Call sign Donbass

EPISODE 1

2022. FREE. Day. Spring. The Bald Steppe of eastern Ukraine. Wounded Russian soldier Ivan Bykov, call sign: "Donbass", is lying on his side in a trench and an unmanned quadcopter with antipersonnel grenades is hovering over him. The UAV of the Armed Forces of Ukraine sees the enemy, takes aim and drops a grenade without a check at the soldier. The grenade falls neatly between the body and the trench wall, from the chest side. Donbass immediately gropes for her in speed, picks her up and throws her aside with her feet away from the trench. The grenade explodes and does not hit the wounded soldier with shrapnel.

The quadcopter directs the second grenade into the opening from the young fighter's back. Donbass puts his hand behind his back and, having found it, throws it aside. An explosion occurs. Donbass looks up at the drone. He gets up with all his might and runs across the trench with the corpses of his colleagues to the dugout shelter. The quadcopter does not immediately begin to chase the fugitive and drops the next remaining grenades one at a time. It just smears. Donbass, clutching the wounded man's left side with his left hand, holds an AKM-47 assault rifle with an under-barrel grenade launcher in his right hand.

He stops, lies on his back and, pointing the barrel of a machine gun at random into the sky, shoots from the barrel at a hellish mechanical bird. A grenade with a roar and smoke flies out of the barrel and hits the drone's camera with a stone. An explosion occurs, and exhausted by the wound, Donbass sees shrapnel flying around. He loses consciousness.

EPISODE 2

Three years earlier. School. 11th grade classroom. A history lesson. The teacher stands at the blackboard and explains a new topic. There is a knock on the door. The door opens, and the principal enters the classroom with a new student. All students stand up.

– Hello students. Swami will now have a new student named Masha Bykova. She is a refugee from Donetsk. Her father is fighting in the militia. Well, that's it, Valentina Petrovna, continue the lesson.

The principal leaves the classroom. The teacher approaches Masha.

"Go sit in an empty seat." Over there, with Vanya Bykov.

Masha smiles, walks and shrugs her shoulders. Everyone follows her with their eyes. Masha sits down next to him. The teacher continues to explain the new topic. Masha opens her bag and takes out her supplies.

– hello. I'm Vanya. – Donbass holds out his hand for a handshake.

– And I'm Masha. – She shakes his hand.

– And what city are you from?

– From Donetsk.

"Have you seen the rockets explode?"

– no. I just heard it.

– That's it. Bykov, pay attention to the board. Otherwise you'll go out the door. And guys, focus on the topic. You still have an idea.

– I'm sorry, please. Masha apologizes.

– You see Bykov, Masha apologized. You can see it right away, upbringing. And you, Bulls, can only sleep in class. I hope, Masha, you will take over his patronage.

"Aren't you related?" Egor Bobrov asks.

– no. We are husband and wife. Masha answers coquettishly.

– That's it. Bobrov. You're going to the blackboard now.

"This is my cousin. – Donbass whispers.

– Congratulations. Masha answers. – Look at the board.

"I'm sorry. – Donbass turns his gaze to the board. "You're beautiful."