Clearing Russian positions in the area of Bahmut from the perspective of a Ukrainian soldier

Good luck. Thank you. I finished the way to Ostap. I didn't film the most interesting part. Who threw a grenade there? That American bitch. I didn't think she was such a bitch. Let's throw a smoke grenade. Max, look, there's a dugout ahead. To the left, to the left, to the left. To the left, more precisely. It will be clean, right? Yes, yes, yes. I don't give a fuck about this American shit. Ilya, Ilya, I'm sorry, I'm on the other side of the road. It's clean here, it's clean here. Don't hurry, don't hurry, please. I don't understand anything, I don't understand anything. Baba Vera, Baba Vera. That's it, that's it, that's it, they're going there. Fuck them, they want to burn me. Don't shoot at the lanterns, do you understand? Lie down, listen to the entrance. Well, that's how it is, I fucked up to get in there. Excessive bazaar on the air. Yes, shoot. Control, control. We can get here from the left and from the right. We need to choose this side. Here is the dugout. I agree, it makes less noise. But we may not see. Control, control. Baba Vera, Baba Vera. All? Two minutes, two minutes. Let's go. I don't give a fuck about this shit. It's a huge dugout. I don't want to go to the dugout. Are you on the right? Plus, plus, I see it already. Where are we going? I see the white house. Listen, Max. We need to be careful there. There may be faggots in that landing. Look, we go in this way, we will go out this way. Stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp. Again this legendary type, which everyone knows. Hello, hello. Jews. I'm going to throw bones. Alek, is this exactly Rammstein? Yes. Plus. So, here is your visual contact. What is there? In short, when it rains, everything is wrong.