24 Special Purpose Brigade. General Kanchukov: Does Russia need special forces? For participation in hostilities in Chechnya, they were awarded orders and medals
- 1. History
- 2 Impressions of eyewitnesses
- 3 Information for mom
- 3.1 Parcels and letters
- 3.2 Contact numbers
- 4 Your visit
- 4.1 How to get there
- 4.2 Where to stay
Place of deployment 24th separate brigade spetsnaz GRU, or military unit 55433, is the city of Novosibirsk. The unit was relocated to this locality in 2012, before that it was disbanded. At the moment, the personnel are almost completely transferred to the contract basis of recruitment.
Story
The unit was created on the basis of the 18th separate company special forces in November 1977, in the village. Peaceful near Chita. After some time, the brigade was transferred to the military camp of the Strategic Missile Forces not far from the 23rd site (the village of Kharabyrka, Chita Region). After 10 years, in 1987, the unit was transferred to the city of Kyakhta of the Republic of Buryatia, and then passed into submission army corps Ulan-Ude.
In 2001, the brigade changed its place of deployment to the village of Sosnovy Bor in the Republic of Buryatia. After the military reform of 2009, it was transferred to the city of Irkutsk, and then disbanded. In 2012, the division was created anew and transferred to Novosibirsk. The garrison, which housed the management and training units, was previously occupied by a motorized rifle formation.
Battle banner of the 24th separate brigade special purpose
eyewitness impressions
The garrison occupied by military unit 55433 is relatively small. It is located near the residential microdistricts of Novosibirsk. The infrastructure necessary for the military camp was equipped over the course of three years. Nevertheless, there is not enough space on the territory of the unit for full-fledged training of special forces soldiers. There is no specially equipped range for shooting and jumping. Soldiers have to train at the local airfield or at the Shilovo training ground along with motorized riflemen.
At the moment, the unit is staffed with contract servicemen. Soldiers live in a standard barracks, and officers live in small-family dormitories. The military personnel of the brigade themselves note that housing is provided only to family officers, because dormitory building - one on the territory of the brigade. The remaining residential buildings are under construction, many rent apartments in the Oktyabrsky district of Novosibirsk.
Construction of the soldiers of the unit
Despite the fact that a sports complex, a bathhouse and a medical unit are equipped on the territory, there is no elementary infrastructure that meets the needs of the fighters. Chipok-Tea is not working, and the ATM is located behind the checkpoint.
The educational building is under renovation, and the dining room has started working relatively recently. Prior to this, the soldiers ate in tents in the fresh air, but civilian staff did the cooking. Now officers and soldiers eat in the dining room, dishes are offered on a buffet basis (two options for the first and second for lunch).
Cleaning of the nearby area is carried out by civil outsourcing. On Saturday, the fighters of military unit 55433 are involved in the park and economic day (until 14.00). As part of the park and economic day, a bathhouse is also held.
Military intelligence day in part
The special forces take the oath on Saturdays at 10.00 am. The date of the oath is given to relatives, as a rule, by telephone. After the event, leave is allowed on the security of the passport of one of the parents. Married military personnel may be granted leave with an overnight stay. The official holiday in the unit is Sunday. On this day, soldiers can be taken on leave from 9.00 to 20.00. Applications must be written by relatives reverse side photocopies of the passport, the fighter himself writes a report addressed to the unit commander.
It is forbidden to use mobile phones during the course of a young fighter (lasts about a month before the oath). During the rest of the service, the phones are with the fighters, but they can only be used in the evenings. At the time of checks, mobile phones are rented - incoming and outgoing calls, phone gallery and social media accounts are viewed.
You can visit the soldiers on weekends, from 9.00 to 19.00. Relatives of conscript soldiers can see them any day, from 14.30, on Sunday they are released for the whole day.
Training class in the brigade
military personnel urgent appeal they mainly work out combat skills or are sent to daily squads to protect objects and the perimeter of the garrison of military unit 55433.
Both contract servicemen and conscripted officers and soldiers acquire equipment, uniforms and household items on their own. In the Oktyabrsky district, where the unit is located, there are supermarkets and hardware stores. Army supplies are best purchased at one of the military stores in Novosibirsk:
- "Arsenal" on the street. Krylova, 3;
- "Goods for the military" on the street. Lenina, 73;
- "SibVoentorg" on the street. Gogol, 34 in mall"District".
View of the parade ground of the 24th brigade of the Special Forces
Military personnel receive monetary allowances on the VTB-24 card. In addition to the basic salary, contractors are paid additional money for business trips, jumps and passing standards. Rehabilitation leave after business trips is not allowed, since all servicemen of this brigade receive an allowance for constant combat readiness in the amount of 50% of their salary.
You can get a contract in the GRU special forces when passing an urgent military service or if available higher education on military specialty. You also need to undergo a medical examination, a psychological test and pass the standards of the FIZO.
A medical unit operates on the territory of the military camp, and special forces can also be sent to the 333rd district hospital.
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We can't forget those days or nights
Not those harsh years.
But here we put an ellipsis,
Everything else is nonsense...
(G. Sukachev)
In the early morning of Wednesday, November 5, 1980, a passenger train
barely slowed down at a small station, then again began to dial
move and after a few moments disappeared into the frosty darkness, leaving
near the path of the only passenger who got off - a young lieutenant in
ceremonial overcoat with blue buttonholes and emblems of the airborne
troops. The officer picked up a heavy suitcase with simple lieutenant
belongings and went to the dilapidated station building with an unusual
named "Station Borzya".
His heart was anxious and gloomy, and his frisky and cheerful gait
was determined only by frost and bravado, brought up by years of cadet
studies in the Ryazan Air Force - landing school. Recently
the lieutenant graduated from the legendary, widely known in narrow circles
9 company of faculty special intelligence GRU. The order was
the military unit 55433 is indicated - the 24th special-purpose brigade,
Where was the lieutenant going? Judging by the document, the military unit
with the indicated number was stationed at the station Borzya Chitinskaya
area, it remained only to find out the address and introduce himself to the command.
The lieutenant decided to wait until dawn and then head for
search for the specified military unit. Dark waiting room
greeted him with warmth and silence. Gloomy Transbaikals for a long time
accustomed to numerous military men and did not show the slightest
interest in its presence. According to Professor Lambroso,
almost every one of the inhabitants of the station could be attributed to
criminals. As it turned out, this is the first impression caused by
the lieutenant's anxious mood was deceptive. But then,
the only exceptions were a few fashionably dressed women.
As the lieutenant later guessed, these were officer wives,
which the local population for some reason called "sheepdogs". Young
The officer put the suitcase near the window and pressed his back against the warm
battery. Among the gloomy mass of passengers, his attention was attracted
short stocky man in a short fur coat and a shaggy coat.
He clearly didn't qualify. For a ward
The man did not pull Lambroso, for the military too. It was obvious,
that the lieutenant was also seen by him. The man walked quickly
along the checkout windows, looking into the dark dead end of the corridor,
from which resounded loud sounds of drunken merriment.
Although the inhabitants of the corner were not visible, their criminal origin
one could have guessed without Lambroso's theory.
A man in a sheepskin coat, changing the route of movement, passing by
lieutenant, through clenched teeth:
- Cover me from behind.
The officer was confused and looked questioningly at the man,
and that one, annoyed by his dullness, returned and also
barely audible, but more articulately repeated:
- Senior detective Seryukov, cover me
behind.
Then, no longer looking in the direction of the lieutenant, he resolutely headed
towards the dark corner. The officer understood everything and was already facing
to the rest of the passengers and back to the detective. Seryukov
burst into a drunken company and yelled:
-Get up!
Having instantly determined who was the main one among them, he struck with his left hand
he was hit hard in the jaw. The leader fell to his knees. Here again
command followed:
- Get up!
Bold bully, not hearing a cry, but thrown up by rage
and the desire to destroy the attacker, rushed forward, but immediately collapsed,
getting kicked in the head.
- Get up! shouted Seryukov again. The ringleader of it again
did not hear, only for another reason - immovable, he was lying on
semi. His entire team, taking advantage of the confusion,
on all fours tried to escape, but was stopped by the next
officer's command:
- On the floor!
At this moment, from the post of the linear police department, attracted
noise, poured out three policemen. Seryukov, snatched the red
confirmation and continued:
-You bastards! Parasites! …, take them!
He was short and just as persuasive in his curses. Policemen
rushed to search the detainees, with trembling hands trying to put on
they are handcuffed. The lieutenant's intervention was not required, but
and acquaintance with the desperate opera did not take place. Speakerphone
announced the arrival of the train Krasnokamensk - Chita, and Seryukov,
winking merrily at the lieutenant, as if nothing had happened,
hid behind the doors.
Now that thirty years have passed since then, that is,
as much as since the end of the Great Patriotic War
before my admission to the school, it is already hard to believe that those young
I was the lieutenant. Where do these fantasies come from?
own life? Why joy, passing through the cold blizzards
years of life, cools down, and the bitterness of loss remains the same? Why are the most
difficult periods of our lives, after many years, are
the happiest? I have no answer.
Being a yellow-mouthed cadet in those peaceful seventies and eighties
years, I, looking at the gray-haired veterans laying flowers
on the graves of his friends, and could not think that after many years, and
myself, elevated by the young to the rank of veteran, I will pay tribute
to his fellow soldiers and classmates who died. my friends now
scattered around the world, we were separated by borders and thousands of kilometers.
There is no longer the country that we honestly served, but memory, it
always with me, and this documentary story is just an attempt to save
their names, to pay tribute to the officers and soldiers who served,
ever in the special forces of the GRU.
I am grateful to them for sharing with me all the difficulties of the service,
one for helping write this book with their memoirs,
others for leaving a bright memory of themselves, not letting them forget
that service, honest friendship, not spoiled by material
interest. There are no fictional characters in this novel.
episode or actor, only the names of some, by quite
understandably changed. Details, of course, the fruit of my imagination,
but... it's just details.
Winter in Transbaikalia always comes early and unexpectedly, but not
first snow, but bitter frost. For five years of service, I fell in love
Transbaikalia, the homeland of my father and grandfather. This region is only superficially gloomy and
unfriendly, as well as its inhabitants. Willingness to help
selflessness and devotion to those who are respected - distinctive features
Transbaikalians. In the future, I will have the opportunity to verify
in that.
However, such respect can only be won by fairness and
honesty, and this, you see, is not so simple.
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There is such wisdom: "Minutes drag on, hours go by, days and months run, and years fly by." That's right, that's how it happened. Now I am about the same age as the veterans of the Great Patriotic War were when I just started my service. So far, I have not been able to visit a single grave dear to me, lay flowers at the monuments to Oleg Onishchuk and Evgeny Sergeev. My personal mournful list is already approaching the number twenty.
Now I can safely spend time, as I dreamed then, namely: lying on the couch. I sleep a lot, eat heartily, I feel warm and comfortable, I have an expensive car, but why do I often return to those restless and difficult times in my thoughts? Why, when I hear the sounds of the march “Farewell of the Slav”, tears well up in my eyes, and my legs begin to twitch, like a circus horse, to the beat of the melody?
More and more often I plunge into memories, with difficulty overcoming the thickness of time, I get confused in the labyrinth of memory, and living pictures of the past appear before me, like old photographs. Here Captain Bocharov greedily swallows water from a glass poured for him by friends, instead of vodka, and at the same time does not even notice the substitution. A spree in an officer's hostel with two girls brought from Chita by no one knows. Here Sanya Zaikov, after a complete failure of the canopy, immediately jumps a second time to overcome himself and lands to the applause of his comrades. Here Boris Mesyatsev plays the guitar and sings: "... our youth of hope ..."
I'm back there among my friends. I joke and swear with them, I convince and argue, I rejoice and empathize, I know fatal mistakes everyone, I know their fate. I just can't give you any warning.
The pictures of the past are dimming, and a deep sleep covers me, an officer tired after a hard day ...
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Andrey Bronnikov
Special Forces Scouts. From the life of the 24th brigade of the GRU special forces
Dedicated to the officers of the Special Forces of the GRU
I express my special gratitude to my friends, Lieutenant Colonel Barsukov and Lieutenant Colonel Zaikov, for their help in writing the novel.
Chapter 1
In the early morning of Wednesday, November 5, 1980, the passenger train barely slowed down at a small station, then again began to pick up speed and after a few moments disappeared into the frosty darkness, leaving on the platform the only passenger who got off - a young lieutenant in a dress overcoat with blue buttonholes and emblems airborne troops. The officer picked up a heavy suitcase with simple lieutenant's belongings and headed for the dilapidated station building with the unusual name "Borzya station".
His heart was anxious and cloudy, and his frisky and cheerful gait was determined only by frost and bravado, brought up by years of cadet studies at the Ryazan Airborne School. Most recently, the lieutenant graduated from the legendary, widely known in narrow circles, 9th company of the GRU special intelligence department. The order indicated military unit 55433 - the 24th Special Forces Brigade, where the lieutenant was sent. Judging by the document, the military unit with the specified number was stationed at the Borzya station in the Chita region, all that remained was to find out the address and introduce themselves to the command.
The lieutenant decided to wait until dawn and then go in search of the indicated military unit. The half-dark waiting room greeted him with warmth and silence. Gloomy Transbaikalians have long been accustomed to the numerous military and did not show the slightest interest in his appearance. If you believe Professor Lambroso, then almost every one of the inhabitants of the station could be attributed to criminals. As it turned out, this first impression, caused by the lieutenant's anxious mood, was deceptive. But then only a few fashionably dressed women seemed to be the exception. As the lieutenant later guessed, these were officer wives, whom the local population for some reason called "shepherd dogs". The young officer put the suitcase near the window and pressed his back against the warm radiator. Among the gloomy mass of passengers, his attention was attracted by a short, stocky man in a short fur coat and a shaggy three-piece. He clearly didn't qualify. The man did not pull on the ward of Lambroso, on the military either. It was obvious that the lieutenant had also been seen by him. The man quickly paced along the checkout windows, looking into the dark dead end of the corridor, from which loud sounds of drunken fun were heard. Although the inhabitants of the corner were not visible, their criminal origin could be guessed without Lambroso's theory.
A man in a sheepskin coat, changing the route of movement, passing by the lieutenant, muttered through his teeth:
- Cover me from behind.
The officer was at a loss and looked inquiringly at the man, and he, annoyed by his dullness, returned and just as barely audible, but more articulately repeated:
- Senior detective Seryukov, cover me from behind.
Then, no longer looking in the direction of the lieutenant, he resolutely headed towards the dark nook. The officer understood everything and was already facing the other passengers and with his back to the detective. Seryukov burst into the drunken company and yelled:
- Get up!
Instantly determining who was the leader among them, he struck him with his left hand with a strong blow to the jaw. The leader fell to his knees. The command followed immediately:
- Get up!
The swaggering thug, not hearing a scream, but thrown up by rage and a desire to destroy the attacker, rushed forward, but immediately collapsed, having received a kick in the head.
- Get up! Seryukov shouted again. The ringleader did not hear this again, only for a different reason - motionless, he was lying on the floor. His entire team, taking advantage of the confusion, tried to hide on all fours, but was stopped by the next command of the detective:
- On the floor!
At that moment, three policemen poured out of the line police station, attracted by the noise. Seryukov pulled out a red ID and continued:
- What are you, bastards! Parasites! ... Take them!
He was short and just as persuasive in his curses. The policemen rushed to search the detainees, trying with trembling hands to put handcuffs on them. The lieutenant's intervention was not required, but the acquaintance with the desperate opera did not take place either. The arrival of the Krasnokamensk-Chita train was announced over the speakerphone, and Seryukov, winking merrily at the lieutenant, as if nothing had happened, disappeared behind the doors.
* * *
Now, when thirty years have passed since that moment, that is, as much as from the end of the Great Patriotic War to my admission to the school, it is already hard to believe that I was that young lieutenant. Where do these fantasies based on your own life come from? Why does joy, having passed through the blizzards of cold years of life, cool down, while the bitterness of losses remains the same? Why do the most difficult periods of our lives, after many years, turn out to be the happiest? I have no answer.
Being a yellow-mouthed cadet in those peaceful seventies and eighties, looking at the gray-haired veterans laying flowers on the graves of their friends, I could not have imagined that in many years I myself, raised by the young to the rank of veteran, would pay tribute to my fellow soldiers who died and classmates. My friends are now scattered around the world, we were separated by borders and thousands of kilometers. There is no longer the country that we honestly served, but the memory, it is always with me, and this documentary story is just an attempt to save their names, to pay tribute to the officers and soldiers who ever served in the special forces of the GRU.
I am grateful to them for sharing with me all the difficulties of the service, one for helping me write this book with their memories, others for leaving a bright memory of themselves, not letting me forget that service, honest friendship, not spoiled by material interests. There is not a single fictional episode or character in this novel, only the names of some, for obvious reasons, have been changed. Details, of course, the fruit of my imagination, but ... these are just details.
Chapter 2
Winter in Transbaikalia always comes early and unexpectedly, but not with the first snow, but with a bitter frost. For five years of service, I fell in love with Transbaikalia, the homeland of my father and grandfather. This land is only superficially gloomy and unfriendly, just like its inhabitants. Readiness to help, disinterestedness and devotion to those who are respected are the distinctive features of the Transbaikalians. In the future, I will have the opportunity to verify this more than once.
However, such respect can only be won by fairness and honesty, and this, you see, is not so easy.
On that frosty morning, I walked along a deserted street, bending under the weight of a suitcase, and looked with surprise at the houses covered with frost, darkened from time to time. Stalactites of frozen, rusty water hung here and there on the soaring heating main laid above the surface of the earth. I had already managed to freeze, having no immediate goal of my journey, I was thinking about where I could warm myself. Chrome boots, polished to a shine, did not give warmth, and the cadet courage did not allow the valves of a brand new hat to be lowered. Finally, the figure of a woman in light high fur boots and a quilted jacket appeared ahead. The Buryat woman, briskly moving her legs obviously adapted for riding, moved towards me.
"Sorry," I stopped her. It seemed to me that she had heard such a word for the first time, but nevertheless I continued: - Please tell me where the landing unit is located here?
I could only ask about the location of the airborne unit, since in those days the word "special forces" was strictly prohibited. Once, an ensign of our unit, entering a restaurant and seeing his brother-soldiers, joyfully yelled at the whole hall: “Healthy, special forces!”
The very next day I had the misfortune in the special department to answer for disclosure military secrets. He escaped with only a deep fright. It is now that a lot of "special forces" have divorced (including worthy ones), and then there was one - the GRU special forces, or the special forces of the GRU General Staff.
The Buryat woman looked at me and answered with an impenetrable face:
- However, boy, go to the hospital. Maybe you'll find something there.
Her answer baffled me. Firstly, I didn’t immediately understand her specific dialect, and secondly, what does “what you learn there” mean?
More by gestures than by her speech, I finally figured out the way and in a few minutes I was already at the hospital checkpoint. From the cold, I felt very warm there. The grubby fighter sitting behind the glass did not even bother to get up. It jarred me, but only to the extent that during the vacation I stopped feeling like a cadet. At that moment, I was not up to officer strictness. It was not possible to get an explanation from the stupid fighter.
- There, near the store, now there is a sanitary kung. Driver with airborne emblems, maybe yours?
I, delighted, rushed there, forgetting about the frost. The car, fortunately for me, was still there. Knocking on the cab window, he woke up the dormant driver and asked:
– Military Unit 55433 is yours?
“Well,” said the sleepy fighter.
- What's "well"? - I retorted, starting to get nervous from such impudence of a conscript.
“Well, ours,” he explained lazily.
- God bless! I exclaimed, instantly forgetting my annoyance.
At that moment, a thirty-something senior lieutenant approached, as it turned out later - the head of the medical service of the brigade. It was only later, when I arrived at the place of deployment of the unit, that I realized how lucky I was. Without it happy occasion almost certainly would have had to return to Chita to the headquarters of the district.
Business-like to complete indifference to others, an elderly senior lieutenant of the medical service, without further ado, stuffed me into a kung and immediately forgot about my existence. Visiting more than one military unit We returned to the brigade late in the evening. Fortunately, it was warm in the kung.
After a twelve-hour chatter in the car, in the dead of the evening, completely exhausted and demoralized, in an embrace with my suitcase, I fell out near the only five-story building.
The brigade was located between two hills in the middle of the forest, eight kilometers from the nearest settlement called Khara-Byrka. Previously, one of the positions of the strategic missile division was stationed there, which they always tried to place as discreetly as possible. This place was called the 23rd site. According to the SALT agreement, 1 missile base stationed here earlier was to be destroyed, which was done. The mines of the launchers were blown up, but the military camp was completely habitable. Almost fit. The first brigade commander, lieutenant colonel Eduard Mikhailovich Ivanov, accidentally discovered this place during a hunt, and after agreement with the higher authorities, the brigade moved here from the village of Mirny.
View of the 23rd site of military unit 55433
This settlement was the first PPD 1
PPD - point of permanent deployment.
Brigades. After the unit moved to the former missile site, the officer families remained to live in the village for a long time. The officers were taken to the duty station by bus. In the evening at nineteen o'clock he went back. Those who were late stayed overnight in the brigade. There were negative aspects in this, but on the other hand, they did not call for service without the need, which was successfully practiced in the future. The name "Tin-4" was only the postal address of the military camp of the unit. Maybe that's why there are so many discrepancies about the locations of the 24th brigade.
The "regimental" doctor, without remembering my existence, retired in the direction of the DOS glowing with cozy windows. The ambulance from which I had just unloaded my belongings had also left. Feeling like a first-year cadet, torn from my usual environment, I stood alone under the black sky of Transbaikalia and did not know what to do. After a moment of confusion, having identified the checkpoint by the star gate, I moved to the unit to look for the officer on duty.
23rd site
At the checkpoint, a fighter jumped up cheerfully behind a small window and did not even ask for a pass, but I was already not up to it. I went outside and wandered up the concrete path to the nearest building. Officers passed by, almost ignoring me. Only one of them muttered:
- Oh, new one.
- Where is the headquarters? I asked him timidly, and instead of answering, the captain waved his hand in an indefinite direction and also left. After that, it got really sad. Suddenly, from somewhere behind me, I heard a joyful exclamation:
- Well, finally, ours arrived!
Surprised at the thought of whom I could bring so much joy with my arrival, I looked around. Senior Lieutenant Yevgeny Sergeev ran towards me with open arms, short in stature, and this surprised me doubly. Possessing a splintered character, at the school, being a graduate cadet, he did not indulge us, first-year students, with special attention, but rather, on the contrary, he ignored us. His warm greeting touched me and slightly discouraged me, and he, understanding my condition, encouraged me:
“Don’t piss, we’ll arrange everything right now.”
Intercepting a soldier passing by, handed him my suitcase and in a tone that brooked no objections, ordered:
- It's for me and quickly!
He took me by the arm and immediately began to bring me up to date, talking about vacancies, characterizing company officers and giving helpful tips. From his lengthy monologue, I did not remember a word, but ... But! But I felt myself in my environment and began to calm down. While he was talking, we approached a two-story brick building and went straight up the high porch to the second floor. Throwing open the door of one of the rooms, Zhenya proclaimed:
- Well, here ours began to catch up.
In the room, I saw several more familiar faces, my older comrades, those who graduated from college before me. Smiling Bob Mesyatsev shook my hand, followed by a joyful welcome from the others.
After such a joyful reception, I immediately felt at home. If earlier, at the school, cadets of different courses did not communicate with each other, except for the service, rotating in different orbits, then everything was different here. Many I here, during the officer's service, learned anew.
Always in the GRU special forces there was an unspoken confrontation between graduates of the two schools. The fact is that the Ryazan Airborne School (the 9th company, and then, after expansion, a whole battalion) and the Kiev Combined Arms School were the main source of personnel for intelligence units. The Ryazan school trained officers for their intended purpose - for special forces, the Kiev one - for combined arms intelligence. The "Ryazans" rightfully considered themselves true special forces, having experience in parachute jumps and trained in the special intelligence training program. Later, with the advent of experience, the “Kyivians” became experienced scouts, but at first the difference was noticeable.
In addition, graduates Ryazan school from the cadets' "young nails" they understood that you couldn't make a career here, there were practically no general posts, so they served "for special forces", and not "for a career". The Kyivans had a slightly different vision, which in itself is not forbidden, but the difference in approach to the service was palpable.
The informal education of the “Ryazanians” was based on the traditions of front-line scouts of the Great Patriotic War, who were distinguished by their dashing disregard for danger, as well as discipline, since the very combat scouts were at the origins of the creation of special forces. The same could be said about the education of cadets of the special forces faculty, but this is a topic for a separate story.
I can only say for example that among the entertainments there was the so-called "cadet roulette". At the shooting range, the cadets stood in a circle around the fire and threw a live cartridge there, stoically waiting for it to fire and where it would fly. After the bullet hit the empty bucket near the leg of Kostya Kozhmyakov, entertainment of this kind ceased.
In the school, cadets of the faculty of special intelligence from the first to the fourth, graduation, course studied and lived together. In the service, the senior comrades went on duty in the unit, the younger ones - on duty, and everyone knew each other. The older ones took care of the younger ones. Moreover, the division was as follows: the third course patronized the first, the fourth - over the second. Once, at the beginning of my studies, having barely returned from the course of a young fighter, in the dining room of the school during lunch, rattling heavy boots, I went for tea. As soon as he took hold of the huge teapot, he realized that a second-year cadet of an engineering company was applying for it. I did not want to be left without tea, and I did not remove my hand. The cadet began to approach me menacingly. At that moment, at the nearest table, fourth-year student Khudyakov, lazily turning around, looked meaningfully at my opponent, and he, having understood everything, disappeared. However, showing discreet concern, the senior cadets strictly questioned us in the internal service, condescendingly referring to violations of military discipline, deliberately grumbling something like: "The youth has grown mad."
But here, too, everything worked according to the principle “what is supposed to Jupiter is not supposed to be a bull.” Everyone knew their place, and the “greyness” of the first year could not be compared with what graduates could afford.
The news of the arrival of the newcomer quickly spread around the officer's dormitory. “Experienced” lieutenants began to enter the room to get acquainted, as it turned out a little later - graduates of the Kyiv VOKU, who arrived a month earlier. Zhenya's concern for me has not ended. The same fighter that dragged my suitcase was again sent somewhere by Sergeev, and after a while he returned with a folded mattress and quickly made my bed. Following an old cadet habit, I took off the blanket to shake it out, and then I noticed some kind of gray dust on the sheet.
It was much later that I realized that the gray dust on the sheet was lice, but then it didn’t affect me in any way. In fairness, it must be said that this was not a common occurrence that no one fought against. On the contrary, they fought, and quite successfully, but from time to time pediculosis penetrated into the unit with bed linen from the army laundry in the village of Bezrechnaya.
While I was setting up my lodging for the night, a frying pan of fried potatoes, bread, and empty soldier mugs appeared on the table. My friends sat in a row opposite each other on the bed and looked at me expectantly. At first I did not understand what was the matter. Then it dawned on me, and slapping my forehead with my hand, I took out three bottles of vodka from my suitcase. Zhenya, edifyingly raising forefinger up, exclaimed:
- Here! I told you! Well, a graduate of the 9th company of the RVDKU could not come empty-handed!
Celebration of my arrival, and at the same time the Day military intelligence which coincided with my arrival began.
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Kandahar province
Early January morning was awakened by the roar of helicopter engines. Two "workhorses" MI-8, supported by a pair of MI-24s, raced along the concrete highway in alarmed wasps. The scouts thought intently, each about his own. The head of the operation, the deputy commander of the Shahdzhoy battalion, Major Sergeev, who was sitting behind a machine gun in the place of a gunner, carefully looked towards the ridge of hills visible in the distance. Just about the helicopters, according to the route, were supposed to turn at right angles from the concrete road into the Meltanai Gorge.
The group flew to the area of the village of Jilavur. The area was remote, located at the junction of the areas of responsibility of the Kandahar and Shahdzhoy detachments. Getting here was a problem for both of them, so the "spirits" felt at ease here. The plan of the operation was simple: to parachute, organize an ambush and then leave quickly to appear here again in two weeks, when the spooks calm down. Such infrequent but constant ambushes could, although not completely stop their actions, but keep the spooks in constant tension. This flight was the first of the planned, but only preparatory. the main task was to pick up a place for ambushes, landings and day camps. All this happened under the guise of an inspection operation, so there were four helicopters - the usual number for this kind of action. The inspection group was commanded by Lieutenant Cheboksarov.
Senior Lieutenant Kovtun occasionally glanced at Sergeyev. The day before, there was a quarrel between them, and Vladimir tried to determine the mood of his commander, although, of course, this could not affect their interaction in the upcoming operation. Meanwhile, both links turned sharply to the left and entered the gorge. Sergeyev immediately saw three motorcycles dusting ahead.
In Afghanistan, motorcyclists are unequivocally "spirits", so he immediately opened fire. Their belonging to the opposing side was confirmed by grenade launchers strapped behind their backs, as it seemed then. The helicopters picked up fire, firing as NURSs, and an ominous hiss was followed by a series of explosions. Dushmans turned out to be not a timid dozen: as soon as they saw the helicopters and realizing that they were about to be fired upon, they threw off their grenade launchers and managed to fire two return shots, to which the helicopter pilots responded with masterful maneuvers. The major, realizing that events would develop very quickly, turned on the radio station and ordered: "Cheboksarov is in the air," firing "in a circle for cover!"
Leaving one helicopter with reconnaissance in the air, Sergeyev could further count on the landing force, if necessary, at any point where he indicated. Fire support helicopters at this time, standing in a circle, were supposed to continue working with NURSs and machine guns. The major ordered his crew to sit down immediately. "Eight" worked out one volley of NURSs and abruptly went to the right for landing. As soon as the helicopter touched the ground with its wheels, the scouts jumped out and rushed in two groups to the lying motorcycles and the bodies of the destroyed spooks.
One of them managed to survive. He grabbed the case and ran away. Lieutenant Kovtun rushed after him. From the helicopters they realized that he was needed alive, and they beat him right in front of him to slow him down. Dushman also understood this and only added speed. Obviously, he managed to get away, since the distance between him and Kovtun was already about two hundred meters. Vladimir knelt down, inhaled and exhaled several times to regain his breath, and fired. "Darling" had no chance - Kovtun was a master of sports in shooting. Running up to the dead man, he pulled out a voluminous “diplomat” from the dead hand and wanted to open it right there, but the renewed whistle of bullets forced him to retreat. Kovtun was jogging, pulling his head into his shoulders, but doing nothing more to protect himself from aimed shots, he was returning back. Having reached the lying motorcycle, he tried to remove the MANPADS wrapped in a blanket (and that was it) strapped to the trunk. It didn’t work out right away, then Vladimir, saddling a motorcycle, started it and rushed to the helicopter. Sergeev ran towards him with a question:
- Stinger! Kovtun breathed out. Forgetting about yesterday's contention, they hugged each other, congratulated each other on their luck, but there was no time to rejoice. The fighters dragged two more pipes, one empty, and the other "Stinger" remained unused. All three MANPADS were hastily wrapped in a blanket, briefly examined the dead and loaded into a helicopter. In total, sixteen dushmans were destroyed in this battle. A group that sat on a nearby hill tried to come to the aid of three motorcyclists, and they suffered the same fate. In addition, a wounded dushman was captured, who was injected with promedol and also loaded into the G8. There was no time for a more thorough inspection of the battlefield, the place was quite dangerous, and it was necessary to urgently leave.
The helicopter took off. Already in the air, Kovtun, not even trying to shout over the rumble of engines, jabbed his finger at the folded antenna of the PRZRK. This meant that everyone was very lucky, the dushmans, either in a hurry, or not having fully mastered the new weapon, did not expand the antenna, and the shooting was carried out as if from a conventional grenade launcher. Otherwise, two helicopters would inevitably be shot down.
Not more than twenty minutes had passed since the first shot. Already in the helicopter they opened the case and realized that it was a complete set of technical documentation for the newly captured American Stinger MANPADS, up to the addresses of suppliers and detailed instructions by application. Shaking hands with the commander, Kovtun jokingly said:
- Georgievich, I look at the Hero of the USSR.
“Look at yourself,” he said.
However, in every joke there is a share of a joke. The fact is that before the appearance of the Stingers, helicopter pilots felt relatively calm in the air, but with their appearance, losses increased dramatically. A command was given to urgently obtain samples of MANPADS, and for a long time no one was able to do this. The special forces brigades even received a telegram signed by the Minister of Defense Marshal Sokolov, which stated that the one who first captured the Stinger sample would be awarded the title of Hero of the USSR.
Four were presented for the title of Hero of the USSR: the head of the operation, Major Sergeev, the commander of the Kovtun group, the commander of the Sobol helicopter group and Sergeant Aitbaev from the inspection group. However, as often happens, the command, which always generously gave out promises, did not keep its word - the Golden Stars of the Hero were not given to anyone.
“There was a lot of noise around this capture,” recalled Alexander Khudyakov, a friend of Evgeny Georgievich. - For four, they began to prepare documents for the Star of the Hero. Candidates must be photographed to complete the presentation. They photographed four people - Sergeev, Sobol - the commander of one of the "boards" Kovtun and Sergeant Aitbaev. But nobody was given anything. In my opinion, the sergeant received the medal "For Courage". Maybe the party punishment of Zhenya influenced, maybe something else. He is an honest, devoted man, he never prevaricates, he cut the truth-womb - not in a whisper, but in a full voice. A lot of bosses didn’t like it – hence the conflicts.”
Then many, even those who did not closely participate in the operation, received awards for this, but who remembers their names now? The names of the participants in that operation, and first of all, Evgeny Sergeev, will forever remain in the history of domestic intelligence. Major Sergeev went through many "hot" spots, and fate kept him. Even when, during the first Chechen campaign, his battalion was blown up by a land mine planted in the building of the gym, where they stopped for the night. The explosion occurred when the scouts were already resting. Then forty-seven people were buried alive. Lieutenant Colonel Sergeev survived by a miracle. A brick wall collapsed on him, and he, having received many fractures, lost consciousness. When he came to himself, he groaned in pain, they heard him and pulled him out of the ruins.
What neither dushmans nor Chechen terrorists managed to do in two wars was succeeded by human injustice and indifference. On April 25, 2008, on Good Friday, Evgeny Sergeev died of a fourth heart attack.
Hero of Russia Evgeny Sergeev
Only through the efforts of his friends, where one of the initiators was Alexander Khudyakov, the title of Hero of Russia (posthumously) was awarded to Lieutenant Colonel Sergeev on May 26, 2012.
The description of the capture of the first Stingers was made on the basis of Kovtun's memoirs and the story of E. Sergeev's close friend, A. Khudyakov, taken from the media, including the Internet. However, the following document leads to the conclusion that the evidence was insufficiently complete and comprehensive. This is natural, because everyone talks only about what he did and saw personally, but it is impossible to remember everything at once. This must be why some details were missed and the rest of the characters were undeservedly forgotten, in every sense of the word. Documentaries, TV shows and numerous publications, through no fault of the narrators, turned out to be tendentious, distorted the realities of that battle. Now there is no reason to alter or restore again all the episodes of that largely random event, but one cannot do without clarifications.
Performance
On Cheboksarov Vasily Agafonovich
Commander of a special forces group of a special forces company (on BMP) 186 separate battalion special purpose 22 separate special purpose brigades 40 OA TurkVO R-515552
title of HERO OF THE SOVIET UNION
1961 Russian member VAKSM since 1977 did not participate does not have
(called up) Isilkulsky RVC of the Omsk region
(awards) Awarded with the Order Red Star
Decree of the PVS dated 21.3.1986
(house address) Omsk region city of Kuibyshev st. ***
Art. Lieutenant V. A. Cheboksarov has been performing international duty on the territory of the DRA since April 7, 1985. After being presented to the Order of the Red Banner on September 8, 1986, he participated in 7 combat outputs to destroy rebel caravans, showing courage and heroism.
So, on August 17, 1986, during a raid on the settlement. Purdil led the group out of the intense fire of the rebels without loss, while the group destroyed 6 rebels, suppressed the calculations of the BO and DShK.
So, 01/05/87. year, commanding an inspection team in the region of 30 km southwest. Kalat, skillfully led the actions of his subordinates to capture the caravan. Having shown courage and heroism, he organized a battle under fire from the rebels. The bold and decisive actions of the group under his leadership destroyed 15 rebels, Z PU MANPADS "Stinger", 5 units. CO, 3 motorcycles and documents. Personally captured the complete PU MANPADS "Stinger". The group had no losses.
CONCLUSION: For courage and heroism shown in the performance of international duty, skillful actions in capturing a secret weapon of the rebels, he is worthy of the title of HERO OF THE SOVIET UNION with the award of the Order of LENIN.
(commander) 186 separate detachment special purpose 22 separate special purpose brigades 40 OA TurkVO.
According to reliable evidence from one of the participants in the events, immediately after the landing of the helicopter, in which E. Sergeev, V. Kovtun and several fighters were, landed MI-8 senior lieutenant Vasily Cheboksarov. It was he who was the commander of inspection group No. 711, and officers Sergeyev and Kovtun then had the goal of conducting reconnaissance for another military operation, which does not belittle their merits in capturing the Stingers.
24th Mechanized Brigade of the Armed Forces of Ukraine in the battles in Donbass
The 24th Motorized Rifle Brigade, perhaps, became the most combat-ready mechanized unit of the Armed Forces of Ukraine that took part in the 2014 summer campaign. The brigade, stationed in the city of Yavorov, Lviv region, was staffed by immigrants from Western Ukraine, who traditionally harbored anti-Russian sentiments. In many respects, this led to the fact that the formation, staffed by the Galicians, was sent alone to the zone of the so-called ATO.
The 24th mechanized brigade became the legal successor of the Soviet 24th mechanized Samara-Ulyanovsk, Berdichev order October revolution three times the Red Banner Orders of Suvorov and Bogdan Khmelnitsky Iron Division, as part of the optimization, it was reorganized into a brigade in 2003. The servicemen of the compound took part in peacekeeping operations in Iraq and Kosovo.
By the beginning of 2014, the brigade had the following composition:
Management (brigade headquarters)
1st mechanized battalion
2nd mechanized battalion
3rd mechanized battalion
tank battalion
Brigade Artillery Group
Battery of control and artillery reconnaissance
Company of snipers
Reconnaissance company
Communication node
Electronic Warfare Company
Radar company
Engineering Support Group
Radiation-Chemical and Biological Protection Company
Logistics Battalion
Repair and restoration battalion
medical company
Commandant's platoon.
The tank battalion was equipped with T-64 BV tanks, brigade artillery group of self-propelled guns 2S3 "Acacia". Mechanized battalions were armed with BMP-2, however most of armored vehicles required serious restoration after removal from storage. Most of the personnel were mobilized military personnel. The brigade was commanded by Colonel Pavlyuk.
In March 2014, the first battalion-tactical group was formed on the basis of the brigade, which was initially transferred to the Chernihiv region, where the junta was expecting a potential Russian invasion. In May, the BTG was deployed near Slavyansk, where it initially served at checkpoints. On June 19, units of the 24th Motorized Brigade entered the first battle near Yampol. Then the Armed Forces of Ukraine, with the support of aviation and armored vehicles, completely absent from the enemy, managed to disperse the militia battalion, although they suffered losses. The main burden of the clash fell on the BTG of the 24th Specialized Brigade, as well as the fighters of the 25th OVDbr, reinforced by airmobiles from Zhytomyr. During the battle, a reconnaissance company of the 24th brigade, which was the most combat-ready unit of the formation, was thrown into the attack as ordinary infantry. Success cost intelligence 6 people killed, including the company commander. In addition, during the battle near Yampol, the commander of the 1st mechanized battalion of the brigade, Major Lyashenko, was killed. Subsequently, the participants in the clash in informal conversations claimed that more than 20 fighters of the 24th separate motorized brigade were killed near Yampol.
In June 2014, the second BTG from the brigade was deployed to the zone of the so-called ATO, which went to the area settlements Dyakovo and Dolzhansky, located on the border with the Russian Federation. Subsequently, this BTG will be defeated in the Southern Cauldron. In the first days of July, the 3 BTG brigade arrived in the Luhansk People's Republic, which subsequently interacted with the 1st BTG.
On July 10, the 2nd BTG of the brigade suffered its first losses - an BMP-2 was destroyed in the area of the Dolzhansky checkpoint, two servicemen were killed. The next day brought heavy losses to the brigade. In the Zelenopillya area, the base camp of the 24th separate motorized brigade and the 79th special air brigade came under fire from the Grad MLRS. According to official figures, 30 servicemen, including 21 soldiers from the 24th brigade, were killed as a result of the shelling. According to unofficial data, the death toll ranged from 50 to 200 servicemen. Subsequently, the 2nd BTG of the brigade fought in the so-called South Gut until August 2014. It is worth noting that, unlike the soldiers of the 72nd brigade, who surrendered almost all armored vehicles to the militia and hundreds of them went to the territory of the Russian Federation, the BTG of the 24th Motorized Brigade retained relative combat effectiveness, which eventually allowed the remnants of the BTG to break out of the encirclement. The losses of the Armed Forces of Ukraine in the Southern Cauldron are still classified, which does not allow us to judge the losses of the 24th brigade in person during the fighting in the encirclement. In the Southern Cauldron, the BTG lost 14 infantry fighting vehicles out of 30 available. It is also worth noting here that, unlike the same 72nd brigade, which "gave" almost all materiel to the militia, 11 infantry fighting vehicles were destroyed and only three were captured as trophies. On August 7, part of the BTG managed to get out of the encirclement at Saur-Mogila.
On June 24, 1 BTG of the brigade took part in the capture of Lisichansk, after which, interacting with 3 BTG, as well as 80 OAeMBr, led fighting in the direction of Lugansk. During July-early August 2014, the BTG brigades managed to take Lutugino, Novosvetlovka and Georgievka, which put Luhansk at risk of encirclement. However, these successes cost the brigade dearly, which lost dozens of soldiers and one of the company commanders. In fact, by mid-August, the LPR militia managed to stop the Armed Forces of Ukraine and give the fighting a positional character.
The enemy offensive, which began on August 24, led to the collapse of the units of the Armed Forces of Ukraine along the entire front line. On August 28, units of the brigade were driven out of Novosvetlovka and Khryashchevaty, and in early September they retreated from Georgievka and Lutugin. During the fighting, the deputy commander of the brigade, Lieutenant Colonel Velivok, was killed. An attempt to encircle Lugansk cost the brigade dearly - 6 tanks and 26 infantry fighting vehicles from its composition were destroyed, another 14 went to the militia as trophies. The brigade artillery group lost at least 2 self-propelled guns 2S3 "Acacia", which were destroyed during the counter-battery fight. Another self-propelled guns became a trophy of the NAF.
After the end of the summer campaign, the brigade continued fighting in the area of the Bakhmut highway and numbered checkpoints in the LPR, which also led to heavy losses on the part of the Armed Forces of Ukraine. During positional battles, the 24th Motorized Brigade lost 3 T-64 BV tanks and at least 3 infantry fighting vehicles. Curiously, according to official figures, only 10 servicemen of the brigade were killed in these battles. Lviv region, which became known as the 3rd mechanized. In addition, in Yavoriv, the 4th and 5th battalions were created as part of the brigade, which later became part of the new 53rd and 54th mechanized brigades.
During the winter campaign of 2015, the brigade tried to inflict distracting strikes on the positions of the NAF in the Krymsky region, diverting the forces of the defenders of Donbass from the main battle near Debaltseve. These battles cost the brigade one more tank and 5 infantry fighting vehicles. At the moment, the brigade's units are constantly on the territory of the LPR and take part in hostilities.
For the entire period of the war in the Donbass, the official losses of the 24th brigade amounted to only 125 people killed. The names of the dead include 130 names. Both figures are complete nonsense, since in the summer of 2014 all three BTG brigades operating in the Donbass were actually defeated. According to the same name lists, the losses of the brigade in the summer of the 14th amounted to only 60 people, the remaining 70 died during the period when the unit took part only in local positional battles. During the fighting in the summer of 2014, the 24th Motorized Rifle Brigade lost 54 infantry fighting vehicles out of 116 that were available at the beginning of the campaign, of which 37 were destroyed and 17 captured. In addition, the militia managed to burn 9 tanks of the brigade, another one was captured. Considering the fact that a large number of armored vehicles of the 24th separate motorized brigade (up to 30 percent) did not participate in the hostilities due to technical malfunctions, we can say that the brigade lost 2/3 of those who took part in campaign 2014 cars. The numbers of casualties in armored vehicles make the figure of 60 dead during the 2014 campaign very doubtful. It is obvious that the truthful data on the losses of the brigade, as well as of all the Armed Forces of Ukraine, in personnel will not be available soon.
In total, during the war in Donbass, the brigade lost 70 armored vehicles (including 13 tanks) destroyed, a tank, self-propelled guns and 19 infantry fighting vehicles became trophies of the NAF.
The 24th Motorized Brigade became the only combined-arms formation of the Armed Forces of Ukraine that went through the 2014 campaign in full force and avoided complete defeat. As a result of the campaign, the 51st Motorized Brigade ceased to exist, the 72nd was actually left without armored vehicles and artillery. The remaining 4 mechanized brigades of the Armed Forces of Ukraine did not take part in the hostilities in full strength, limiting themselves to sending BTGs from the units to the Donbass. Thus, in fact, throughout the summer of 2014, the front of the Armed Forces of Ukraine rested on the shoulders of airmobile formations and volunteer battalions, performing the functions of combined arms formations.
Previous parts of the cycle:
1. 25th airborne brigade in the battles in the Donbass -
2. Battalion "Aidar" in the battles in the Donbass -
3. Battalion "Donbass" in the battles in the Donbass -
4. Regiment "Azov" in the battles in the Donbass -
5. Battalion "Kryvbas" in the battles in the Donbass -
6. 3rd Special Forces Regiment GUR MOU in the battles in the Donbass -
7. Regiment "Dnepr" in the battles in the Donbass -
8. 80th airmobile brigade in the battles in the Donbass -
9. 36th brigade marines in the battles in the Donbass -
The President of Russia awards the Star of the Hero of Russia Anatoly Korobenkov
41-year-old Hero of Russia, reserve officer Anatoly Korobenkov condemned the recent beating of a conscript in a military unit where he himself previously served.
According to the former commander of the group of the 24th separate brigade of the GRU special forces, this incident has nothing to do with military service, but lies in the area of familiar legal relations.
“I would not comment on this incident as part of the passage military service, especially the service in special forces. Here the problem lies in the framework of education. No one knows in what conditions a person was brought up before the start of service. Maybe the family is incomplete, the father is not native. And how they raised their son - only God knows. Reshaping the human psyche is quite problematic, especially in a short time,” says Anatoly Korobenkov.
The officer also claims that some special, brutal and merciless method of training military personnel in special forces is nothing more than a myth.
“All these stories are all nonsense. All preparations are approved by regulatory orders. And any regulatory order undergoes a legal assessment. Of course, different commanders have an individual approach to this or that issue of training, but, by and large, what special units that in the linear parts the process of preparation does not go beyond universal concepts,” says Anatoly Korobenkov.
“At the time when I was serving in the 24th Special Forces Brigade, there was no such thing as hazing by definition. It was impossible. At that time, the brigade was at war, and every commander every day told his subordinates that, guys, you will very soon go together in reconnaissance, participate in clashes. This tuned in to the proper motivation, brought up a sense of camaraderie, concern for one's neighbor. For example, when I was a commander, in my group there was a soldier who was the youngest in age.
But everyone treated him like a little brother. They could cuff him on the back of the head if he started to "stupid", but if he "dead" on the march, then the senior comrades removed the machine gun from him, took away the backpack.
During the organization of the "day" he was the first to be seated by the fire in order to warm himself. This is fine. There were also cases of barracks hooliganism, but these were isolated, rare cases. The army is part of society. And she suffers from the same diseases that society suffers from, ”the commando argues.
Anatoly Korobenkov also spoke on the topic of whether the conscript had to endure kicks on the head, or could try to defend himself: “If the commander’s action is illegal, then in any case, the person committing the offense is subject to criminal liability. Therefore, it is incorrect to raise the issue within the framework of military service here.”
Reference: KorobenkovAnatoly - was born in 1975 in Ulan-Ude, now lives in the Moscow region. As the commander of the group of the 24th brigade of the GRU special forces, in 2002 he received the title of Hero of Russia, having rescued with his group the surrounded border guards in Chechen Republic. A gang of 50 militants ambushed a group of Russian border guards. A group of special forces under the command of Lieutenant Korobenkov made a long forced march into the gorge where the battle was going on. The commandos went down sheer cliffs behind the backs of the militants and entered into battle with a more numerous enemy, forcing him to flee. Korobenkov's group suffered no losses.
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