Mariupol 9th Polk. I must say that the conditions were safe and comfortable. In the basement there was light, as well as some huge stores of various teas, coffee and sweets. The APC left the position in the afternoon. "Good" suggested walking across the field. Of course, I did not want to take risks, but the batteries on the second Mavik were poorly charged from the generator. From the nine-story building to the field where we could be seen, there was a little more than a kilometer, a good sniper with a good rifle and optics could, of course, try to kill one of us. But as Boyarsky sang, “What is a knight without luck?” Stretched, we're going. I got under sniper fire three times and so I was a little nervous - it's unpleasant to feel like game. Walked down the wheels, hoping, if anything, to fall right there. Going a quick step, I still could not resist and slightly slowed down the pace, fascinated by the picture of battles for the trench town. We went down to the tarmac, satisfied that everything went without incident. International Women’s Day Without Women is over. 9 March Morning