I noticed this base has a Yak-52B Trainer that can be a great Drone hunter,” said Nadia. “Their 52B has UB-32 pods for unguided rockets but can be easily adapted for our interceptors by their mechanics.”

File photo of a Ukrainian Yak-52. (Image via Militaryi)

Aleks checked various screens. “We have enough interceptors for one more swarm of ORLAN drones, but the Griffon has a spare stash of a dozen. Those could be adapted for the Yak if Xenia agrees.”

On the Griffon, Captain Xenia Ahlberg agreed to release the stash after discussing the plan with her co-pilot Lieutenant Acacia Berntsen and Flight Engineer Iryna Forsberg. Senior Chief Mechanic Stepan Marchenko understood how the interceptors would work with the Yak-52B.

When the Major returned he told Stepan to proceed.

Xenia welcomed Illya on board.

“We’re pleased you’re flying with our mixed crew including our two K9s.”

He sat in the seat next to Alyona and Zeb her Bloodhound rested his head on Illya’s knee.

“I presume the K9s are the honour guard for these late brave pilots we’re escorting home.”

**

Monday, July 15th –  Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

Lieutenant Tamila Medved followed Kapitan Mariyka Shevchuk through the trees after Green Flight’s night patrol. Even a slight breeze rustling through the leaves couldn’t banish the night heat.

Inside they were told Vasy would debrief them later, so they headed for the canteen hoping it was open for pre-dawn breakfast.

“I expect you’re looking forward to your grand opening of the first Zvenigora Restaurant on a Ukrainian airbase this evening.”

“Excited and apprehensive. I’m glad Sergei has been here to help over the last few weeks. We were ready when I left, but I’ll check before I rest… after eating.”

The four Green Flight pilots were served breakfast and were enjoying it when Vasy approached unseen.

“Don’t 2022 Night Witches Squadron salute senior officers?” asked a gruff male voice.

They stopped eating and sprung to attention, saluting Major Vasy Chayka and a male UAF major.

Tamila stared at her father, unsure how to react other than a speechless surprise. Instead, Vasy made formal introductions.

“Major Illya Medved, may I introduce Green Flight? Kapitan Mariyka Shevchuk, our test pilot and senior engineer, Private Inna Gavrilyuk, Private Svitlana Kravchenko, and Lieutenant Tamila Medved, one of our ace pilots… and of course, most importantly your daughter.” She paused and then added, “Tamila you may greet your father. Everyone else, if there’s nothing to report, you are debriefed and dismissed.”

Tamila kissed her father on the cheeks and then they embraced.

 “What brings the Commander of Myrhorod Air Base here? Not to discipline your daughter for leaving an elite squadron to join a minor all-female squadron.”

“It was a risky decision. But it’s not why I’m here, although it was a chance to see one of my exceptional children. It was my duty to see the remains of two heroes brought here.”

“Our sisters Sergeant Taisia Kovalchuk and Private Halyna Boyka of Blue Flight. The tragic events were at Myrhorod. I should have remembered it was your squadron’s base.”

“Not when we get moved around. Last I heard you Night Witches were in Poland training on F-16s. Yet here you are flying MiG-29s from an unusual base. Your commanders have promised me a tour today with some interesting revelations.”

When Vasy reappeared with Kalyna and two familiar visitors, Tamila asked if she could join them.

“Green Flight has light duties today,” said Vasy. “So, sleep and meet us in the Command Centre at 0730 ready to drive us.”

Tamila saluted the five superior officers.

*

When she joined the same officers at 0900, Colonel Maksym Bondarenko was talking to her father.

“Illya, this is the only Ukrainian squadron to have flown Saab Gripens in combat. That was in the early months of the war before the Russians registered we had two flights.”

“Including Tamila?”

“I only flew a CF-18A Hornet in combat back then. But then trained on a Gripen C briefly in Poland.”

“So, given a choice of any jet,” asked her father, a Sukhoi Su-27 enthusiast. “Although, you may not have many hours in every one, what do you prefer?”

The Gripen E is among three fighter jets contending to replace the Royal Canadian Air Force fleet of CF-188 Hornets. Saab Photo

“Even though other squadrons want F-16s, I’d choose the Gripen E like most of my sisters,”

Colonel Alfhild Falkborg laughed.

“Good response, especially as I’m working hard to ensure this will be the first elite Ukrainian squadron flying Gripen Es in combat… unless the threat brings peace.”

Everyone applauded, although Tamila wondered if it was for Witches in Gripens, peace, but her gut said both.

“On that note, we should start on the tour,” said Kalyna. “If this heatwave continues, we can’t delay. We’ll take the Toyota if you follow me, please.”

*

https://wikimapia.org/6214889/Lutsk-Airport

Illya was amazed at the base in daylight. Weeds had grown through taxiways. The paint on the facades of the old terminal buildings was peeling. Signs of rust were everywhere.

Except on the well-kept aircraft, he’d occasionally seen.

The main runway needed repairs, although MiG-29s were designed to cope with Soviet-era strips. But wasn’t it distracting having a lively dog-agility arena on one side, and a showjumping training arena on the other?

“This doesn’t look like an elite airbase just a training area for K9s and police horses.”

“Are you sure that’s what enemy drones will see,” asked Maksym. “Ignore the smoke and mirrors.”

As he looked harder, Illya saw the shiny hinges on the rusty doors, behind which must be helicopter hangers. Hidden in the undergrowth were guards armed probably with MANPADS and rifles. Then he noted an unobtrusive radar on a high roof, and as they approached a hidden corner of a side building, an armoured truck with a missile array on its roof.

“That’s Saab’s MSHORAD,” said Alfhild. “A mobile shield that will transform ground-based air defence. Inside is an operator scanning the area with that mobile radar on the roof for threats. If she spots an intruder of any kind the base is alerted. If ordered MSHORAD launches its missiles.”

Suddenly a flight of MiG-29s took off from beyond the trees, flying low towards the north-east.

Kalyna jumped out of the truck and ran inside MSHORAD, followed by Illya. Inside she spoke to the operator.

“Did MSHORAD just spot an intruder, Aslög? Is that why the flight went to investigate?”

Aslög pointed at a slow-moving object on the screen.

“It’s now moving more like a ground vehicle. I’ll alert Estera and the Owls to intercept them.”

“Tell your partner to keep me informed, please.”

Outside, Kalyna had Tamila drive them back.

As they parked, Estera rang to say the guys in the truck had come from Dęblin, so she’d take them to the Command Centre.

“Impressive tour,” said Illya. “Your base would be hard to find and I guess your jets are dispersed among the trees, using local roads as runways… something we should do.”

“A tactic learnt from our Swedish friends.”

“Whose MSHORAD was impressive too… especially if they didn’t say they were coming.”

“Unless the Zvenigora Restaurant invited them for tonight’s opening.”

Estera showed a group of familiar and unfamiliar figures into the room.

Illya hesitated but Tamila rushed up to a stocky young man neither had seen since February 2022, his son, her brother.

“Ruslan, I never dreamt we’d meet here… and with tato. What brings you here?”

“It’s wonderful to see you. I knew you were a Night Witch. But tato here too?”

Illya hugged his two oldest children and then looked at Ruslan’s companions.

Vasy greeted three of them

“Brajan, Igor and Anatol, we know why you’re here. Unless I’m wrong Nadia, Aleks, and Mariyka will want to see you. Can you please find them, Estera?”

Maksym was talking with another man and Kalyna suddenly remembered him.

“Perun from the Sikorsky Brigade.”

“It was hard finding the Night Witches, but your Polish friends helped us, We hope you can help. Ukraine’s Special Operations Forces need your best helicopter pilot. Someone to fly a crack unit behind enemy lines on a secret mission.”

Maksym chuckled.

“They asked the Sikorsky Brigade and you remembered a flight in a Tiger. You’re after Nadia—”

“Unless you’ve someone better at sneaking in low and fast?”

At that moment Nadia, Aleks, and Mariyka entered the Command Centre and registered the gathering. Nadia’s eyes flicked from Brajan to Perun.

“This has to be about a helicopter.” She glanced at the Special Forces badges and Anatol before adding, “That needs modifying for a mission… plus a crazy crew.”

Perun nodded but Kalyna looked at the time.

“However, we must talk later when we have more time for what sounds crucial. We have a restaurant opening and movie screening to attend now and you’re all invited.”

**

Zvenigora Restaurant, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

All the staff from Dęblin were there to ensure the launch went smoothly. Agnieszka had closed the Polish branch and brought Sabina and Tomas to assist her, although Sergei was now the Chayka Field manager, assisted by Mariyka when she could escape her Night Witch duties.

Every table was booked in advance, but Sergei and Agnieszka had catered for extra guests. Mariyka and her sister, Sabina showed the customers to their seats with the evening’s menu and reminded them that the monthly movie ‘Megan Leavey’ would be screened with dessert and coffee.

The film poster for the film Megan Leavey. Copyright owner: Bleecker Street. Source: www.RottenTomatoes.com.

In front of the movie poster, the K9 handlers and their dogs were honoured with a special area, and their guests included friends made during the Okhmatdyt Children’s Hospital rescue. Their fellow Night Owls were supporting them from the next table and Estera had invited her partner Aslög, while Geralt was with Chae-Yeong, and her Korean crew.

Mariyka and Sergei were pleased to see so many relationships had blossomed since their tentative first steps.

“It’s amazing how Tamila and her father met here and now her brother has arrived,” said Mariyka. “But I couldn’t work out what those Special Forces guys wanted, although Nadia suggested something to do with modifying a helicopter. “

“Is that why Anatol is here?” asked Sergei. “I thought you invited him to discuss the drone interceptor.”

“I did. But I fear something else is more important. He’s sitting with Janina Patriksson and some of the helicopter pilots including Nadia and Aleks.”

*

“Shouldn’t we be talking with those helicopter guys, Lieutenant?” asked Danylo, one of Ruslan’s comrades.

“We’ll get our chance later as Major Chayka promised. I want to know how this war is affecting our flyers. Is it always like this?”

Illya wasn’t sure if the Special Ops officer was suggesting flyers had it easy. Tamila wasn’t amused.

“Well, two of my sister pilots were blown up on Saturday and another will lose her arm but choose to fly with a prosthetic limb. One of my father’s mechanics got third-degree burns saving the third pilot’s life. I accept that fighting in the conditions you face your casualties are worse, but like you, we risk our lives every day we fly.”

Ruslan leapt to her defense.

“You don’t realise how many years my sister studied to be a pilot… the same as we did to qualify for special ops. Nor how many flight hours she notched up to just get her wings. I know how many drones and rockets she’s stopped from destroying innocent people’s homes. She’s been shot down yet ensured her jet missed houses… and got injured.”

“If anyone wants to point a finger,” said Illya. “Choose the politician who got a bloody ear from an assassin’s bullet and objects to every dollar of help we receive.”

The Lieutenant stood and went round the table, saluted Tamila and shook her hand.

“I’m sorry if I showed any disrespect to the brave Night Witches or any squadron, Major Medved.” Then he saluted Illya.

“We better eat after that discussion,” said Danylo. “I never thought I’d eat a traditional meal like this in such an unusual venue. I felt we were walking underground, yet it’s light.”

Tamila laughed.

“This was the original airport’s deepest level, but with mirrored sun shafts, the design brings daylight, even moonlight, down here. We’re deep enough for this to be our air-raid shelter.”

“Although from outside appearances,” said Illya. “Nobody would think this was a functioning airbase, especially with the short runway and overgrown taxiways.”

“Where are the aircraft? You must have fifty pilots here, Tamila,” said her brother.

“When we’re at full strength. The jets are hidden in the woodland and the helicopter hangars are where the departures were and further around the ground floor.”

“Whoever created Chayka Field thought of everything,” said Illya.

*

As dessert was being served, Mariyka moved to the end of the restaurant, where a movie screen was visible from every table. She switched on the wireless microphone linked to the restaurant’s sound system.

“We are pleased to see so many friends here to celebrate the opening of this special Zvenigora Restaurant at Chayka Field. And new faces, you are welcome too. This is also the celebration of the completion of this unusual airbase, which is intentionally deceptive on the outside… much like us Night Witches.”

Loud cheers echoed around the restaurant.

“Before I proceed to the highlight of the evening, I must thank my aunt, Agnieszka Shevchuk who with my late mother, Danuta Shevchuk created the first two Zvenigora Restaurants in Dęblin and Lviv. For tonight’s delicious meal, my aunt and her team came from Dęblin to cater for us all.”

Agnieszka, Sabrina, Tomas and Sergei came forward to applause and cheers.

“Now, when anyone arrives by road here, the first thing they notice is our dog agility arena and our K9 teams seated here—”

“And our Spanish horses and riders,” said Aaron loudly enough to raise a fair bit of laughter.

“I forgot the press was here… just the tame ones like Aaron Garcia, Carita Forsström, and Jane Wetherby. Only favourable reports as always, please. Remember our K9s are not just cute but detect explosives. And as with the Okhmatdyt Children’s Hospital tragedy, they are among the brave rescuers. Some they found are with us tonight.”

More cheering and clapping.

“Appropriately our movie tonight is ‘Megan Leavey’ the 2017 film about a real US Marine K9 handler and her military working dog, Rex.  I hope you enjoy this month’s film.”

Sergei dimmed the lights and rolled the movie.

*

The dogs barked their approval as ‘Megan Leavey’ ended.

“We’re grateful your dogs are so versatile,” said Doctor Avenlosky. “They gave us life and now hope.”

**

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Megan_Leavey_%28film%29#

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Freedom Flights: Episode 22 – Responsible Sacrifice

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The last few days of May give me enough time for another episode of Freedom Flights. This is the second episode of the Night Witches’ road trip from Dęblin in Poland to Kharkiv on the Eastern Front. Episode 22 continues the road trip from the early attacks on some border settlements causing a change to their destination plans. But not to the monthly movie night.

Until a just peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. Let’s pray Western aid reaches the frontlines in time.

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

Episode 22 – Responsible Sacrifice

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Tuesday, April 30th – Bila Tserkva Air Base, Kyiv Oblast, Ukraine

Su-24 storage at Bila Tserkva by Theo van Vliet

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Vasy Chayka, Mariyka Shevchuk and the three cadets stared around the sad state of Bila Tserkva Air Base as they drove past the haphazard storage and disposal of L-39 trainers and Su-24 tactical bombers.

“This is a junkyard for abandoned aircraft,” said Mariyka. “Has anyone tried to repair these or even salvaged spare parts?”

“I fear there aren’t the engineers,” replied Daria Jankowski. “Our teams at Dęblin could do something with some of these.”

“Unfortunately, that’s not why we’re here. We must find the base’s main office and hope it has a secure line to ACW so I can talk to Maksym Bondarenko.”

Ten minutes later, they found the office and a secure line to Maksym.

“What did you make of Commander-in-chief Oleksandr Syrskyi’s comments about the increase in the number of Russian troops in the area of Kharkiv? Should we still go there or will I be putting my people in unnecessary harm’s way?”

“He also said, ‘In the most threatening directions, our troops have been reinforced by artillery and tank units,’ which suggests precautions are in place. However, I would prefer we all meet further from the frontline given what I’m planning.”

“On Thursday, May 2nd I’ve arranged for most of the convoy to regroup at Poltava Air Base. Would that work for you, Maksym?”

Silence except for the tapping of computer keys. Then a long pause.

“That works. The graduating students can get to Poltava by 1300. I have arrangements to organize with other guests who should arrive between 1400 and 1430. I’ll ensure the base expects visitors. We’ll see you Thursday.”

Vasy turned to Mariyka.

“I don’t think everyone needs to rendezvous at Poltava. Do you agree?”

“Totally. Some have equipment and humanitarian merchandise deliveries throughout the Eastern Oblasts.”

“Okay let’s phone around the convoy.”

*

Three of the base’s salvage experts joined them around their campfire and shared a game stew they had made.

“Pigeon, rabbit and pheasant?”

“Never pigeon, always beef, cabbage, potatoes. Plus, wild mushrooms.”

Noises of content eating ended all conversation.

Then Maja Andrysiak asked, “How often are whole planes or just spare parts requested by anyone?”

One of the older engineers replied, “Not often as it requires an experienced team of engineers to refurbish one of these older planes. However, we do get mechanics who need a specific component to keep, usually a Su-24 flying, and there are dozens of them here—”

“Not many gutted yet,” reassured one of his colleagues. “And we keep good records of the planes still in reasonable condition… mainly the ones on hard standings which we can shift around. Had you something in mind, Major?”

Vasy laughed and nudged Mariyka, who slowly unfolded a sheet of paper.

“We’re a fighter squadron, presently using refurbished MiG-29s, which are my responsibility aided by this trio of pilot-engineers. We have this list of components we hoped to scavenge on this road trip, however unlikely.”

The older engineer took the list, scanned through it, and then whistled.

“Considering the differences between the MiG-29 and the Su-24, we might be able to find a few of these components, especially if the L-39 Albatross trainers have them. Call it Soviet  production quirks.”

“We better start now while the light is still good,” said Mariyka. “And hopefully there’s more Game stew so we can leave early in the morning having secured great friendships.”

“All depending on some Kovbasa sausage and two more rabbits.”

**

Wednesday, May 1st – Pyriatyn, Poltava Oblast, Ukraine

Geralt and Ji-Yeon’s group hadn’t meant to explore the settlement of Pyriatyn for so long, but the inhabitants had so many interesting tales. The most tragic was what happened to over 1,500 Jews in a ghetto established by late March 1942. There were two major executions of Jews carried out by Nazi special mobile killing units, accompanied by the Nazis’ Ukrainian auxiliary police.

1,530 Jews were murdered on April 6, 1942, and on May 18, 1942, several Jewish families were killed along with 380 communists and Soviet militants, and 25 Gypsy families.

Stunned to learn of this atrocity, the group drove past beautiful buildings spared some of the destruction from the newest war to savage the area.

Ji-Yeon pointed to a silvery glimmer ahead.

“If we can find a safe place to park the truck, we should camp by the Udaj River for the night.”

River Udaj in Ukraine near Pyrjatyn – Author      Снаговський В.О

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“Great suggestion,” said Geralt. “We’re near enough to Poltava now, we’ll reach our rendezvous in good time.

Soon a warm fire was alight and a communal meal cooking.

After they had all been eating and chatting for a while, one of the group asked Geralt, “Are you continuing to Kharkiv whatever happens tomorrow?”

“We have a mission to fulfil,” said Ji-Yeon. “Geralt and I must discover how Ukraine’s SnipeX Alligator Mega Rifles are being smuggled out of the country.”

“And we also need to ensure the factory where they’re produced never falls into enemy hands nor the design blueprints.”

“Has anyone considered a rifle could be captured and replicated?” asked another of the group.

Geralt remembered this was a concern at their initial meeting. Hopefully, someone might supply an answer at tomorrow’s meeting.

“Records of captured rifles are being investigated as replication is a fear… which will be addressed.”

Fortunately, the Alligator discussion ended as others were concerned about making equipment deliveries along the frontline, primarily drones, infrared night sights and goggles.

As the evening wore on, Geralt announced he needed a proper night’s sleep as the driver even though he enjoyed star gazing.

Ji-Yeon yawned in sympathy and slipped away from the group with him.

“Does this mean you need my company?” he asked.

“I thought military protection was needed… for you. Why waste the heat from the fire.”

**

Thursday, May 2nd – Poltava Air Base, Poltava Oblast, Ukraine

As Vasy drove up to the closed gates to the Poltava Air Base and the armed sentries appeared, she hoped the details of her hasty rendezvous had reached these guys.

Fortunately, she had worn her major’s uniform and ensured everyone else was similarly attired. So, when the older guard approached her Toyota truck’s open window, he saluted and addressed her by rank.

“We’re from the 2022 Night Witches Squadron and should be expected. There will be others asking for me, Major Vasy Chayka.”

Poltava Air Base – Photographer: Ian French

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“We were notified. Please drive down to the main building where Commander Zelenko will meet you.”

As she drove around to the building, she wondered if was related to the late Ksenia and Kyrylo Zelenko?

The Commander was waiting for them and there was a family resemblance.

“Major, it’s an honour to meet my daughter Ksenia’s friend and sister officer.”

“You should be proud of her, she was an exemplary pilot and officer, whom the squadron proudly remembers.”

As she introduced the Commander to Mariyka, Daria, Maja, and Nadzieja, other vehicles arrived including a minibus, which Vasy presumed brought the female Kharkiv National Air Force University graduates.

The appearance of a uniformed airwoman unimpeded by her prosthetic leg took most aback, especially the tutor with the graduates.

“Polina,” she exclaimed. “Polina Moroz. I’m so glad to see you looking so fit after your terrible crash.”

She then introduced her to the future Kharkiv alumni, while Tamila explained to Vasy and the others how she and Carita met Polina.

“She’s a qualified helicopter pilot and worth recruiting.”

Commander Zelenko waited until Vasy felt everyone expected had arrived, then suggested they all move over to an empty hangar set up for her talk to the graduates. The tutor briefly told her there would be a formal graduation in a few weeks, but she was welcome to make her own gesture.

Zelenko handed her a microphone and showed her the lectern for notes, which she never used.

“First, I must thank Commander Zelenko for welcoming us to Poltava Air Base. It’s especially apt to be here as the Commander’s late daughter Ksenia was one of three founding members of the 2022 Night Witches Squadron and a flight leader who gave her life defending Kharkiv. Then I must congratulate you all on your deserved graduation through dedicated persistence.

“Our all-female squadron has a distinguished origin in the 46th “Taman” Guards Night Bomber Aviation Regiment, feared by the Nazi invaders as the Night Witches. Now, we aim to bring terror to the Russian invaders with our 12 MiG-29s, but soon with various NATO jets already stationed in Poland for the day we can use them.

“We await our first flight of F-16s, but we have 12 CF-18A Hornets and 8 Gripen Cs, so we are ready to welcome more pilots like yourselves, thus continuing to be a formidable squadron—”

Before Vasy could say more, she was drowned out by the sound of two jets landing and two helicopters. She glanced at her watch – 1400. The first of Maksym’s guests had arrived.

“We should go outside to welcome our new arrivals.”

Vasy led everyone outside, where two MiG-29s were being secured in reinforced revetments while the Puszczyk and the Eurocopter Tiger were being moved into an empty hangar.

The two MiG pilots came over and Vasy proudly introduced her joint squadron leader, Major Kalyna Chayka, and Kapitan Anzhela Havrylyuk.

“A few of you might know Anzhela Havrylyuk as a Kharkiv National Air Force University alumna—”

“Whom my daughter Ksenia Zelenko praised very highly as her Number 2.”

“And it’s an honour to now lead her Gold Flight, sir.”

Maksym Bondarenko emerged from the second hangar with Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and Kapitan Aleks Górski.

“Let’s go in here Vasy,” said Maksym. “Then we can discuss the new Night Witches.”

Most of the students had never seen a Tiger, although some knew Puszczyks, but the surprise was the proposal of forming a Night Witches Brigade alongside the squadron.

“Doesn’t that require pilots and helicopters,” said Vasy. “We only had two of each when I left Dęblin.”

“I’m willing to volunteer as a trained heli-pilot,” said Polina Moroz.

Two graduates swiftly raised their hands and the tutor identified them as Raisa Vezzoso and Marusya Dudziarz.

She added, “It might be helpful to know what this Brigade will be doing and flying. Hopefully not the Mil Mi-17s, an old Russian military helicopter I believe Polina crashed and lost her leg in.”

“The intention,” said Nadia, “is to source more modern craft like this Tiger. We are hoping to get another from France or Spain.”

“I should be able to persuade the Republic of Korea to supply a KAI Light Armed Helicopter,” said Ji-Yeon. “Or some of the MD 500 Defender it’s replacing… even they would be better craft than the Mil Mi-17.”

Before any more discussions could take place, more rotor engines drowned conversation.

“That should be the Sikorsky Brigade representatives,” said Maksym and went to greet them followed by the two squadron leaders and the Poltava commander.

The pilot and co-pilot from the single Mi-8 helicopter approached them and saluted.

“Call me Perun,” said the pilot. “My colleague is Stribog… we don’t use real names, just Slavic god call signs. We hope you can help us, all we have are skillful pilots flying old helicopters. Every day we depend on our wits to stay alive. We have to face losing friends and that makes us fight harder.”

“We know you need some new craft like all of us,” said Maksym. “But we know we can supply equipment to update your craft… like effective electronic countermeasures and infra-red night gear. Maybe some of those can save lives.”

Sikorsky Brigade: A Ukrainian army helicopter returns from a combat mission near Bakhmut, described by President Zelensky as currently “the most difficult out of all” areas in Ukraine. Sarah Dean/CNN

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The Sikorsky pilots inspected the items approvingly. “Some of these can be installed now,” said Stribog. “The rest we’ll take for our other craft. If we supply a list of our needs, can you supply them?”

He led them inside and they stared at the Tiger.

Kalyna could see their envious gaze… and Nadia’s anxious face.

“This Eurocopter Tiger was provided for a specific mission, but it demonstrates what the 2022 Night Witches Squadron can acquire. The items in that corner should be of use and our mechanics would be willing to install them under your supervision.”

“We can try… some may take longer.”

Perun was walking around the Tiger, fascinated.

“Can I persuade someone to demonstrate the copter’s abilities?”

Aleks tossed him her helmet. “My friend Nadia’s the pilot. You can trust her.”

Perun nervously asked, “Has she flown in combat yet?”

The Witches laughed and Maksym replied, “Low-flying sorties in Afghanistan, some African missions, and here. Time for a brief display everyone.”

Outside, Aleks ensured Perun was comfortable in her co-pilot position, and then Nadia ran through the take-off procedure.

The display was shorter than at Dęblin but as impressive for those on the ground and Perun.

“Want to join Sikorsky?” he asked. “Though I expect you know the risks and have found your home.”

“Correct. But I expect you will find keen male recruits from Kharkiv National Air Force University… especially when the equipment we supply makes your Brigade the viable choice.”

“And I suspect those female graduates will become feared Witches. As long as they realise flying helicopters in this war makes you a prime target.”

“Sometimes I call it ‘responsible suicide’ with the enemy sharing the risk. I’ve learnt to be steps ahead so they’re the ones committing suicide when they fire at me.”

“Teach your recruits that valuable lesson, please. Then Orcs, beware what is coming. Slava Ukrayini.”

While Mariyka and her engineering team helped the Sikorsky pilots upgrade their Mi-8 helicopter, the other Witches ensured all the graduates were recruited, before wishing them a safe journey back to University. Most were keen to come straight to Dęblin, but their tutor convinced them to say farewell to their Kharkiv friends first and then travel to Poland by the faster train route in a few days.

As evening fell on Poltava, the Mi-8 helicopter was finished and the Sikorsky pilots felt safer flying to their secret base with the newly installed night equipment. Maksym reassured them that other equipment would be secured… even if the Witches had to use their Canadian benefactors.

Vasy persuaded Commander Zelenko to allow the remnants of the convoy to stay overnight. The Witches also wanted to share memories of Ksenia.

Some like Geralt and Ji-Yeon were keen to move on immediately. However, first, they needed to know what details of captured sniper rifles had emerged. Maksym’s investigation had revealed none, so for now replication was not a fear.

They still had to reach Ukraine’s second-largest city before the Russians captured it and the sniper rifle factory.

*

After a last evening together, the convoy dispersed early in the morning.

Nadia and Aleks were flying in the Tiger back to Poland via Kalyniv. Although Maksym had flown the Puszczyk, he persuaded Polina to fly him back to ACW in Lviv, and Tamila and Carita took advantage of two of the spare seats. Kalyna and Anzhela were flying the MiG-29s back to Dęblin, providing some air cover for the copters.

So, Mariyka, Daria, Maja, and Nadzieja were left to make the return road journey with Vasy.

**

Friday, May 17th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The Zvenigora was crowded with the arrival of all twelve Kharkiv National Air Force University recruits.

The monthly movie night also ensured a full house, appropriately some could say for a road movie.

As Sabina and Tomas served the dinner orders, Agnieszka announced the entertainment.

“Saving Private Ryan is a 1998 American epic war film directed by Steven Spielberg and written by Robert Rodat. Set in 1944 in France during World War II, it follows a group of soldiers, led by Captain John Miller (Tom Hanks), on their mission to locate Private James Francis Ryan (Matt Damon) and bring him home safely after his three brothers are killed in action. Despite the war theme, I hope you are as moved as I always am.”

*

When the movie ended, Marusya Dudziarz said to Nadia and Aleks, “I knew it would grip me again. Is this a monthly event… and always here?”

“Every month,” replied Aleks. “And I fly the film for a second showing at Kalyniv Airfield, though that may change to a cellar club in Lviv… if all goes to plan.”

“Who chooses the film?” asked her friend, Raisa Vezzoso. “Can we make suggestions?”

“Agnieszka and her family who run Zvenigora,” replied Nadia. “But the movies always seem to reflect what the Night Witches are doing. So, our lives are like suggestions.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saving_Private_Ryan

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Freedom Flights: Episode 19 – Hidden Resource

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As we pass mid-April, it’s time for another long episode of Freedom Flights. Until a just peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom.

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

Episode 19 – Hidden Resource

2024

Friday, April 5th –– Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Palace in Dęblin
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Dkamelio photo

Maksym Bondarenko waited for his coffee and an indication from one of the Chayka cousins as to why he had been requested to visit his favourite squadron away from Air Command West in Lviv.

Kalyna broke the silence. “We know all rumours should be ignored, but perhaps not this one. With limited F16s promised by our allies possibly by June, we’ve been calculating what happens next.  UAF could receive from 19 to 60 jets which gives 5 to15 flights.”

Vasy continued as a cadet brought in coffee. “That means only one to three squadrons will receive F-16s, presumably only the elite pilots training to fly the US jets. But not us Night Witches.”

Maksym sipped his coffee. “I’ll never lie to you, ladies. You are correct and even if you arranged some of the training here, that hasn’t swayed my superiors. I’m sorry. However, once NATO jets like F-16s are flying in Ukraine, we feel you are entitled to use your twelve CF-18A Hornets and eight Gripen Cs in their most effective role.” He stared at them both, then asked, “There’s something else, isn’t there?”

Kalyna smiled. “Astute as ever, Maksym. We heard some discussion of having to station the new F-16 squadrons further west. But how far west? Will our combat flights still use Kalyniv?”

Silence except for a nervous colonel sipping his coffee.

“All depends on which bases the Russians make unusable. They will attempt to force our F-16 pilots to fly further to reach their targets so have less time to be effective. As for Kalyniv, it’s one of our most westerly, yet you may have to reduce your flights there to perhaps one Hornet flight—”

“And explore regular dispersed operations with two Gripen flights,” added Vasy. “Along the lines of Sweden’s Cold War BAS90 system, although more suited to current requirements. Kalyna and I have discussed how we should prepare the squadron for that eventuality.”

Maksym seemed ready to interject, but Kalyna was faster.

“We realise the UAF survived the early stages of the war by swiftly putting into operation a dispersed and agile-based strategy, with aircraft and pilots kept rotating around a larger number of airfields in western Ukraine—”

Maksym nodded.

“Exactly, our jets never took off and landed at the same airfield in a single sortie. Our pilots had been training to use roads as temporary airstrips. But with F-16s we will struggle to do that again—”

“Although with Gripens and MiGs, even Hornets, the Witches could… especially if we prepared by identifying ideal displaced strips. First, though, I propose going to Sweden and talking to Chayka Air’s contacts who might have invaluable suggestions and could supply useful materiel from maintenance items to—”

“More Gripens,” added Vasy. “Meanwhile, our helicopter pilots could scout out suitable landing and takeoff strips with nearby forest cover to mask ground crew, equipment container, and support vehicles.”

“As this could take time, you have my authority to proceed,” said Maksym, draining his coffee. “Just keep me informed. Your heli-pilots will need clearance to scout some areas though.”

**

Tuesday, April 16th – Kalyniv Airfield near the Polish border

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

Nadia Lysenko, Aleks Górski, and Mariyka Shevchuk walked into the crowded bar at Kalyniv, having ensured their two helicopters were secured in a reinforced hanger. Four new squadron mechanics nervously followed them inside.

“Don’t worry,” said Mariyka. “This bar has no rank restrictions. Let’s find Blue Flight so you can explain the plan, Aleks… as you understand the ‘austere basing system’ best.”

Adriana Pavlenko, Blue leader, waved them to where pilots and ground crew were chatting having completed their three weeks of combat sorties.

“Great to see the ride home has arrived for our ace ‘grease monkeys’. When do you want to leave for Dęblin?” She hesitated, noting there were three pilots. “Or have the Majors got new orders for us as the flight rotation seems irregular?”

“Not exactly, although we have been preparing for a new strategy,” replied Nadia. “But I’ll let Aleks explain.”

“First, your ten days of combat rest has not been cancelled… just interrupted. Second, we need your assistance completing the first stage of our dispersed base recce. Nadia and I have identified the first definite site from which MiG-29s and Gripens could operate and then relocate to keep the enemy confused.”

Olha Tkachuk asked, “Do you mean a stretch of highway with a secure maintenance area, which no squadron has ever claimed or used?”

“Exactly. So, we need to run some test flights with MiG-29s with you landing your planes, and maneuvering so your ground crews can rearm you, run maintenance checks, refuel each jet, and then you can take off again. Is that clear?”  

“Except what equipment should we use?” asked one of the Blue Flight mechanics.

Aleks gestured for Mariyka to pick up the point.

“Our engineering group in Dęblin are still working on plans to develop a mobile response akin to Saab’s support devices for Gripens. For instance, we are building a transportable shipping container similar to the Gripen one we were sent… although this one will have everything for MiG-29s when finished in a few weeks.

“However, in one helicopter we brought a prototype winch for use with MiGs tomorrow. I’m here to monitor its effectiveness in a field trial akin to a real quick response. Aleks and Nadia, I’m sure you’ve more to add.”

Aleks gave the chief mechanic written instructions of where the dispersed site was, what equipment they should bring, and key vehicles like a small refueling truck and a fire tender, plus the time when they must be at the dispersed forest encampment.

“We’ll brief you Blue Flight pilots at 0800,” added Nadia. “We all leave at designated times to arrive in sequence. Mariyka and I will lead in the Eurocopter Tiger to ensure there are no unwelcome intruders. Aleks will bring our new mechanics to observe, learn and then return the vehicles here.”

“When the test flights are complete, I will fly back to Dęblin with those due combat rest and without aerial transport. Just remember until we are back in Poland, this is a war zone.”

 **

Wednesday, April 17th – Forest road near Zarichchya, Lviv Oblast, Ukraine

Nadia hovered over the forest as she and Mariyka scouted for unwelcome intruders, although they knew Blue Flight would be on full alert as they approached the designated landing strip.

The ground crew had already found the area which the advance recce by Nadia and Aleks had designated as best for fast maintenance. With the fuel truck backed into the layby, there was still enough room for a MiG-29 to be maneuvered off the highway, refuelled and rearmed while other system checks were being made.

Further back in the forest was an area for an encampment if the crew were to remain overnight or longer. Aleks had already landed the Puszczyk here to offload the new mechanics and their equipment.

Nadia settled the Tiger to one side but continued to monitor the communication traffic and surveil nearby activity.

Mariyka climbed out with the prototype winch and went to co-ordinate the turnaround of each jet.

“Blue One requesting permission to land.” came Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko’s request.

“Landing clear,” said Mariyka as a colleague directed the MiG down. The turnaround was smooth, efficient, and fast.

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)

Adriana was ready to take off in just over 12 minutes but taxied down the highway awaiting her Flight sisters… or orders to leave.

“Tiger to Blue One. Immediate takeoff. Intercept incoming missiles. Everyone take evasive action.”

Mariyka climbed into the Eurocopter as Nadia prepared for a steep climb out of the forest. They scanned the combat area noting Blue Flight was already destroying the swarm of incoming targets.

However, three had evaded the jets and were streaking towards the maintenance area. But pilot and gunner both launched a salvo of Mistral infrared-homing short-range missiles that obliterated the danger.

The debris fell short of all except some spare tyres. The fire tender crew leapt into swift action saving most of the spares.

The Chief Mechanic, Anhelina Janda ordered the highway cleared of any wreckage before the Flight could land. The maintenance area was readied for more jets.

Nadia hovered over the forest clearing scanning for another attack.

“Blue One to Tiger, no hostiles in the area we will return as before.”

Having landed in the clearing, Mariyka climbed out and ensured the ground crew were at their station, while Nadia continued to run all the scans.

“Blue Two beginning approach.”

Lieutenant Olha Tkachuk made a perfect landing, and the ground crew shaved some time off Blue One’s. This time Olha took off immediately and joined her leader circling the forest.

The final two pilots, Sergeant Taisia Kovalchuk and Cadet Halyna Boyka, soon joined them, as the ground crew kept improving their turnaround time.

“Tiger to Blue Flight. Thanks for the success of the test with its real war episode. You are free to return to Dęblin. We will have our debrief when Aleks, Mariyka and I return.”

“Good flying Tiger.”

As the MiG-29s headed back to Poland, Nadia joined the ace ground crew clearing the final signs of an effective trial.

“You did the squadron proud today, lady grease monkey troop,” said Mariyka and they all laughed, slapping each other on the back and hugging. “The core of Blue Flight’s ground crew is flying back to Dęblin, but the others will take the next trip, although you can take time off in Lviv. However, I think your Chief Mechanic, Anhelina Janda wants to say something before you head back to Kalyniv.”

“Another impressive display… troop,” said Anhelina. “But I know we can be faster. We will have to be if that attack was not a coincidence. In future, we need to ensure the fuel truck and the armaments are further apart even if that requires a swifter response. Any suggestions on optimal positioning are welcome.

“Please can the two regular members of the troop returning to Kalyniv ensure our new mechanics meet the other flights? Don’t forget your combat break in Dęblin will be the priority next time… thanks to our new gals. And you are entitled to go into Lviv. Safe journey everyone.”

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Tiger in flight 2012. Author: Peng Chen     

Wednesday, April 17th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The night was descending on Poland by the time the two helicopters landed safely back in Dęblin.  

The four Blue Flight jets were being secured for the night with the help of cadets, but Anhelina’s troop climbed out of the Puszczyk to take over.

 Nadia was shutting down the Tiger to join the pilots when a fair-haired lanky man approached her.

“Awesome copter and stunning pilot,” he said in Ukrainian, but with a Polish accent, and she recognized him as the Academy’s helicopter instructor, Brajan Rudawski.

She smiled and then thanked him. “Have you flown in many?”

“Never but I know its specs and ability. I’ve seen you flying it and wondered…” He went red, hesitated… but eventually asked, “Is it hard to fly?”

She laughed. “The hardest one I ever mastered, especially in combat zones. Maybe when we’re both free, I can show you. However, now my colleagues and I have a debrief.”

“How about dinner later then, please?”

She glanced at her friends, then winked.

“Mariyka, can we get a late booking at the Zvenigora tonight?”

“Of course. Want to make it a double date with Sergei? Aleks as well?”

Brajan went redder, but asked, “Should I bring a friend then, or has she someone?”

“Not yet,” said Aleks in Polish as she approached from behind the Puszczyk. “Surprise me.”

“A booking for six people at nine, please,” said Mariyka into her phone.

*

The debrief with Major Vasy Chayka was intense due to the attack.

“How did the Russians know when and where to strike?” asked Lieutenant Olha Tkachuk. “That could have proved costly if they’d hit say the fuel truck refueling a crewed MiG.”

Nadia looked at Vasy hoping she had heard something, but it was her operation, so she made a suggestion.

“I suspect our recces were observed and there are still people with Russian allegiances reporting potential targets. A long-range enemy bomber with the means to detect a gathering of our size could have launched that attack safely inside Belarus. Fortunately, we had the firepower to shoot down every rocket and missile.”

Vasy shook her head. “But you were lucky and might not be next time.”

“Exactly,” said Nadia. “Next time we use three dispersed sites, set up in advance, dug in securely, camouflaged, and we only decide the ones used at short notice, even rotating the usage… much like you did in the opening days of the war.”

Everyone nodded and Adriana Pavlenko, Blue Leader said, “That makes more sense than blaming a fictitious spy in the squadron… which nobody has yet.”

“And my monkey troop will keep training,” added Chief Mechanic Anhelina. “Plus working with Mariyka’s engineers to devise better tools and gadgets to speed up the turnaround.

“While we are all here in Poland we can all train without the war raging around us,” said Aleks. “But don’t forget all those fighting every day.”

“I will send a report to Maksym at ACW as he may want other precautions put in place,”

*

Wednesday, April 17th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Mariyka welcomed Nadia and Aleks at the door of the restaurant and led them to their table. Their dates arrived late and nervous, but Sergei relaxed them by offering everyone complimentary drinks as he let his partner take over.

“My aunt Agnieszka is the owner and runs it with my sister Sabina and my partner Sergei’s help, I’m committed to the Engineering Project and test-flying refurbished planes.”

A young grinning waiter bounced up with the single-page menus, “And I’m Tomas. My mother and I worked with Mariyka’s mum in the sister restaurant in Lviv.” He choked on his tears adding, “Horribly, it was destroyed in a bombing raid which killed both our mums.”

Mariyka put an arm around the boy. “You are so brave. Please tell my aunt that I survived another secret op and my guests are here.”

When the tall woman with dark hair streaked white came out of the kitchen and embraced her, Mariyka introduced her aunt Agnieszka.

Nadia then presented, “Brajan Rudawski, who teaches the Academy cadets to fly helicopters, and you’ve met my friend and usual co-pilot Aleks Górski. Although today your niece took that role and learnt fast.”

“So, there’s hope for someone with my skills,” said Brajan and his friend chuckled. “Ignore Igor Dubicki, he’s jealous. Oh sorry, Aleks, this my colleague who knows everything about helis and more.”

Aleks smiled putting him at ease, so he talked.

“And I know the Eurocopter Tiger takes years to master, and crew new to the Tiger have to undergo substantial retraining due to the differences from older platforms. So well done Nadia and good luck Brajan.”

“True,” said Nadia, “But then my tutor said it is ‘the easiest-handling aircraft I have ever flown’. Though mastery under fire is tough.”

“Are you implying you’ve seen combat before coming here,” asked Brajan. “Where?”

Sergei pulled out Mariyka’s chair, saying, “Let’s sit and order before you answer that intriguing question.”

 The three couples sat and agreed to order, as recommended, a selection of Zvenigora’s best dishes to share.

Once their drinks arrived and they were waiting for the first courses, Brajan asked Nadia where she had seen combat and at what age.”

She took a shot of Pernod.

“For French courage, to suppress any demons. Anyway, my Witch sisters know the basics by now. French-Canadian mother, Canadian-Ukrainian father, moved to France when I was eight. My father taught me to fly, and I enlisted aged 17 in the French Air and Space Force. At 26 I was flying helicopters in the 4e  Régiment d’Hélicoptères des Forces Spéciales, primarily attached to the13éme Bataillon de Chasseurs Alpins.”

“Special Forces sounds intense,” said Igor, “Flying low and under fire.”

“Low-level flying a Eurocopter Cougar to get the troops in and out, in places like Afghanistan in 2011 aged 25, some of us flying the Tiger to harass and defend.”

Igor seemed suitably impressed, but he turned his attention to Aleks.

“You’re Polish by your family name Górski? Weren’t you a cadet here, probably when I was… but before Brajan was the hel-instructor. Did you graduate as a pilot… flying helicopters or jets?”

Aleks grinned. “Initially, I wondered about being military transport crew until I flew in an F-16, so that’s what I flew most in the PAF. although the dream is now a Gripen E, although the Witches only have Cs.”

The conversation eased as drinking and then eating took over. Even secretive comments were exchanged. A relaxed mood settled over them as they discussed their favourite dishes, although the sweet debate was postponed.

Then Brajan went serious, asking, “But why are Nadia and Aleks both flying helis in a fighter squadron?”

“My call,” admitted Nadia. “I joined with a mission requiring them, but they’re going to have other uses, But the priority has to be stopping all the aerial attacks—”

“Like on Friday, April 5th the senseless Russian missile strike that totally destroyed the offices of humanitarian organisation Médecins Sans Frontières in the Ukrainian-held town of Pokrovsk,” said Aleks. “They’ve been forced to suspend their medical humanitarian activities in Donetsk Oblast temporarily, except supporting emergency care and ambulance referral services.”

“And that kind of devastation happens every day throughout Ukraine,” said Sergei. “And the flow of Patriot missiles to defend the cities has become a trickle. That’s why every pilot is essential. But I can’t say what jet is best, or if a flying Tiger pounces best… sorry ladies.”    

Brajan and Igor whispered together. Then Igor held up his hand for silence.

“After we order the sweet finale to an amazing meal, I have a proposal before we debate culinary choices.”

The dessert order was another sharing. But first Igor had a suggestion.

“I’ve discovered that the Puszczyk is used primarily for ferrying ground crew between bases, but out of a crew of six, two always remain, although taking turns. What happens if one of the ground crew learns to fly?”

“One person gets lonely and steals a vehicle,” said Aleks. “And I become redundant.”

“No,” said Brajan. “You become Nadia’s indispensable co-pilot in the integral Tiger. Both of you perfect your skills in the Gripen. Igor and I help you train Puszczyk pilots, and with Mariyka’s ace engineering team we built a co-pilot’s chair and basic armaments for one helicopter needing love… like all of us.”

All they could do was cheer and kiss.

Gradually the meal drew to a satisfied conclusion with Agnieszka reminding everyone about Zvenigora’s next movie night on Thursday April 25th, screening the 2015 film Battle of Sevastopol’ in Ukrainiian.

When it came to paying for the wonderful meal, all agreed to split the bill evenly, despite Brajan trying to insist he’d invited everyone so he should treat them all.

“However, I chose the restaurant,” said Nadia. “So, under Witches rules I must pay a forfeit. Which has to be what you first wanted. Originally Brajan, you asked, ‘Is it hard to fly?’ meaning the Tiger. You meant to ask, ‘Can you show me how easy it is to fly? Correct.”

Brajan went redder than ever before, saying, “It was a stupid challenge admittedly.”

“Then be geared up for the flight of your life at sunrise tomorrow by the Tigress. Spectators welcome.”

*

Thursday, April 18th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

The first shafts of sunlight filtered through the trees beyond the end of Dęblin’s runway as Brajan walked out to the Eurocopter Tiger HAP, around which a crowd of well-wishers, curious Academy staff and cadets, spellbound Witches, and desperate press.

The first mike was thrust in his face, followed by two more.

“Is this stunt promoting the Academy’s commitment to Ukraine?”

“Will you be teaching this young woman pilot how to perform full loops and negative g manoeuvres?”

“Is the Academy acquiring one of these beasts?”

Fortunately, one of his senior Academy officials stepped alongside him saying, “All your questions will be addressed at the press conference after the demo flight.”

As he was assisted to the Tiger, Nadia said, “I hope this doesn’t get out of hand.”

“As do I. This was meant to be a friend showing me her craft… nothing more.”

And definitely not performing full loops and negative g maneuvers. Somebody was playing a prank. One of his students?

“I don’t know how so many came, even if I said ‘spectators welcome’. Let’s hope the major can turn this around… after we give them a spectacular show. First though, a quick tour of the Tiger before I ask you to take over the rear co-pilot/gunner station. I’ll pilot from the forward position.”

Noting the sophisticated equipment including the avionics, Brajan realized why the Tiger required substantial retraining, but he was glad to have a great teacher in Nadia and that he had absorbed so much as a trainer over the years.

However, knowing they’d be facing a press conference before this was over and having had some sample questions thrown at him, he was already dreading his impending fate. And if he told the truth would the press believe him? What would the one person who really mattered think?

Nadia.

“Brajan, prepare for take-off. Tell the control tower when we are ready to make a simple pass down the runway. Then prepare for some fancy flying. Just ensure that the air space is clear for an eight-minute demonstration of this bird’s abilities.”

He mentally prepared for loop and g manouveres, knowing he was in expert hands. Hands that made them seem normal, as they did flying upside down or demonstrating low level sweeps over the base, before one final climb into a barrel roll.

Eurocopter Tiger Air Display at ILA Berlin Air Show 2012 (full HD) by Soltau Cruiser patreon.com/soltaucruiser

“Your turn Brajan to close the demo in your own style, and then land. “

He chose his trademark climb, spin, then dive to 17ft above the ground, hover, nose dip bow, a fuselage turn 90 degrees, and nose dip bow. Then repeat at all four compass points before touching down. Simple but a crowd-pleaser.

Engines and rotors cut, then they climbed out to resounding applause.

Grasping each other’s shoulders they were led into a lecture hall that had been set up for a press conference with chairs for four speakers: Brajan Rudawski, Nadia Lysenko, Major Vasy Chayka, and the Academy’s Deputy Commandant, who spoke first.

“First, I must say the School of Eagles is proud to be able to provide one of Ukraine’s finest squadrons the 2022 Night Witches a safe haven to train on NATO’s best fighters as well as use our engineering facilities to rebuild and modify their MiG-29s whilst training our cadets… many of whom are here with their senior trainer, Master Engineer Krakarth.

“Second, I can answer a question put to one pilot and say ‘no’ this is not a stunt promoting the Academy’s commitment to Ukraine. Because our actions are our commitment. I suggest you now talk to the three others beside me. They are Major Vasy Chayka and Kapitan Nadia Lysenko of the Night Witches, and the Academy’s Senior Helicopter Instructor, Brajan Rudawski. First question over there, please?”

“Aaron Garcia from Vuelo del águila, ‘Brajan Rudawski, did you teach this young woman pilot how to perform full loops and negative g manoeuvres?’ If that isn’t confidential.”

Brajan glanced at Nadia who winked back.

“Let’s say I inspired her. What do you think? Can women fly in combat? Of course, ask the lady who she is and be surprised.”

Aaron defiantly asked, “What combat experience do you bring to this squadron please, Kapitan Lysenko? Are you Ukrainian?

Nadia took a microphone. “Apologies if this is lengthy as some have heard this already. At least now everybody can read or hear the truth.

“First, I’m Kapitan Nadia Lysenko of the 2022 Night Witches Squadron. Although my mother is French-Canadian and my father is Canadian-Ukrainian, we have lived in France, since I was eight. But now I’m Ukrainian and always will be.

“Second, do I bring any combat experience to the Witches? Not as much as the Major, but some. I flew with the  4e Régiment d’Hélicoptères des Forces Spéciales, primarily attached to the13éme Bataillon de Chasseurs Alpins and saw action low-level flying a Eurocopter Cougar to get the troops in and out, in places, sometimes flying the Tiger to harass and defend, like Afghanistan in 2011. Also the 2nd Ivorian Civil War in 2011 and seven years later in northern Mali flying Eurocopter Tigers and Eurocopter Cougars.”

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KAPISA PROVINCE, Afghanistan – A French Army AH Tigre helicopter takes off and heads out to participate in a joint U.S. and French live fire helicopter exercise at Forward Operating Base Morales-Frazier Jan. 23. The exercise consisted of a pre-mission brief, walk around of aerial assets, and live-fire practice on the FOB’s Blue Max range. Pilots and combat ground controllers took the opportunity to practice communication between the two forces. (Photo by U.S. Air Force Staff Sgt. Kyle Brasier, Kapisa Provincial Reconstruction Team Public Affairs) – Author DVIDSH

The Deputy Commandant thanked Nadia for the clarifying answer and then invited another questioner.

“Jane Wetherby from Chayka News Network. First, greetings from Canada and the UK. I’m wondering Major why a squadron of unique female pilots needs two helicopters when they are recruiting female jet pilots and training them on F-16s and Gripens?”

Kalyna gladly addressed the British journalist who helped the squadron promote itself abroad.

“Both helicopters fulfill different functions. The Puszczyk provides us with a fast means to ferry our ground crews to the various bases from which our flights operate. The Tiger as a powerful and stealthy attack helicopter provides our flights not only extra firepower, but considerable communication, jamming and surveillance capabilities, battlefield management and map display systems, which allows the two-woman crew to manage our attacks, Yesterday, in a covert operation, jets, helicopters, and ground crew stymied an enemy attack.

”Furthermore, our two heli-pilots are both fast jet pilots. Kapitan Aleks Górski flew F-16s in the Polish Air Force and Nadia Lysenko as a Lieutenant trained to fly fourth-generation fighters, primarily Dassault Rafales in the French Forces.”

The deputy commandant looked at Jane Weatherby hoping her questions were answered, but fearing the one question the Academy dreaded. He prayed for salvation in any form.

A young Nordic blonde attracted his attention with her killer business suit and slim briefcase.

“Carita Forsström from Swedish Aero News, a question to Brajan Rudawski, ‘With so many competitive and powerful helicopters on the market is the Academy considering acquiring one of these exquisite crafts after that awesome demonstration?”

Brajan noted the deputy shaking his head, so knew the answer. “Given the craft we already operate, cadets can glean the necessary skills and aptitude to proceed onto more demanding craft. However, the presence of the Night Witches here at Dęblin has already provided some invaluable lessons. We have already instigated a helicopter programe that will be invaluable, and I am sure that Kapitan Nadia Lysenko will show a few advanced students some of the extraordinary abilities of the Eurocopter Tiger HAP.”

The Deputy Commandant thanked Nadia and all the Night Witches for their contribution, plus all his staff.

Then Major Vasy Chaka reciprocated his kind words and closed the press conference. Furthermore, she invited the panel up to her office, plus the three journalists, Aaron Garcia, Jane Wetherby, and Carita Forsström.

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