The patch of a forest pinpointed is 400–500 meters off, or less. An empty field in between. Any movement in plain sight.
«Never along the entire frontline are we so close up as here,» claims the media officer, Vlad.
Such closeness spells being shot at daily, many times a day. «Their snipers never rest,» says another soldier. I don’t need to be told that, hearing the constant shots all around. «They are trying to pick on us all the time but we are not allowed to respond to such single shots. We may only open fire in case of real threat of attack.»
Thankfully, in addition to the shelters, soldiers are protected from snipers by residential houses. The problem being, of the houses under constant fire by snipers, automatic rifles and mortars, several have people living in them who refuse to leave.
«But where to go? Is there anybody waiting for me anywhere? I’m not going anywhere anymore,» I’m told by Liidia Petrovna aged 80, whose house is some ten metres from a well fortified Ukrainian position. Indeed, the troops and Liidia is almost a family here by now.
Liidia says her days are made up of fear and stress. The soldiers show me her refrigerator, in the hallway, clean shot thru by a sniper bullet. First thru the wall, then thru the wall of the fridge, then its door, and out thru the other wall of the house. With whatever material available, the roof torn by mine splinters has been patched by the soldiers. With the snipers watching, mind you.