Freedom Flights: Episode 20 – Shadow Strike

May 2, 2024 by rolandclarke

As we pass the end of 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. At least the aid bill has now been passed so we can hope, pray, and breathe again

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

Episode 20 – Shadow Strike

2024

Thursday, April 18^th – 2022 Night Witches Office, Dęblin Military Air Base, Poland

Major Vasy Chaka greeted each panel member as they entered her squadron office, plus the three journalists, Aaron Garcia, Jane Wetherby, and Carita Forsström. She had also requested some other key Witches, Kapitan Aleks Górski, Kapitan Mariyka Shevchuk, and Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko, plus Master Engineer Anatol Krakarth. Once she had offered them refreshments, she addressed them.

“I am pleased most of you came to learn what I had to say. The Deputy Commandant gave his apologies but hoped Instructor Brajan Rudawski and Master Engineer Anatol Krakarth would report back to him. Most of you know each other, except for our three press representatives, all of whom I have reasons to trust.”

She walked up to Aaron. “This man has written some insightful, in-depth analysis of the cutting-edge of military aviation, often risking his own life for an expose.”

She moved on to Jane. “If you hadn’t realized from her introduction, this is now a mainstay of Chayka Air’s PR machine and so the Night Witches’ media champion.”

The third journalist stood up, embraced Vasy, and then kissed her on both cheeks.

“Carita Forsström is special to me and my cousin Kalyna as her mother is Överste Alfhild Falkborg, the Colonel in the Swedish Air Force who assists us with our Gripen requirements and our dealings with SAAB. And all through our grandmothers helping Alfhild’s grandfather get crucial intelligence out of the Soviet and Nazi-occupied Baltic countries. Carita is also a respected aviation journalist… and our goddaughter.”

“Nothing is ever straightforward with you Chaykas,” said Mariyka.

“Which is why we held the press charade and what we say in here must remain confidential. Kapitan Lysenko you now better explain why you need a Tiger… without every detail.”

Nadia went to the wall map and briefly explained how some of the arms destined for Ukraine were being diverted, possibly feeding the lucrative arms smuggling racket.

“We successfully used the Tiger’s stealth abilities to track and close one of the routes into and out of Belarus. But there must be others. Until we get another lead, the Tiger will revert to its role of supporting the fighters far enough away from frontline positions not to be vulnerable to enemy ground fire.”

Brajan raised his arm. “I’ve been aware during this war of how helicopters can be vulnerable in just that situation… for both sides. The scheme using the Puszczyk to move ground crew around has flaws, notably being visible to the enemy, more so than trucks. However, Igor and have discussed some ways that could resolve this with Anatol Krakarth. Fitting basic armaments would be a starting point.”

“Another measure,” said Anatol, “would be applying ferromagnetic paint, like some F-16s have for suppression-of-enemy-air-defences, or SEAD, missions. But we may be unable to obtain the expensive American Have Glass V paint or the Israeli nano-paint which likewise simply absorbs the electromagnetic waves from radars and dissipates them as heat that scatters into the atmosphere.”

“Unless Chayka Air has the right contacts in the aero-paint industry,” asked Jane. “Need me to dig Vasy?”

“I’m sure we have them… or you’ll unearth some.”

Aleks went and peered out towards the helicopter bays.

“Nadia, could your contacts at Airbus or others help…we can’t be demanding too much already,” asked Aleks. “Or should we be keeping a low profile?”

“Probably. I was already worrying about crossing one of Putin’s movable red lines by using the Tiger in Ukraine airspace… or is that a concern for ACW?”

Everyone nodded, realizing the presence of the Tiger had gone unchallenged for the days of recceing landing strips, and then the missile attack being thwarted.

“If we use radar dispersing paint on the Puszczyk, arm it, and keep our flights to the minimum,” said Aleks. “We should operate under the Russian radar.”

“And our only major concern now is the smuggling,” said Nadia.

“However, I would like our media outlets to focus on the Witches training Academy cadets on a Eurocopter Tiger HAP, courtesy of Airbus Helicopters SAS,” said Vasy. “Nothing about other operations. However, if you can mention the opportunists who feed on the legitimate transfer of essential technologies, then we might trigger news of another smuggler route. Please, return here at midday tomorrow for another key news update.”

Mariyka called for their attention.

“You are all invited for a meal at 2000 in the Zvenigora Restaurant which has a few rooms for guests arranged by my aunt.”

Thursday, April 18^th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Geralt Sówka sat alone waiting for his contact to arrive. His only clue was the operative’s codename: Phénix. What sort of person should he expect? The codename was French, but he’d been given one in American, not his native Polish.

The only clue was his boss telling him to ask for a seat under a specific film poster, ‘Battle for Sevastopol’. However, the seat was on a long table laid for a party of thirteen. Who was the unlucky thirteenth?

“Don’t worry, they’re regulars,” said the restaurant owner, “They welcome company and you are one of our four special guests staying here tonight.”

Except his GROM special forces identity had to remain a secret.

Then a large group arrived, most in Ukrainian Air Force uniforms, and the owner went to greet them. Having chatted, she led them over to the table where Geralt was seated. An attractive Ukrainian airforce pilot approached him.

“Are you ‘Bald Eagle’ my contact?” When he nodded, she said, “I’m ‘Phénix’. I will ensure we can talk securely.” She turned to the owner and asked, “Agnieszka, please seat us at the far end from the other upstairs guests, although everyone is ‘approved’ tonight. Aleks will sit beside my guest, and then our instructors. Vasy can arrange the others.”

Geralt recognized her voice. “You’re the Tiger pilot.”

“Which makes you, the shadow leader. Just call me Lysenko, or simply Nadia.”

“If we’re breaking cover, I’m Geralt and I led the…” He glanced at her nearby companions, and added, “The other night.”

“Don’t worry they know, especially Aleks Górski. She’s my co-pilot for these types of missions. Our partners are the Academy’s helicopter instructors and are appraised of our activities concerning the Tiger.”

Nadia was sure there were no untrustworthy people at the table, even when the three accredited journalists arrived and were seated beside Vasy.

“Those guests are press I’m sure,” said Geralt. “Are your colleagues aware? If not—”

“Totally. My commanding officer at the other end endorsed them personally. The British lady beside the Latino works for the squadron’s PR company in Canada.”

“Canada?”

“Yes. The Majors are Canadian-Ukrainian as am I… but I served in the French Air Force, while they flew in the Canadian. That’s why some of our planes are ex-RCAF.” She noted his confusion, so changed the topic, “Why did you make contact?”

He looked around.

“Apologies if I act nervous, but nobody yet knows about this. My boss asked around his security clique and this meeting was set up… in a classy restaurant with Air Force clientele. Reassure me please, Phénix?”

Nadia knew why he was concerned, and how to assure him.

“Classy helps. Agnieszka knows the Night Witches are not only her best customers along with the Academy. But also our conversations can be confidential. So, she ensures nobody gets seated close to us… certainly never in range of sneaky recording devices. This is the most secure restaurant in Dęblin or Lublin.’

“That’s what GROM heard, so I’m satisfied… so far. Anyway, what do you know about Ukraine’s SnipeX Alligator Mega Rifle?” asked Geralt.

“Putin and his generals hate them and want one. It’s an Anti-materiel sniper rifle. Their effective firing range is 2,000 metres… and their maximum is 7,000 metres. So deadly, especially in the wrong hands.”

“Like the smugglers, you tracked from Belarus. They are refusing to say who supplied it. But they admitted there were others not in Ukrainian hands. Have any Ukrainian snipers with Alligators been reported missing or killed?”

“I can find out as quickly as possible. One call will set the query in motion. But it can’t end there—”

Aleks leant forward. “XADO, the manufacturer in Kharkiv… could someone be smuggling them from there? How secure is their operation?”

Before anyone could reply the waiter, Tomas, asked for their order. They all chose the daily Polish specials of spinach and mushroom pierogi, golabki, Kotlet Schabowy or pork cutlet with potatoes and beets. And all with plenty of vodka and spiced fruit juice or kompot.

Geralt finally pulled himself away from the food to reply to Aleks.

“I need help finding someone who can work unsuspected yet skilled. Until then, we need another lead on arms shipments—”

“Or worse,” said Nadia, “A high-profile target such as a politician or general, or a high-value materiel target like a plane or an armoured limousine.”

“My thought recently after counter-intelligence exposed the Polish general and had him removed from his position as commander of the European rapid reaction military unit, the Eurocorps. Whether he was working with the Russians is still unclear, yet he might have compromised a potential target for a sniper with a smuggled Alligator rifle.”

“Our priority then, so we need to liaise with my major soon.”

Vasy was oblivious to the critical discussion unfolding at Nadia’s end of the table.

But at her end, another problem was brewing.

“If the US Congress fails to release any more money, our political enemies may force us into an unfavourable peace treaty with Russia,” said Jane.

“And in the worst scenario it would cripple Ukraine,” added Aaron. “Russia would receive all the illegally annexed Oblasts, so the prime agricultural land and some once productive industries. They could even argue that more Eastern areas were predominantly Russian.”

“So, joining NATO might be forcibly denied by Russia to secure peace,” said Sergei. “I’d never trust Putin, although I was born and bred there. Ukraine will be victorious. Slava Ukrayni.”

He raised his glass and the whole restaurant echoed the battle cry.

“Fortunately, that false peace won’t happen,” said Carita. “Tomorrow, Godmother Kalyna returns from Sweden, I believe with hope.”

“I always trust your optimism, goddaughter, even if I never know what you or your mother are scheming. But you always surprise me,”

Carita embraced Vasy and laughed. “This time I’ve no idea what they’ve been concocting. Tonight, I’ll just concentrate on my report on the Night Witches. Does anybody have any scoops? Might be worth your while.”

Aaron licked his lips. “Trouble is my lips are sealed.”

Anatol shook his head, then clutched his head.

“Don’t know which is worse, intoxicated cadets or desperate journalists?”

“We could reveal our secret innovation to the MiG-29’s radar,” said Mariyka, winking at Adriana.

Friday, April 19^th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

As the dawn light washed over the main runway at the Academy, the two incoming Gripens were forced to abort their landing, as a flight of Alenia Aermacchi M-346 Master trainers slowly prepared for takeoff.

“Apologies Major Chayka. Cadets take precedence over visitors.”

The Gripens circled the base before all four trainers successfully lifted off.

“Notice anything unusual about those Gripens?” Vasy asked Adriana Pavlenko and Olha Tkachuk.

“They’re painted in our squadron colours,” replied Adriana. “So, we’ve been given two more.”

“They’re carrying more weapons?’ asked Olha.

“Right both of you, but has anyone noticed the crucial detail,” asked Vasy.

Everyone peered at the Gripens as they landed and taxied below them.

“They’re not Gripen Cs or Ds,” said Carita. “As I guessed Godmother Kalyna and my mother have persuaded SAAB to give us Gripen Es. But how? A touch of their magic?”

Gripen E – Gripen E_SWE_BRA – https://brand.saab.com/point/en/saab/component/default/32471

Vasy watched the two climb down from the jets, and then said, “Agreed. But we’ll learn more when they get up to the office.”

Major Kalyna Chayka led a slim blonde lady in. She was wearing the uniform of a Colonel in the Swedish Air Force.

“May I present Överste Alfhild Falkborg,” said Kalyna, “Without whose assistance I would never have persuaded SAAB to run their final combat trial in Ukraine of their Gripen E, the newest addition to the successful Gripen family.”

There was a buzz of excitement across the room, among the pilots and the three journalists.

“I better call all the ground crew up before all the inner workings are exposed,” said Mariyka Shevchuk. “Maybe even our core engineering cadets.”

Within ten minutes every space was filled by someone anxious to learn why the Night Witches were being honoured and trusted by SAAB to trial their baby in a war zone.

“Two weeks ago on April 5^th,” said Kalyna,”I was tasked with going to Sweden to investigate how this squadron could adapt more easily to a dispersed strategy as pioneered there. Fortunately, Chayka Air has established a fruitful relationship with some key people, including this lady, Colonel Alfhild Falkborg of the Swedish Airforce, whose grandfather, Överstelöjtnant Alvar Ljungborg was flown out of the occupied Baltic countries in 1944 by the two sisters, who founded Chayka Air with their husbands.”

Kalyna stopped to let people register the history. Then she let Alfhild continue.

“Over the decades since that business was founded, my grandfather stayed in touch with the sisters, and eventually their granddaughters, as did I with all three of us flying fast jets. Then came SAAB, whom my grandfather and I work closely with.

“Fast forward to 2022 and the rebirth of the Night Witches. When we were asked to help secure Gripens, we managed to source eight Gripen Cs, although we wished it had been more. With the restrictions on NATO-designed jets operating in Ukraine, it became hard to do more than send one trainer jet, a simulation programme, and two trainers. However, the imminent arrival of F-16s made it imperative we do more.”

Kalyna stood up again beside her Swedish friend. “As soon as I contacted Alfhild, she arranged a meeting for us with key SAAB personnel and Swedish Air Force decision-makers. It wasn’t easy persuading them to allow their prized Gripen E be combat-tested in a European war, where a Swedish test-pilot would be classed as an act-of-war.”

“Although,” added Alfhild. “I pointed out that we already had a Ukrainian squadron flying Gripen Cs, led by two former Majors in the Royal Canadian Air Force. However, before any Gripen E flies in Ukraine certain criteria must be met. First, SAAB’s senior test pilot and top trainer will bring a couple of two-seater Fs for training your best pilots. Second, the combat mission cannot happen before the first two F-16 squadrons are deployed. Third, the mission should involve every Gripen in the squadron, plus any additional craft that would secure the airspace. Any questions so far?”

“Impressive, Överste Alfhild Falkborg,” said a figure at the back of the room – Makysym Bondarenko. “I’d be much happier if you were overseeing the operation.”

“Definitely, Maksym, it was one of my requests that everyone accepted. If you will permit me to work with you, the Majors and their flight leaders, plus anyone else essential, then we can plan an integrated combat mission that truly tests the new Gripen’s attributes. We know from the experiences of Swedish and Brazilian squadrons what the challenges are.”

“Now, unless there any crucial questions,” said Vasy. “Everyone else can return to your duties. We can meet again as usual in the Zvenigora at 2000 if you want.”

As ground crew, cadets, and the junior pilots left, the senior officers faced the expected press questions.

“I presume this is all embargoed, but until when?” asked Aaron. “I’m presuming intentional elements of the helicopter misdirection can be used while we wait.”

Vasy put an arm around his shoulders, but her words were meant for them all.

“The Night Witches is your primary story in that this squadron is unique in its history, its mission, and its multiple personalities. So there are many avenues to explore from helicopters to new strategies that provide features. Start with Nadia and helicopters, then build on her to create a rich tapestry.”

“That’s what I did,” said Jane. “Now we have a following. There are so many great stories here. Yes, the Gripen E will be a big one as it gradually breaks, but we must report it cautiously without alerting the enemy.”

Kalyna pointed through the window as the ground crew moved the new Gripens into the hangar where the others were.

“At first we need to be unclear as to what Gripens they are training on or what for. Then there is the when this happens. This will mean controlled releases for specific results, especially as we don’t yet know when the F-16s are coming.”

Carita Forsström listened to the discussion, but she had heard most of it from her mother already. She needed a different approach, maybe playing on the latest news story.

Her doodling trigger became

RECRUITS

“Trust my goddaughter to take the lateral tack. Although the latest changes to the mobilization laws will primarily affect troops on 600 miles long frontline, you’re wondering about the women—”

“Especially those wanting to get through aviation academies who might choose to join the Night Witches. Can you help me, Maksym? Okay, some may come from here, but I need to talk to those about to pass out of Kharkiv National Air Force University.”

“I can arrange that, although in the meantime there are some cadets here who want to become Witches. Kapitan Mariyka Shevchuk knows which ones as at least three are involved in the MiG-29 rebuild programme.”

Thursday, April 25^th– Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

It was Carita Forsström’s last night in Poland before travelling overland to Kharkiv National Air Force University with Mariyka Shevchuk and her cadets. They were travelling in a group for company and safety and ostensibly to exchange ideas on best training methods. Major Vasy was joining them to promote the 2022 Night Witches as an all-female squadron with a proud history.

Vasy had already arranged a humanitarian convoy of vehicles through Chayka Air to deliver en route desperately needed equipment, supplies, medicines, drones, respirators, and anything advised by humanitarian bodies. Some of the equipment primarily drones would be used to identify suitable dispersed bases for Gripens, which could prove invaluable in the next stages of the war.

Normally without a war the journey would take around 14 hours, but they were prepared to take a week or longer with diversions and interruptions. Maksym was aiming to find them safe stopovers, but nothing was guaranteed.

“From the vehicles parked in the base parking areas,” said Daria Jankowski. “I fear we’re going to present a tempting target to the enemy.”

“I hope someone like Major Chayka has realised that,” replied her fellow cadet, Maja Andrysiak. “We are probably going to need to travel in smaller groups… or with more protection.”

“Fighter escort,” suggested Mariyka Shevchuk, although she was preparing for the Monthly Movie Night.

Nadia rushed into the restaurant with her friends, Brajan Rudawski, Igor Dubicki and Aleks Górski and headed straight for the table under the ‘Battle for Sevastopol’ film poster. One oriental woman was waiting for her.

“Sorry, we’re a bit late. Guys, this is Captain Song Ji-Yeon, a Republic of Korea Army arms expert.”

Geralt Sówka arrived a few minutes later, and once everyone was introduced and Geralt bowed to Song Ji-Yeon, she explained why she was there.

“Kapitan Lysenko has described the problem with the Snipex Alligator, so I have agreed to pose as an official buyer for the Republic of Korea Army as our K-12 needs replacing. And a visit XADO-Holding Ltd in Kharkiv would be an ideal way to investigate the factory, with my special forces bodyguard… as I believe you can pose as Ukrainian.”

Geralt bowed again. “I would be honoured to accompany you. A humanitarian convoy leaves this airbase tomorrow for Kharkiv so we could safely join that. Now the USA has approved the aid for Ukraine there will be a few military convoys to worry the Russians and draw their fire.”

Mariyka Shevchuk stood at the front of the restaurant and made an announcement.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please find your table and seat for tonight’s movie. If you haven’t ordered your drinks and food, you still have ten minutes before our showing of the 2015 joint Russian-Ukrainian production, ‘Battle for Sevastopol’ filmed in Russian but fortunately, we have a copy dubbed appropriately in Ukrainian. Note that this is the true story of legendary Ukrainian sniper, Lyudmila Pavlichenko in the Red Army.”

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

“That was a brave and tragic woman,” said Adriana Pavlenko. “Just losing one flight sister felt traumatic. Lyuba will haunt my memory.”

“I keep seeing her name, Sergeant Lyuba Stasiuk on the squadron Roll of Honour, and gets tears of sadness and pride,” said Taisia Kovalchuk.

“Then you remember Sable Flight’s calamitous two pilots and three ground crew dead in one incident,” said Adriana. “And they keep flying.”

“Like our brave troops at the front,” said Vasy. “Get some sleep sisters and face tomorrow determined as ever.”

She went and joined Nadia’s group planning their sniper strategy.

“Was the film a distraction or a focus?”

“A focus on how deadly a rifle in a determined fighter’s hands is,” said Nadia. “That’s why I’m so relieved Geralt is going with Song Ji-Yeon tomorrow… and in your convoy. A pity we can’t fly you all there.”

“Maybe safer this slow way like your tortoise,” said Song Ji-Yeon.

Friday, April 26^th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Geralt couldn’t believe the size of the convoy leaving Dęblin and hoped they weren’t attracting too much attention. It had taken most of the morning to arrange the optimum order to have so many disparate vehicles. But there had to be reliable groups staggered among them – like his team.

At least Ji-Yeon beside him in the front of the M35 2½-ton cargo truck was relaxed, after hearing Vasy’s reassuring words about the military convoys being the prime targets not humanitarian ones like theirs. Plus, their trucks known as “Deuce and a Halfs” no longer had Canadian maple leaves on them, but were still reliably equipped. There were also six Red Cross ambulances travelling with the convoy.

Bombardier MLVW during a Canadian Forces army demonstration – Tyler Brenot

Beside them, the four MiG-29s of Blue Flight were preparing to leave for their three weeks of combat missions from Kalyniv airfield. Aleks Górski had already flown their ground crew to the base in the armoured Puszczyk helicopter, so their jets could be readied for their next mission.

For a short part of the journey, the convoy would sense they had a fighter escort above them.

Friday, April 26^th – Kalyniv Airfield near the Polish border

“Scramble all flights” came the frantic message over all the station comms, as Kapitan Maryna Sobol and Sable Flight climbed into their MiG-29s.

Their four jets took off, promptly followed by the four Gold Flight planes, then the two flights of Sukhoi Su-27s stationed temporarily at Kalyniv.

“Follow Sukhoi 1 towards Lviv,” came a commanding voice. “Then Sukhoi 1 and Sable Flights are to intercept Russian cruise and hypersonic missiles launched at our energy facility near Stryi. Likewise, the Chervonohrad facility must be defended by Sukhoi 2 and Gold Flights.”

As Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko led Blue Flight into Kalyniv, she noted the airfield was on alert. Chief mechanic Anhelina Janda and the full ground crew were ready to refuel and rearm the MiGs for combat.

Anhelina pointed to the control tower, just as the base commander’s voice came over her comms.

“Everything is being scrambled following enemy attacks all over Ukraine. They might bring our training Flights over here at this rate.”

Adriana prepared herself for a long night.

Waiting just across the border as their convoy was slowly allowed through the farmers’ blockade, Vasy wondered if this could take many more hours.

Had it been a mistake to take so many vehicles to maximise the aid they were bringing to so many desperate people?

Were the farmers deliberately taking longer than necessary to search every vehicle?

Was information being fed to the Russians?

Suddenly there was a thunderous roar as a squadron of Polish F-35 Lightnings flew low along the border.

“That doesn’t seem normal procedure,” said Mariyka Shevchuk. “Not unless they’re on a night exercise.”

“I’ll call Kalyna on our scrambled line.”

All evening jets had been operational around Dęblin and the Witches had been on edge.

Finally, after Vasy rang, Kalyna had rung one of her senior Polish contacts.

“RSZ Operational Command says its aircraft are operational, so they’re warning people this could cause increased noise levels in the southeastern part of the country.”

“Exercises?” asked Kalyna.

“Not exactly. Aircraft from our air force and other NATO allies have been scrambled following Russian attacks on Ukraine. Hasn’t your Air Command alerted you?”

“Not yet so I ought to ask them as we have some of our pilots still in Dęblin. Many thanks.”

A few minutes later, when Maksym rang she knew there were just enough pilots and MiG-29s for one flight.

“If you need us, sir, we can leave within the hour… or we can send our attack helicopter. Which helps more?”

MBA 4,222 words

Slava Ukrayni

Freedom Flights: Episode 19 – Hidden Resource

April 20, 2024 by rolandclarke

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

Palace in Dęblin
– Author
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 16^th – 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 17^th – 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.”

Wednesday, April 17^th – 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 17^th – 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 5^th 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 25^th, 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 18^th – 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 2^nd 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 FOBs 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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Slava

Ukrayini

Freedom Flights: Episode 17 – Life and Death

February 14, 2024 by rolandclarke

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

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

See you for the end credits.

Episode 17 – Life and Death

2024

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘Something’s wrong’ thought Kalyna.

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

Fingers of dawn light spilled onto the runway.

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

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

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

She threw on her military parka as she ran outside.

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

“Where are Gold and Blue flights?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Katia asked, “So, nobody was injured?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dawn brought six more Witches home.

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

Relief and sadness swept through the curious gathering.

Kalyna raised her hands for silence.

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

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

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

She sat down and let Maksym talk.

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

A shout of defiance resounded around the room.

“Slava Ukrayini”

Having allowed the gathering to settle, Maksym continued.

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

Maksym sat down as the Polish trainer stood and spoke.

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

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

She paused to clap her star squadron, then continued.

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

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

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

Ottilia embraced Klaudia before speaking.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mniszech Palace and park
, Deblin. Photo: Dkamelio photo

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

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

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

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

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

The restaurant filled up, testing the service.

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

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

Mariyka chuckled, knowing what was entailed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As the lights were dimmed, Agnieszka introduced the movie.

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

The screen flickered into life.

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

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

Slava Ukrayini

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

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

Any suggestions?

Freedom Flights: Episode 16 – Beacons of Hope

January 19, 2024 by rolandclarke

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

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

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

Episode 16 – Beacons of Hope

2023

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Once the guests were seated, Aliona welcomed everyone.

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

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

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

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

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

She paused, and everyone looked at their lists.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When coffee was served Aliona introduced her special guests.

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

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

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

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

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

Katia continued.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everyone clapped, then repeated the battle cry.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

An ominous silence swept over the restaurant.

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

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

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

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

Slava Ukrayini

#IWSG – Another Year

January 3, 2024 by rolandclarke

This is the first Insecure Writer’s Support Group post of 2024 so, Happy New Year to everyone. May this year prove better than the one past, despite any gloomy predictions… forecasts which should be ignored as always.

2023 felt like a turbulent year from my health and my wife’s to writing and world events. I’m praying for positive developments in 2024, starting with everyone’s health… not just mine. As this is a writing blog, I wish you all a fruitful year, filled with inspiration.

I must prioritize completing the revision of Fevered Fuse and avoid distractions. Unfortunately, another urgent deadline is approaching fast… my 2023 tax return due January 31^st. However, I cannot ignore world events, from Red Sea piracy to primarily the war in Ukraine. Even with the final draft of my Welsh police procedural preying on my conscience, I still get diverted by nightmares… well, Night Witches.

The WEP/IWSG challenges may be over, but I intend to continue writing episodes of my saga about the Ukrainian Chayka family. Even over New Year’s Eve, I was updating my notes about my fictional squadron. In 2024 the war will enter its third costly year – the third year of my coverage. However, I pray that a just peace with reparations will soon be reached. Then, that will be a perfect conclusion to the Freedom Flights collection.

Slava Ukrayini

Finally, I am hoping this post is seen by friends whom I have lost touch with over the last few years. This occurred in part because I stopped checking my Facebook pages. If you are one of those who wondered where I disappeared to, comment below and I’ll attempt to rekindle our friendship.

Every month, IWSG announces a question that members can answer in their IWSG post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience, or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.

Remember, the question is optional!

January 3 question: Do you follow back your readers on BookBub or do you only follow back other authors?

The easy answer is I’m not conscious of having any BookBub readers, nor if my single novel is on the site. To be honest, I haven’t read anything on BookBub… well, not that I remember.

Sorry.

The awesome co-hosts for the January 3 posting of the IWSG are Joylene Nowell Butler, Olga Godim, Diedre Knight, and Natalie Aguirre!

Finally, don’t forget to visit more active writers via the IWSG site:

Insecure Writer’s Support Group

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG, and our hashtag is #IWSG.

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer – aim for a dozen new people each time – and return comments. This group is all about connecting!

Freedom Flights: Episode 14 – Embedded

December 10, 2023 by rolandclarke

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Episode 14 – Embedded

2023

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

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

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

Hearing a knock at the front door, Mariyka checked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maryna closed her eyes, letting Katia answer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mariyka nodded in agreement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Were you tempted to come here and help?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Inside the family lit candles on every windowsill.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slava Ukrayini

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

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