Victory price

Victory price

Life: how rarely do we think about what a great gift it is. We rarely think about how many opportunities lie before us, how many wonderful moments that we have every day. What could be more beautiful than the sky at dawn, just before sunrise? Eternity doesn’t even give enough time to admire how beautiful the world is! And then there is your beloved’s magical eyes, which you get to look at every day and fall more and more in love as time goes on. 

Soldiers exhumation , why do we need it?

The other side of the coin is death. She is not whimsical and incorruptible. You can’t change her mind. Literally everyone will fall into her waiting arms sooner or later. Yet, in most cases, death comes abruptly and unexpectedly, like thunder in clear skies. It is crazy how something can change so fast, how instantly a small universe fades away and a mother or wife are left to cry over a grave.

Although we know that we will all die, we try not to think about it. But what about someone who is actually waiting for, expecting death? To stare death in the eyes every day and know that he is doomed? What do people like that know? This question can be answered by those who have gone to war, have fought in fierce battles, and have come to the painful realization that there is no room in war for honor and dignity, humanity and compassion. There you are, and there’s your enemy. And there’s a vague knowledge that somewhere far away, your family wants you to survive. How much courage is needed to give your life for others? We honor soldiers who make this the last leap of faith, of meeting of eternity without knowing what’s on the other side.

How can someone consciously walk towards death, knowing that you will never be able to see your mother or beloved wife? This question has always haunted me

I respect those warriors who died while doing their duty to the end. They paid their victory fee, and what high price: unfulfilled dreams, unfulfilled plans. No one will ever be able to repay this debt to them.

When you think about how many are just left on a battlefield to be forgotten by time, mixed feelings arise in the soul. These men lost in deep craters, in trenched trenches, or simply torn to pieces. On one hand, there’s sadness, on the other hand, anger — anger towards a system that deliberately leaves its soldiers unburied, only to grow wheat over the bones for decades.

There are people who are not at peace with this, those who remember the true price of victory. They will sacrifice time, resources and at times, their health to restore justice. These are archaeologists!

I met one of these great men about 4 years ago. His stories seemed like absolute fiction to me. It is hard to believe you can find more than a hundred soldiers a year, in a small field here, next to a city there. But it’s true. 

On a cold autumn morning, he and our team arrived at an excavation site in a small town. Despite the small population, this land was the special keeper of warriors. Our metal detector indicated a clear sign of a site, so we started to work when suddenly, the metal detector detected another signal nearby. So, we split up and dug both sites.

So, picture this: 30 centimeters is the length of a standard school ruler. It was at such a depth that our shovel hit a helmet. We started the Soviet soldier exhumation.

Beginning of excavations

Beginning of excavations. Photo by Sanchez

It was in a small garden near the town where a warrior took this step into eternity in July 1941. It was hard to comprehend that the bones was really a human, a human just like you and me. The soldier was lying on his right side. A shard had pierced his helmet and skull, another shattered his jaw.

Read: They did not return home

skull in helmet

A shard pierced his helmet and skull, another shattered his jaw. Photo by Sanchez

His left hand clasped a helmet. When clearing the body from the ground, we discovered two more wounds: fragments of shells in the chest and the left leg below the knee broken by a fragment from the shell. We also found 9 mm caliber bullets in his body.


A soldier had a helmet, a sapper shovel, a belt and ammunition with him. Photo by Sanchez

But the most important thing is the dog tag. What incredible luck that the first soldier in the excavation had a dog tag! He has a chance to return home. Maybe he still has relatives who are waiting for him. 

exhumation of soviet soldiers

Final stage of the excavation. Photo by Sanchez



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