Chapter Three
Army:
I won't touch on certain topics here. I'll only take the social part.
Well, after getting an education, I went to serve.
At that time, there was already an internet girl from another republic. With her unforgettable as fuck history.
From a simple unsuccessful family to a whole rape. And here I won't guess whether it was all a fabrication or not, I'll leave that to the conscience of the ex herself. But to say that I believed it and humiliated myself extremely strongly for all this happening in my life means to say nothing.
And so, already ruffled by all the events, I flew off to serve.
At the beginning, everything went well, and then the shitshow started.
There was the first conflict with a comrade-in-arms and it went so far that I couldn't hold back and threatened him with a bayonet knife. And here I'll note, I didn't plan to cut or kill anyone, just the hand wouldn't raise. I just used the fact that the person would get scared, it worked for one moment, but then the company took a look at me.
And when the question arose whether I needed a psychologist, I agreed to go to him. As a result, the same shenanigans followed:
Useless
Weak
Unlucky
Clown
Sissy
Useless
Who knows nothing and doesn't want to know anything.
Disgracing everyone, disgracing himself, disgracing the army, his family. Disgracing everyone to hell! Damn it, killing is not enough! Honestly, it would be better if they killed me.
And when I was sitting at the post, with a rifle and live ammunition, I thought "damn it, how fucking awesome! I have in my hands a whole solution to my life's question, I can damn it just load a cartridge into the magazine, put the barrel to my head and put a period to hell on all my affairs" but I didn't decide, why, damn it, who the hell knows🤷♂️
But admit, it would be great if there were fewer idiots in the world. (Suicide is not a solution, do not succumb to this, if you have any difficulties contact a specialist or call the helpline)
A chance to somehow rehabilitate appeared. I was transferred to another unit, where I was able to restore the right to carry a weapon, and was able to serve normally until the end. There were difficulties, but not so hard.
Army:
I won't touch on certain topics here. I'll only take the social part.
Well, after getting an education, I went to serve.
At that time, there was already an internet girl from another republic. With her unforgettable as fuck history.
From a simple unsuccessful family to a whole rape. And here I won't guess whether it was all a fabrication or not, I'll leave that to the conscience of the ex herself. But to say that I believed it and humiliated myself extremely strongly for all this happening in my life means to say nothing.
And so, already ruffled by all the events, I flew off to serve.
At the beginning, everything went well, and then the shitshow started.
There was the first conflict with a comrade-in-arms and it went so far that I couldn't hold back and threatened him with a bayonet knife. And here I'll note, I didn't plan to cut or kill anyone, just the hand wouldn't raise. I just used the fact that the person would get scared, it worked for one moment, but then the company took a look at me.
And when the question arose whether I needed a psychologist, I agreed to go to him. As a result, the same shenanigans followed:
Useless
Weak
Unlucky
Clown
Sissy
Useless
Who knows nothing and doesn't want to know anything.
Disgracing everyone, disgracing himself, disgracing the army, his family. Disgracing everyone to hell! Damn it, killing is not enough! Honestly, it would be better if they killed me.
And when I was sitting at the post, with a rifle and live ammunition, I thought "damn it, how fucking awesome! I have in my hands a whole solution to my life's question, I can damn it just load a cartridge into the magazine, put the barrel to my head and put a period to hell on all my affairs" but I didn't decide, why, damn it, who the hell knows
But admit, it would be great if there were fewer idiots in the world. (Suicide is not a solution, do not succumb to this, if you have any difficulties contact a specialist or call the helpline)
A chance to somehow rehabilitate appeared. I was transferred to another unit, where I was able to restore the right to carry a weapon, and was able to serve normally until the end. There were difficulties, but not so hard.
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Chapter Four: Return to My Pit
Well, I'm finally home... But there's a catch: I've lost my mind. Literally🙂 due to constant stress and tension, without details, I just got PTSD and reacted to every clap and explosion as if I were on duty trying to find a radio and a rifle.
They gave me a month to rest... But it wasn't enough for me to recover after service. So with a broken brain, I went to work at a factory.
OH MY GOD how lucky I was to work in one workshop with my father and brother.🤗 It was fucking beautiful.
Naturally, my brother's opinion that I was a useless piece of shit remained, and I was good for nothing. But with half a heart, I passed the internship and started working.
Everything went wonderfully, I was finally earning money, there it is! Finally I'm not useless! I can be proud of something, I was useful for something! I worked for a year and I liked the job, I was stoned.
Then suddenly a coworker didn't like something about me. Because of which he just started spreading empty rumors that I was some shit worker. And the rumors were so strong that fucking everyone in the workshop knew. And EVEN WORSE! It reached my family.
And for about a month, that was the picture: I go to work, I get tired there, but I work normally, but I still get tired. I return home and they already start the tenth scandal about how I'm somehow shaming the family. DO YOU UNDERSTAND FUCK? SHAMING THE FAMILY, FATHER IS ASHAMED OF ME!
In the end, I couldn't take it again, I fucked off everyone, packed my backpack and walked on foot to another city just to walk around just to fuck off and get lost.
😈 And many found it funny, and what really was. Funny! Why are you whining, there is a war going on, why are you complaining about anything or are you the most important? 🥺 And indeed, I was a fucking devil at least then I thought about it.
Of course, they called me later and talked me out of my rash decision. Finally heard!!!! Right? Yes yes😊 of course.
The same old song. I refused to get hired at the factory, I got hired at a store.
I felt like I was at the bottom... And then I decided to swallow a handful of pills... Which turned out to be non-lethal
As they joked, "now you won't be able to shit for a whole month".🤔 (Do people die from constipation?)
I got fired, because of conflicts at work. Here I don't remember if I was the cause of them or the colleagues.
I got hired at the factory and just couldn't handle the workshop due to my physical capabilities due to the heat I just fainted. And at one of the places the instructors didn't want to teach me the position and in a month I didn't learn all the thermal energy.
In the end, conflicts in the family again, returning home with nothing.
Useless
Worthless
Well, I'm finally home... But there's a catch: I've lost my mind. Literally
They gave me a month to rest... But it wasn't enough for me to recover after service. So with a broken brain, I went to work at a factory.
OH MY GOD how lucky I was to work in one workshop with my father and brother.
Naturally, my brother's opinion that I was a useless piece of shit remained, and I was good for nothing. But with half a heart, I passed the internship and started working.
Everything went wonderfully, I was finally earning money, there it is! Finally I'm not useless! I can be proud of something, I was useful for something! I worked for a year and I liked the job, I was stoned.
Then suddenly a coworker didn't like something about me. Because of which he just started spreading empty rumors that I was some shit worker. And the rumors were so strong that fucking everyone in the workshop knew. And EVEN WORSE! It reached my family.
And for about a month, that was the picture: I go to work, I get tired there, but I work normally, but I still get tired. I return home and they already start the tenth scandal about how I'm somehow shaming the family. DO YOU UNDERSTAND FUCK? SHAMING THE FAMILY, FATHER IS ASHAMED OF ME!
In the end, I couldn't take it again, I fucked off everyone, packed my backpack and walked on foot to another city just to walk around just to fuck off and get lost.
Of course, they called me later and talked me out of my rash decision. Finally heard!!!! Right? Yes yes
The same old song. I refused to get hired at the factory, I got hired at a store.
I felt like I was at the bottom... And then I decided to swallow a handful of pills... Which turned out to be non-lethal
As they joked, "now you won't be able to shit for a whole month".
I got fired, because of conflicts at work. Here I don't remember if I was the cause of them or the colleagues.
I got hired at the factory and just couldn't handle the workshop due to my physical capabilities due to the heat I just fainted. And at one of the places the instructors didn't want to teach me the position and in a month I didn't learn all the thermal energy.
In the end, conflicts in the family again, returning home with nothing.
Useless
Worthless
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Chapter Five: The Big City
Again... With 26 thousand in my pocket, I decided to leave home. Because I simply didn't want to live there. And I really felt like an obstacle.
I moved to a friend in St. Petersburg. I got a job in a small shop... And guess what... Yeah, again, I couldn't handle the workload, because I had to serve literally 100 customers a day, doing ten tasks at once while replacing five people at once, I simply couldn't manage it. I quit... Went to a bread factory.
There I started working and it seemed to be going well.
Parallel to this, the friend I came to had his own conflicts in his family. His drunk stepfather almost tried to kill him, but I drove him off.
The result was that I had to move to a rented apartment.
Taking my friend under my wing. And I ended up in financial shit.
My friend wasn't in a rush to find a job, renew his passport, screw that. There's a feeder who is barely holding on so as not to jump off the balcony of the 12th floor.
Of course, through conversations, I managed to convince him to find a job.
And what about the bread factory? Lol forget it, same song. Heavy pace, starving due to lack of food and colleagues cursing me. I quit 🎹
Then a warehouse where they simply screwed us with the salary. And again the bottom, because we were evicted from the rented apartment because one guy considered himself very important and hated us, especially my companion.🔥 Fuck it.
And guess what, again nothing. Again I went home under the persuasion of my family.
A couple more conflicts, again an attempt to run away from my own problems. And again a return home.
Only at home they didn't wait for me joyfully, they just cursed me for the suicide attempt. Don't forget to note what useless shit I do, namely drawing and writing books, I am engaged in.
Again a useless nothing.
Again... With 26 thousand in my pocket, I decided to leave home. Because I simply didn't want to live there. And I really felt like an obstacle.
I moved to a friend in St. Petersburg. I got a job in a small shop... And guess what... Yeah, again, I couldn't handle the workload, because I had to serve literally 100 customers a day, doing ten tasks at once while replacing five people at once, I simply couldn't manage it. I quit... Went to a bread factory.
There I started working and it seemed to be going well.
Parallel to this, the friend I came to had his own conflicts in his family. His drunk stepfather almost tried to kill him, but I drove him off.
The result was that I had to move to a rented apartment.
Taking my friend under my wing. And I ended up in financial shit.
My friend wasn't in a rush to find a job, renew his passport, screw that. There's a feeder who is barely holding on so as not to jump off the balcony of the 12th floor.
Of course, through conversations, I managed to convince him to find a job.
And what about the bread factory? Lol forget it, same song. Heavy pace, starving due to lack of food and colleagues cursing me. I quit 🎹
Then a warehouse where they simply screwed us with the salary. And again the bottom, because we were evicted from the rented apartment because one guy considered himself very important and hated us, especially my companion.
And guess what, again nothing. Again I went home under the persuasion of my family.
A couple more conflicts, again an attempt to run away from my own problems. And again a return home.
Only at home they didn't wait for me joyfully, they just cursed me for the suicide attempt. Don't forget to note what useless shit I do, namely drawing and writing books, I am engaged in.
Again a useless nothing.
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Current time.
Now... Everything has more or less evened out.
I found a job where I work steadily, found some kind of inner core, and stopped giving in to any difficulties.
Of course, I haven't felt like a family for a long time. Honestly, I'm inclined to think that I am an unwanted child.
I finally found love and wow... It turns out I could be listened to and instead of judgment, shown the right path... It turns out, damn it, I could just be heard about what's going on with me and have some sympathy shown.
And I will suddenly respond in kind, not just be a pillow for tears but also help financially. And I myself will be support.
😊 Funny, bitch, paradox, isn't it?
Now... Everything has more or less evened out.
I found a job where I work steadily, found some kind of inner core, and stopped giving in to any difficulties.
Of course, I haven't felt like a family for a long time. Honestly, I'm inclined to think that I am an unwanted child.
I finally found love and wow... It turns out I could be listened to and instead of judgment, shown the right path... It turns out, damn it, I could just be heard about what's going on with me and have some sympathy shown.
And I will suddenly respond in kind, not just be a pillow for tears but also help financially. And I myself will be support.
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So that's where all my actions come from.
And my panicked thoughts.
And my lamentation.
And my self-flagellation.
And my hatred for my own creations.
🤓 That's me, Lova Foczhart (artist), damn it.
A fucking clown who lived a fucking comedic life.
🌸 Peace and happiness to you
And my panicked thoughts.
And my lamentation.
And my self-flagellation.
And my hatred for my own creations.
A fucking clown who lived a fucking comedic life.
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I wrote my biography not to show off or to highlight that I am some kind of special person.
I just decided to share it so you know who you are communicating with.
I am not special, it just turned out that way. For some it might be better, for some it might be worse🤷♀️
I just decided to share it so you know who you are communicating with.
I am not special, it just turned out that way. For some it might be better, for some it might be worse
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If anything, I don't hold any hidden grudges against my family. Anything can happen; everyone stumbles.
Am I upset about such a background?
You know, not really. Because in principle, my failures have taught me a lot. And without going through such a path, without seeing all that harshness and darkness, I would most likely have grown up as a completely different person, of course, depending on the circumstances.
If everything had gone smoothly over everyone's heads, I would most likely have become weak and greedy.
Having gone through even more blood and mud, I would have become evil.
But here, it's mostly just banal bad luck and my own stupidity. That's why I grew up kind, with a large dose of self-irony and a little bit of schizophrenia.
Am I upset about such a background?
You know, not really. Because in principle, my failures have taught me a lot. And without going through such a path, without seeing all that harshness and darkness, I would most likely have grown up as a completely different person, of course, depending on the circumstances.
If everything had gone smoothly over everyone's heads, I would most likely have become weak and greedy.
Having gone through even more blood and mud, I would have become evil.
But here, it's mostly just banal bad luck and my own stupidity. That's why I grew up kind, with a large dose of self-irony and a little bit of schizophrenia.
I finally figured out what the hell is wrong with my computer.... And then.
It's outdated.
It's outdated.
Yes! My graphics card with the new programs and the second monitor doesn't get along too well now.
Of course, I already redid the configuration, installed the update files correctly on the SSD.
I unloaded the system hard drive. I did a little shamanizing with the TDR delay.
And somehow I insured the computer against extra crashes to the BSOD. To say that I caught a couple of light heart attacks, well, there's nothing to say.
So yes, it turns out my hardware is just outdated.
Update the hardware, some will say: and fuck you, I will say. Because with the current economic situation, I won't update anything in the next year, even in the most positive case.
Of course, I already redid the configuration, installed the update files correctly on the SSD.
I unloaded the system hard drive. I did a little shamanizing with the TDR delay.
And somehow I insured the computer against extra crashes to the BSOD. To say that I caught a couple of light heart attacks, well, there's nothing to say.
So yes, it turns out my hardware is just outdated.
Update the hardware, some will say: and fuck you, I will say. Because with the current economic situation, I won't update anything in the next year, even in the most positive case.
So that's it, there will be no more streams even if I really want to, I'll limit myself to drawings and writing. I'm also deleting heavy games.
No one lives forever 🇺🇸
"-THE CHECKPOINT IS COMPLETELY DESTROYED, COMPLETELY DESTROYED! HOW MUCH LONGER DO WE HAVE TO WAIT HERE?" "-219, this is Bird 2, low on fuel, need to return... Oh fuck!..... *Connection cut*" "-This is Bird 1, this is Bird 1. Bird 2 is falling, falling,…
The personal tragedy of each assault direction on Givert-sur-Ji is undoubtedly interesting. However, let's cut corners; I will still have time to tell about each event in detail, if I survive until that moment. And who knows, maybe I will make it.
Investigation into the case of Dayam Bobel and the outcome of the storming of Giver-star-zhi.
What was the Ministry of Defense doing while soldiers of the IFCCF were dying in Yeenland?
Celebrating the New Year, to some extent you will be right.
The Ministry of Defense of the CCF began to notice a budget leak from the state treasury, to which a corresponding measure followed.
The SCAD together with the SFID and the CDIA (Central Department of Internal Affairs) conducted an investigation into the case of theft of state property and the case of financial fraud. The trail led them to the then Minister of Defense of the Armed Forces of the Canine-chat Federation, Dayam Bobel Da'Li.
Dayama himself did not appear on that day at the congress of the Central Council of the Federation on the issue of the Yeen conflict. Moreover, he was not even at home. Where was he?🤨
And he was arrested at the border with Tagria. Foxtovian border guards noticed suspicious behavior by Bobel; the minister was nervous and rushed so much to cross the border that he began to conflict with the border guards, who for reasons unclear to him began to perform their duties according to the regulations.
Receiving news of the detention of the Minister of Defense of the CCF, the commander of the military unit reported to the local commander of the DIA detachment in Viltav, Southern Foxtovia.
You probably will ask, "wait a minute, but isn't Tagria a republic within the Federation?" Yes, Tagria is part of the CCF, however, military personnel are required to undergo special inspections. Plus checkpoints are set up on all borders between the autonomous republics of the CCF, so they check everyone. Moreover, the SCAD established a special security measure during military conflicts. Having learned from the bitter experience of the Foxtovian-Tagrian War, the SCAD decided on a special martial law regime in the country, under which citizens were subjected to inspection at border crossing points.
What was the Ministry of Defense doing while soldiers of the IFCCF were dying in Yeenland?
Celebrating the New Year, to some extent you will be right.
The Ministry of Defense of the CCF began to notice a budget leak from the state treasury, to which a corresponding measure followed.
The SCAD together with the SFID and the CDIA (Central Department of Internal Affairs) conducted an investigation into the case of theft of state property and the case of financial fraud. The trail led them to the then Minister of Defense of the Armed Forces of the Canine-chat Federation, Dayam Bobel Da'Li.
Dayama himself did not appear on that day at the congress of the Central Council of the Federation on the issue of the Yeen conflict. Moreover, he was not even at home. Where was he?
And he was arrested at the border with Tagria. Foxtovian border guards noticed suspicious behavior by Bobel; the minister was nervous and rushed so much to cross the border that he began to conflict with the border guards, who for reasons unclear to him began to perform their duties according to the regulations.
Receiving news of the detention of the Minister of Defense of the CCF, the commander of the military unit reported to the local commander of the DIA detachment in Viltav, Southern Foxtovia.
You probably will ask, "wait a minute, but isn't Tagria a republic within the Federation?" Yes, Tagria is part of the CCF, however, military personnel are required to undergo special inspections. Plus checkpoints are set up on all borders between the autonomous republics of the CCF, so they check everyone. Moreover, the SCAD established a special security measure during military conflicts. Having learned from the bitter experience of the Foxtovian-Tagrian War, the SCAD decided on a special martial law regime in the country, under which citizens were subjected to inspection at border crossing points.
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Bobel simply didn't know about this. Furthermore, the SCAD heavily concealed the fact of the existence of such a special security regime. Even the President of the CCF sometimes didn't know about it. I will run a few curses in the future about the SCAD's various secret affairs.
What did the investigation lead to?
It led to the fact that Bobel had committed no small number of deeds.
And a corrupt deal on the introduction of drugs into the ranks of the army. And the sale of information about the location and plans of military units in Yeenland. As well as the disclosure of plans for the location of military units on the borders with the URU.
Dayam Bobel was charged under the article of treason and sentenced to execution.
However, this execution did not greatly help the situation in the Yeenland War.
What did the investigation lead to?
It led to the fact that Bobel had committed no small number of deeds.
And a corrupt deal on the introduction of drugs into the ranks of the army. And the sale of information about the location and plans of military units in Yeenland. As well as the disclosure of plans for the location of military units on the borders with the URU.
Dayam Bobel was charged under the article of treason and sentenced to execution.
However, this execution did not greatly help the situation in the Yeenland War.
According to Bobel, his motivation was the hypocrisy of the Ayatos government, the disregard for civil liberties, and the opportunity to leave the country and start a new life in the states. According to Bobel's admission, the intelligence service of the URU provided him with the plan of betrayal: "Withdraw the CCF forces from the Yeenland conflict, and we will give you the opportunity for a new life." Bobel could not think of anything better than to cut off supplies to the military in Yeenland and hand over the plans of the International Army's forces to the enemy.
What was happening on the front?
Everything was going badly.
Units that fell into traps began to receive remaining reinforcements, which also got stuck in encirclements and endless battles for every approach and street.
Because of this, the number of casualties grew even stronger.
The Northern Group made an unauthorized decision to surrender positions and evacuate from the capital of Yeenland. During the retreat, the commander of the Northern Group direction died.
The Southern Group also sat in an encirclement for a long time, but managed to find a breach in the enemy siege, broke through it, and began to retreat.
The East, on the contrary, tried to hold positions, which they managed to do. However, they suffered heavy losses during the defense.
The West, in turn, coped with almost all assigned tasks.
The Fifth Lagoday showed a real master class in combat, and with minimal losses repelled all possible attacks of the Yeenland militia.
The East and West decided to hold their positions further.
However, an order came from above to stop the operation and retreat.
The West managed to retreat almost without problems, as they were fighting already weakened units of militants.
The East, however, found itself in a complete mess. After receiving the order to retreat. The commander of the direction tried to make a breakthrough by force, because of which the number of victims increased. The East lost ≈ 30% of its combat-effective personnel.
During the retreat, there was also complete desperation. Some wounded were simply left to die, and some were finished off on the spot.
Everything was going badly.
Units that fell into traps began to receive remaining reinforcements, which also got stuck in encirclements and endless battles for every approach and street.
Because of this, the number of casualties grew even stronger.
The Northern Group made an unauthorized decision to surrender positions and evacuate from the capital of Yeenland. During the retreat, the commander of the Northern Group direction died.
The Southern Group also sat in an encirclement for a long time, but managed to find a breach in the enemy siege, broke through it, and began to retreat.
The East, on the contrary, tried to hold positions, which they managed to do. However, they suffered heavy losses during the defense.
The West, in turn, coped with almost all assigned tasks.
The Fifth Lagoday showed a real master class in combat, and with minimal losses repelled all possible attacks of the Yeenland militia.
The East and West decided to hold their positions further.
However, an order came from above to stop the operation and retreat.
The West managed to retreat almost without problems, as they were fighting already weakened units of militants.
The East, however, found itself in a complete mess. After receiving the order to retreat. The commander of the direction tried to make a breakthrough by force, because of which the number of victims increased. The East lost ≈ 30% of its combat-effective personnel.
During the retreat, there was also complete desperation. Some wounded were simply left to die, and some were finished off on the spot.
Upon returning to their original positions, the soldiers of the capital battle heard "we are going home." However, this did not bring great joy. On the contrary, it completely broke most of the soldiers.
Yes, the session of the Federation Council decided to stop the operation in Yeenland.
The troops began to be withdrawn from the country.
Yes, the session of the Federation Council decided to stop the operation in Yeenland.
The troops began to be withdrawn from the country.
The conflict in Yeenland continued without the participation of CCF in it
In a nutshell.
American troops successfully established a beachhead in Henide. Naturally, they provoked their own operation against Himandusdachi. It proceeded with mixed success, but ultimately the grouping was liquidated.
As for the western direction, American troops also managed to crush the forces of the CCF and the Peshtun socialists.
However, it was difficult with the southern clans; Hijakgahatuch and Halomoonvak stood their ground to the death.
After the CCF withdrew from the war, the Peshtuns and Henides concluded a temporary peace to concentrate their forces against the southern clans. As a result of this temporary alliance, the West and North managed to defeat the South. However, after the victory, the Pashtuns and Henides could not reach new agreements, so the war continued.
In 2027, the war in Yeenland ended, at least its large-scale part. This was followed by three years of war against the remnants of resistance and terrorists from the ranks of radical Irvisists.
As a result, Yeenland ceased to live by the old traditions of the clan-caste system, and reconstruction began.
The USA kept its soldiers there for some time, but at the end of 2030 withdrew its troops, leaving Yeenland to the Henid Democrats.
American troops successfully established a beachhead in Henide. Naturally, they provoked their own operation against Himandusdachi. It proceeded with mixed success, but ultimately the grouping was liquidated.
As for the western direction, American troops also managed to crush the forces of the CCF and the Peshtun socialists.
However, it was difficult with the southern clans; Hijakgahatuch and Halomoonvak stood their ground to the death.
After the CCF withdrew from the war, the Peshtuns and Henides concluded a temporary peace to concentrate their forces against the southern clans. As a result of this temporary alliance, the West and North managed to defeat the South. However, after the victory, the Pashtuns and Henides could not reach new agreements, so the war continued.
In 2027, the war in Yeenland ended, at least its large-scale part. This was followed by three years of war against the remnants of resistance and terrorists from the ranks of radical Irvisists.
As a result, Yeenland ceased to live by the old traditions of the clan-caste system, and reconstruction began.
The USA kept its soldiers there for some time, but at the end of 2030 withdrew its troops, leaving Yeenland to the Henid Democrats.