Stories of bold people. A farmer from a temporarily occupied Mykolaiv region:

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Video of the day today we speak with Alexander Viktorovich - a Ukrainian farmer from Mykolaiv region, who continues to work on the ground, assist local residents and resist the occupiers in the ranks of Bashtansky Territorial Defense. The farmer I'm hereditary and professional. My father was one of the first to develop agriculture in independent Ukraine. I graduated from the Agrarian Academy, traveled for two years in the United Kingdom.

Then I returned home and since then for 25 years I have been working on my land. I have a family farm with my wife and son on the border between the Nikolaev and Kherson regions. Most of our lands, along with the base, equipment and goods, came under occupation. Now everything is destroyed and looted there. My farm is about 100 kilometers from my home. In the first days of the war, the Russians invaded the territory of the base, began to shoot in the air, intimidating workers.

They made them open the office, broke the safe in my office. They behaved like savages. The Russian commander saw the Bible on my desk. He says to my colleague: “I am also a believing person. Give it to your supervisor and tell you that you will have order if you listen to us. ” And a colleague to him: "What order if you broke into us with machine guns and everything was destroyed here?" Many residents of Mykolaiv region were on the line of fire.

The invaders cut them away from electricity, from normal water supply. I helped what I could. He passed food, medicines, items for urgent purposes through volunteers, even the candles were - there was no light, and something needs to be illuminated in the evening. My lands were severely affected by shelling. Some are no longer suitable for the farm. But let them better get no one than they get to the enemies. One of my familiar farmer returned to his land after it was occupied.

I asked the Russians to give them the technique. But they didn't even want to listen. They were thrown into the basement, tortured for several days, then released. The base of another farmer, my neighbor, was explicitly blown out and removed it on drones. I think there can be no conversation with the occupiers.

What to talk about with the inhuminates who came to your land and at one point destroyed what you put your soul in? When the Russians went on the offensive, I took the weapon and entered the Bashtan Terroboro. Now, together with his brothers, we catch enemies in Mykolaiv region and pass them on the Armed Forces. I once removed our wounded battlefields. On the way back was under mortar shelling. The Armed Forces had already gone forward, no one left in positions. I knew that they were shooting at me.