Freedom Flights: Episode 22 – Responsible Sacrifice

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

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

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

Episode 22 – Responsible Sacrifice

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

Su-24 storage at Bila Tserkva by Theo van Vliet

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Vasy turned to Mariyka.

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

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

“Okay let’s phone around the convoy.”

*

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

“Pigeon, rabbit and pheasant?”

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

Noises of content eating ended all conversation.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

**

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

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

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

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

Ji-Yeon pointed to a silvery glimmer ahead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

**

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

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

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

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

Poltava Air Base – Photographer: Ian French

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He led them inside and they stared at the Tiger.

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

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

“We can try… some may take longer.”

Perun was walking around the Tiger, fascinated.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*

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

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

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

**

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

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

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

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

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

*

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

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

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

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

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

FCA 2,708 words

Slava Ukrayini

Freedom Flights: Episode 21 – Right To Exist

Mid-May, so it must be time for another episode of Freedom Flights. This month, I’m taking a different approach with some of the Night Witches going on a road trip from Dęblin in Poland to Kharkiv on the Eastern Front, where since the trip was planned the Russians have launched some border incursions. Episode 22 continues the road trip before the attacks on some border settlements, which could cause a change to their destinations.

Until a just peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. At least the aid bill passing means 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 21 – Right To Exist

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Friday, April 26thDęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

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)

Although Kalyna had been sure of her facts when Maksym first spoke to her about the Ukraine-wide scramble, she wondered now if there were the right pilots to assemble an effective MiG-29 flight.

He must have detected confidence when she added the option of sending their attack helicopter… whichever helped more.

“If you leave Dęblin now while Vasy travels to Kharkiv, where does that leave the squadron? You two and Ksenia created this unique asset for the UAF… even if some haven’t recognized that yet.”

“There are other excellent leaders—”

“None with Chayka’s contacts, such as our Gripen future. Instead, I believe Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and her Tiger are another asset we mustn’t ignore.”

Kalyna was sure Maksym was plotting something, and knowing he saw a key role for the squadron, she played along.

“With the Gripens we now have and all the facilities Saab has made available, I’m willing to concentrate my energy on our Swedish future. But until the F-16s are combat-ready, what then?”

“You use your MiG-29s to keep Russian rockets, missiles, and drones from our skies.”

“And our helicopters to chase smugglers?”

 Kalyna knew there was more, but when Maksym was ready.

“I need to come back to Dęblin and chat with you and your copter guys about your contacts. Meanwhile, I wondered what you know about the Sikorsky Brigade fighting in Ukraine. Is 2100 at the Zvenigora Restaurant a good time to meet?”

“Definitely, Aleks Górski will be back from her Puszczyk run. Do you need the two trainers there?’

“Their input is imperative.”

**

Saturday, April 27th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

“If Maksym Bondarenko asked about the Sikorsky Brigade,” said Igor. “He’s head-hunting Nadia… or they want her chopper.”

“Never,” replied Kalyna. “He knows her value to us.”

“Very true,” said Maksym as he came in through the door behind them, letting Agnieszka escort the group to their usual discreet table.

“Good to see you again, sir,” said Brajan. “We weren’t sure what would bring you back with all the attacks.”

Kalyna arranged the seating as Maksym answered.

“All the attacks requiring every squadron scrambling, made me realise it was time to get ahead of the enemy. Especially as some of this team are already acting upon their concerns.”

“You mean my cousin Vasy and our goddaughter Carita chasing more recruits at the Kharkiv National Air Force University.”

“And Ji-Yeon and Geralt investigating disappearing Alligators from the Xado factory in Kharkiv,” said Nadia. “And would I be correct in guessing the secretive Sikorsky Brigade operate attack helicopters somewhere along the Eastern Front?”

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

Maksym wondered how much the Witches and friends had pre-empted his plan. Or was that Nadia’s deduction?

“Few know where they are, which puts the Russians at a disadvantage and keeps the Sikorsky Brigade alive and dictating the fight – but not forever. The Brigade is fighting with dated weapons and guile.”

“Whereas we have a superb advanced bird… but only one,” said Nadia. “So, how do we help them?”

“By forming a Night Witches Brigade,” replied Aleks. “Except where do we find more copters and pilots?”

Maksym looked round the table. “Which is why we are here… for ideas.”

“We never had many copters at Chayka Air,” said Kalyna, as she began creating a chart on her notepad. “I’ll create a spreadsheet we can all access and update on the cloud with verification. I’ll also check Chayka’s inventory and ask our team for viable contacts… plus give my daughter Aliona access to the file as she’s Acting CEO.”

“When I talked to Ji-Yeon about Korea’s S&T Motiv K14 sniper rifle,” said Nadia. “She mentioned they only operate rotary-wing aircraft. Maybe if she asks, they might donate something to us.”

“What about your Airbus contacts?” asked Brajan. “Another Tiger would make you formidable. I think fighting in pairs is a valid tactic.”

Tiger in flight 2012. Author: Peng Chen

“But again, don’t we need combined support from ground and air?” added Igor.

Maksym nodded and ordered food. “More priorities.”

**

Saturday, April 27th – Kalyniv Airfield near the Polish border

The convoy was spaced at secure intervals around the airfield in groups of three vehicles. Each group had camouflage netting to deter unwanted watchers.

Before Aleks flew back to Dęblin in the Puszczyk, she had offered anyone the last chance to return if they no longer wished to make the trip across Ukraine.

Once their encampment was set up, Vasy, Carita, Mariyka and the cadets headed for the Kalyniv canteen to meet the three Witches Flights as the pilots returned from sorties against the nightly Russian attacks.

Only a few ground crew sat in the canteen eating, and a lonely figure was drinking at the bar.

She turned and smiled when she saw the Squadron leader.

“Major Chayka… when did your flight arrive… Mariyka too?”

“We arrived in the convoy a few hours ago,” replied Vasy. “What about you, Tamila? I thought you were in a hospital in Lviv after you were shot down in January?”

As Vasy led them all to a table as they hadn’t eaten since lunch, Tamila explained.

“You’ll remember I baled out but stupidly smashed my ankle when I hit the ground. Well, the doctor thought it might have to be amputated.” The listeners gasped as she continued. “I was taken to the Superhumans Center in Wynnyky, near Lviv. As an orthopaedic clinic for the treatment of war victims dependent on a prosthesis due to amputation, they decided my ankle could be saved.”

“Great for you,” said Vasy. “They are doing amazing work with their patients, and one of our aid vehicles is going there already—”

“This is a story I must cover,” said Carita. “If that’s possible… and can Tamila come with me please, Vasy?”

“This keen journalist is my goddaughter, Carita Forsström. And this brave pilot is Lieutenant Tamila Medved, who flew with Gold Flight. I’m sure we can arrange for you both to visit the Superhumans Center, and then rejoin us.”

“Where are you going to, Vasy?”

She was about to explain when the flights started returning.

*

Tamila’s face lit up when Gold Flight came into the canteen and she embraced her Flight Leader, Anzhela Havrylyuk.

“Another safe sortie I see.”

“Thanks to my precious Larisa and her wizard ground crew. How soon before the doc passes you fit to handle g-forces?”

“Next week when I’m back from Kharkiv. First, tomorrow I’m taking this journalist, Carita Forsström to visit Superhumans at Wynnyky. Then, we’re going with Major Vasy to meet students at Kharkiv National Air Force University… and maybe recruit some to the Night  Witches.”

 “Good luck persuading Kharkiv National Air Force University students,” said Anzhela. “My year we were tough to persuade on anything— “

“If we mention one of our most hardheaded Flight Leaders was a Kharkiv graduate,” said Vasy from the next table. “Will we have every daredevil student volunteering?”

“Guaranteed. I just hope Mariyka, that without you and your absentee cadets here, there will be enough MiG-29s for these recruits.”

“Or other craft, given what my cousin implied in confidence earlier this evening. No guessing. We may make a crucial stopover in a few days, which might reveal more. For now, we must split up our unwieldy convoy as some vehicles have different stops to make, like delivering humanitarian supplies. On Thursday, May 2nd, we will rendezvous at another secured base nearer Kharkiv… details to be given to a few trusted individuals later tonight.”

**

Sunday, April 28th  – Orthodox Easter – Superhumans Center, Wynnyky, Lviv Oblast

“Over 10,000 of our people have lost limbs since Russia invaded in February, two years ago. Your friend Tamila was one of the lucky fighters not to need a prosthesis—”

“But I realise if a limb gets trapped before I eject, it was close.” Tamila shivered then asked, “Have you fellow aviators here… with prosthetics?”

“Yes. I can introduce you to Dmytro Kovalchuk.”

Tamila and Carita were led in a gym equipped with some impressive training equipment, although more amazing were those clients using everything. Men, women, even some kids, all with ingenious prosthetics that barely impaired them from exercising themselves to their maximum ability. And all under careful and expert supervision.

Outside on a sports court laid out for ball games and a running track, a dark-haired bearded man and a long blonde-haired woman were kicking a soccer ball to each other, then dribbling the ball skillfully down a line of cones. Both had prosthetic legs from one hip… Dmytro to the right, and the woman on the left.

Their nurse-guide persuaded them both to talk sitting on a bench outside running track, with Tamila agreeing to translate for Carita if necessary. Having introduced themselves, Carita asked Dmytro to explain his experience.

“I flew a Sukhoi Su-27 from the beginning of the war, moving from base to base to outwit the orcs. But last January, my flight strayed too close to some concealed troops…” He paused and closed his eyes. “All I remember is ejecting after being hit by some MANPAD missile. Luckily I sensed something so baled fast… but my seat failed, blowing off some of my lower right leg.”

“Dmytro blacked out,” said the nurse. “He was fortunate a medic unit found him, staunched the bleeding, treated him as best they could. He was taken to a medical station, who saved what they could of his leg, before sending him here.”

Dmytro stood and did some stretches, before concluding his survival tale.

“Although I regained consciousness a few times, it was here at Superhumans when I realised that I had friends to aid my struggle, from the moment my new limb was fitted, through all the therapy to help me adapt and use it, to now when others just like me are developing skills I would never believe were possible. Fun moments of skill like this ball control.”

Carita whispered a question to the nurse-aide who waved a hand in agreement.

“Do you want to fly again? In combat?”

“Both of course. It might take time, but I am already getting help relearning skills using my prosthetic friend… and UAF has installed a simulator a few of us use, like Polina here.”

Tamila turned to Polina and asked, “You were a pilot too? What did you fly?”

“Mil Mi-17s, an old Russian military helicopter, although they’re using more modern ones. Unfortunately, I was thrown straight into action having passed out of Kharkiv National Air Force University a few months before the invasion. The craft I was co-pilot in barely escaped Kharkiv when the Russians captured the city, but we were shot down a few months later in August while relocating for medivac duties well behind the front. My pilot died in the crash, but the engineer dragged me clear of the wreckage. We hardly had much fuel left, but enough left so there was an explosion that tore my leg apart.”

“And your engineer got you both to the med station you were heading for. But you lost your leg and the engineer his right arm. Both came to Superhumans for treatment.”

Carita and Tamila glanced at each other, and then the Swede said, “Strange coincidence, Polina. We’re going to your University to interview female students…  and to find recruits for our all-women squadron… the Night Witches even have two helicopters, a PZL SW-4 Puszczyk and a Eurocopter Tiger.”

“Awesome. I’ve flown a Puszczyk but only dreamt of flying in a Tiger. Two Tigers could seriously damage the enemy… especially with the NATO jets we’re promised.” She did some stretches to prove her fitness, then turned to the aide. “Nurse Borysova, have I recovered well enough to travel to Kharkiv National Air Force University with these fellow fighters, please?”

“Polina Moroz, I see no objection as long as your therapists agree. We can ask them after this evening’s Easter Service.”

“I hope you have room for another Witch with you, Carita and Tamila.”

As they agreed, Polina embraced them, and then kissed Dmytro.

“I won’t forget what we’ve shared these many months… and I’ll stay in touch as long as life lets us.”

*

Sunday, April 28th  – Orthodox Easter – Church of the Intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Lypivka, Kyiv Oblast, Ukraine 

Vasy, Mariyka, and the three cadets followed their local driver Andriy past the fruit trees towards the austere edifice with its red domes.

As they passed over the supplies and funds for rebuilding the church, he introduced them to the tenacious local priest.

“The fighting for our village was right here,” the Rev. Hennadii Kharkivskyi said. He pointed to the churchyard, where a memorial stone commemorated six Ukrainian soldiers killed in the battle for Lypivka.

“They were injured and then the Russians came and shot each one, finished them off,” he said.

Andrij explained how two years earlier, the building provided physical refuge from the horrors outside.

“Almost 100 residents including my grandparents sheltered in the basement chapel of this Church of the Intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary while Russian troops occupied the village in March 2022 as they closed in on our capital, Kyiv, 60 kilometres to the east.”

He paused looking around at the ongoing repair work.

“Rebuilding our unique church plays a part in Ukraine’s struggle for culture, identity and its very existence. Inside is another world, follow me.”

It was a blaze of colour inside. “The vibrant red, blue, orange and gold panels decorating the walls and ceiling are beautiful,” said Mariyka.

“They are the work of Anatoliy Kryvolap,” said the priest. “He is an artist whose bold, modernist images of saints and angels make this church unique in Ukraine. He wanted to avoid the severe-looking icons he’d seen in many Orthodox churches and believed ‘that going to church to meet God should be a celebration’. Please, I pray you are joining us for today’s sacred ceremony.”

“Of course,” said Vasy. “That is why we chose to come with Andrij on this day.”

**

Monday, April 29th – Maidan Nezalezhnosti, Kyiv, Ukraine

The wide-cobbled Heroyiv Nebesnoyi Sotni Alley seemed the right direction to reach Maidan Square. Song Ji-Yeon’s directions had been spot-on so far. Unfortunately, the right-hand-drive British Deuce and a Half had struggled for the last few kilometres.

Geralt Sówka knew the brakes were overheating and with the hill ahead heading down into the square he faced a battle with them. He couldn’t rely on them at all. Instead, he kept shifting down through the truck’s 5-speed manual transmission. Plus its 2-speed transfer case gave the bonus of five extra gears to shift through.

Bombardier MLVW during a Canadian Forces army demonstration – Tyler Brenot

However, the weight of the truck with its passengers and cargo of essential equipment, made slowing the vehicle difficult. He even tried turning across the width of the road, avoiding all the parked vehicles and pedestrians.

Suddenly the road was blocked by a row of concrete planters. There was no room past them and going through the barrier felt reckless.

Then, glancing to one side, he saw a slip-road and threw a sharp left. Ji-Yeon was almost thrown into his arms. But the truck rolled to a stop.

Ji-Yeon flung her arms around him.

“Dramatic way you Poles get us girls… but I was impressed.”

She climbed out of the Deuce and a Half and pointed at the top of the memorial.

“That Statue of Berehynia, the Slavic Deity of Nature and Protection is appropriate and beautiful.”

“So, I’ll park and then we can go down and honour all the fallen heroes.’

She smiled and took two flags from inside her jacket, a Ukrainian and a South Korean, saying, “They’re a reminder of the sacrifices in the fight for freedom—”

“And the right to exist,” added Geralt, producing Ukrainian and Polish flags, before linking an arm with her nearest one.

Statue of Berehynia: ID 198575288 © Oleg Doroshenko | Dreamstime.com
On Independence Square in Kyiv, people put flags with the names of civilians and defenders killed by Russian invaders in Ukraine. This memorial is a place of remembrance and a reminder of the sacrifices in the fight for freedom. TinyStrawberry23 – reddit

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LINKS

The Superhumans Center for prosthetics and rehabilitation was opened near Lviv cityhttps://inventure.com.ua/en/news/ukraine/the-superhumans-center-for-prosthetics-and-rehabilitation-was-opened-near-lviv-city

‘Better than nothing’: Outgunned Ukrainian pilots take the fight to Russia in ancient Soviet-era helicopters https://www.cnn.com/2023/02/17/europe/ukraine-pilots-helicopter-russia-intl-cmd/index.html

Damaged in war, a vibrant church in Ukraine rises as a symbol of the country’s faith and culture https://apnews.com/article/ukraine-orthodox-easter-lypivka-church-russia-war-c2fda94fddcb0da2b258a631cb850f70

The way things could be: Freedom Flights. How far can I stray?

When I started writing Freedom Flights I intended to produce a fictional story set against as much of the reality of the current Russian invasion of Ukraine, until a just peace for Ukraine was reached. However, I gradually realized the fiction was overtaking the brutal reality. Deciding to create a fictional all-women squadron was an initial huge leap from reality, although it was created as a tribute to the real all-women Soviet squadron of World War II, known as the Night Witches or Nochnye Vedmy or Nachthexen.

Commander Evdokiya Bershanskaya gives a briefing to her “Witches”. (Archives Vlad Monster, http://www.ava.org.ru)

https://www.gracpiacenza.com/night_witches_eng.html


Two years on, I feel I’ve strayed a long way from reality, even if I include real events. And to develop things I’m on the verge of creating a road movie episode in which characters might become catalysts for future events. For instance, one character may be forced to take a step no politician has dared to… except perhaps Macron.

Tiger in flight 2012. Author: Peng Chen 

Can one individual force the supply of crucial weapons? Who initiated the surge in drone warfare?

Can a writer make their characters take such catalytic actions… as long as it doesn’t change history?

Whatever I decide to do, rest assured I will continue to remember the brave people fighting for our freedom in Ukraine. At least the aid bill has been passed so we can hope, pray, and breathe again. And maybe my intervention will mean something.

As always, links to the previous episodes can be found on my Freedom Flights page on the left-hand sidebar.

Slava Ukrayini