The world of drones where less space for people is: how the infantry of the Armed Forces lives in the modern war

Nowhere, apparently, perhaps during the storm in the middle of the ocean, a person does not feel in the hands of higher powers than in the leading positions. Advanced positions are a constant storm, even when everything is calm. When calm, it does not mean that the next minute will not fly a drone or mine. What is the greatest fear, the fear of unknown person for an ordinary person - there is every minute here, around the clock.

In the thunderstorm, huge water shafts have their rhythm and predictability. Immediately - imaginary shafts, each of which can wipe you from the face of the earth, they go unexpectedly, emerge from silence, no less deadly. You do not know if the attack is going on. You can come a column of tanks and BMP, loaded with a landing - missed by our drones. The hostile infantry can be surrounded through adjacent positions. You don't know.

Usually you are without an old man, and at best, a thin kilobyal channel of the radio binds you to the world of living. Through which you have no right to ask the questions that eat you all the time. During the hostile rock you have no right to remind yourself, to tell the commander, what are you, what maybe you have already left? The distances here sound completely different. When it is 300 meters, you can run quickly, and drones will not have time to react.

And when it is injured, these three hundred meters can last three hours, and it is very good. Several kilometers of logistics, which another year or a half were a question of 5 minutes - now it is a lottery, it is adrenaline tension in anticipation of horrific howls of propeller from the sky. A few kilometers of logistics are sometimes a few days, and sometimes it is forever.