# taz.de -- Voluntary service in the Ukraine conflict: Maria Berlinska goes off to war
       
       > This is a woman who studied Jewish history and organised festivals with
       > feminist bands. Then she volunteered to go to war. Why?
       
 (IMG) Bild: Maria Berlinska on the frontline in Awdijiwka. Next to her is the commander of the operation
       
       KIEW/AWDIJIWKA taz | In the evening of one hot day in July, while
       Kalashnikov rifles sound off at the foot of a hill, Maria is searching for
       the wind. She trudges through the waist-high, bone-dry grass, raises her
       right arm high, feels for movements in the air and continues up the hill.
       The soldiers, who are dragging a large wooden crate for her, run behind her
       like little chickens following their mother hen. Maria Berlinska is running
       out of time. The wind was too strong throughout the day and soon the sun
       will go down. Berlinska has been preparing herself for this moment for
       weeks. She was expected here at the front. Today she will fly her drone.
       
       Maria Berlinska, 28 years old, investigates where the enemy is for the
       Ukrainian army. The enemy are the troops fighting for the People’s
       Republics of Donetsk and Luhansk, which are recognized by no other country
       in the world as such, and which are two regions in the East of Ukraine
       supported by Russia. Berlinska is in Awdijiwka, one of the most fought-over
       areas at the front, which is diplomatically called the 'line of contact’.
       Awdijiwka is located around 13 kilometres north of Donetsk and is
       controlled by the Ukrainian army.
       
       Using her drone, a small aircraft made out of styrofoam, Maria Berlinska
       wants to investigate what Ukrainian soldiers cannot detect on the ground.
       Where are the enemy’s mortar shells coming from? Are the enemy combatants
       hidden in a pit somewhere over there?
       
       Maria Berlinska wears a camouflage T-shirt and trousers, but she’s not a
       soldier. For a year and a half, she has voluntarily gone to the front line
       without being paid to do so. She does this again and again, for a few weeks
       at a time. She is part of a Ukrainian voluntary movement. A lawyer from
       Odessa gathers funds and buys cars with it, which he then gives to the
       army. Ukrainian Orthodox Christians in Germany have put a donation box for
       the army in their church. A man, who was originally studying Management in
       Warsaw, has returned to his country and volunteered as a soldier.
       
       The Ministry of Defence in Kiev doesn’t have precise figures or reliable
       estimates on the number of these volunteer soldiers. President Petro
       Poroshenko stated a year ago that 35,000 volunteer soldiers had fought for
       the Ukrainian side since spring 2014. This is out of a total of 210,000
       soldiers who were mobilised. Andriy Melnyk, the Ukrainian ambassador in
       Germany, once said that without the voluntary fighters his country’s army
       would have lost the war in the East a long time ago. It is clear that the
       state is counting on the volunteers.
       
       ## But why does a person like Maria Berlinska voluntarily go to war?
       
       “I don’t want to kill anyone. I also know that the people who die in this
       war will not be the ones who started it“, Berlinska says. “But violence is
       not stopped with books and flowers“.
       
       Two months before she let her drone fly up from a hill at the front, she
       was sitting on the kitchen floor of her flat in Kiev. She was sharing a
       flat with a man who worked in the Ministry of Economy. The May sun shone
       through the balcony window, and Berlinska was wearing a knitted sweater
       with polar bears on it, perching on a blanket and clutching a cup of tea.
       She was already at the front, she says. Soon she would go there again.
       There are dark shadows around her eyes. Her voice is raw.
       
       Why do you do it? 
       
       “I don’t want to have what Putin and his supporters call the Russian world
       here in Kiev. So I must help stop them in Donbass“.
       
       What is the Russian world? 
       
       “Total control and homophobia. It is a world which is only concerned with
       power“.
       
       Is Russia evil? 
       
       “Nonsense. Some of my ancestors came from Russia and Russians have paid for
       my bulletproof vest. Good people live there. However, Vladimir Putin has
       seized their state“.
       
       You could leave the country. 
       
       “And then what? You cannot appease an aggressive dictator by retreating.
       Today it will be us, but tomorrow it will be another country in Europe“.
       
       If Maria Berlinska wants to say something, she only moves her lips as much
       as is absolutely necessary, as if the corners of her mouth were frozen.
       
       ## Berlinska's background
       
       Her parents are from Eastern Ukraine, but for a long time they have lived
       in the west of the country. As a child, Maria Berlinska lived in a village
       near the city Kamianets-Podilskyi, 400 km south-west of Kiev. It is an old
       city, founded in the 12th century and once inhabited by Jews, Poles,
       Ukrainians and Armenians. In World War Two, the Germans killed more than
       20,000 Jews here. Berlinska grew up with her parents and grandparents, she
       says, and the connection she feels to her country stems from this time in
       her life, particularly from the stories and songs of her childhood. Her
       love for literature slowly developed as time went on – poems by Schadan and
       Goethe, books by Dante, Chekhov and Salinger.
       
       After college she studied Jewish History in Kiev, at one of the oldest
       universities in the country. As well as that, she organised Festivals and
       brought feminist bands to her home country. Then the Euromaidan Revolution
       began, between November 2013 and February 2014, which forced the President
       Yanukovych into exile.
       
       Maria Berlinska turns around to face the soldiers and points with her right
       hand to a spot of grass. They should put the crate down here. Berlinska
       folds open the cover to reveal two wings next to each other and, below
       them, the aircraft’s fuselage. One of the men takes the parts out. Maria
       Berlinska is the pilot and he is the operator. He helps her to launch the
       drone and takes care of technical difficulties. He is now inserting the
       wings into the sides of the fuselage. The drone is ready. 
       
       ## The Maidan principle
       
       In February 2014, the fourth month of the protest, violence escalated in
       Kiev’s main square, Maidan. Snipers shot at protesters. More than one
       hundred people died, including many police officers. Maria Berlinska was at
       the square.
       
       Since then, she says, she has lived in the moment. She no longer makes any
       plans. Life can end at any moment, she tells us.
       
       This month, Maria Berlinska has experienced how strangers are willing to
       share their food and how volunteer paramedics dress wounds. The Maidan
       principle: everyone helps each other out.
       
       For a long time, people in Ukraine tried to get by as best as possible,
       which also meant that people turned a blind eye to other injustices which
       were taking place, Maria explains. It was only until the Euromaidan
       revolution, Maria goes on to say, that people felt like there could be a
       different approach to life, other than trying to trick each other. An
       alternative to the official, corrupt structures. An alternative to a state
       where ministers and police officers alike take bribes.
       
       Maria Berlinska is not only fighting the separatist army and Russians in
       the East, but she is also fighting for what type of country the Ukraine
       will be one day. She is part of a movement, which is bigger than the
       military’s supporters. In the Ministry of Science, a quantum physicist is
       voluntarily compiling the paperwork for an education reform and, in Kiev, a
       film director is organising Christmas parties for internally displaced
       persons. Many volunteers, as they are called in Ukraine, see themselves as
       part of a better parallel society.
       
       ## After the revolution
       
       In the spring of 2014, shortly after the end of the revolution, the first
       fights between Ukrainian soldiers and separatists in the East of Ukraine
       broke out. Soon there was evidence that the Russian government was inciting
       tensions in Donbass. In June 2014, tanks suddenly appeared among opponents
       of the Ukrainian government and, from August, their troops were losing
       ground.
       
       During these weeks, Berlinska was sitting in her living room, reading a
       constant stream of new, contradictory reports about the fighting in East
       Ukraine. Anything seemed possible to her. The Russian army could soon be in
       Kiev, the Ukrainian army could recapture Donbass, a third world war could
       break out. One thing was clear: Hundreds of Ukrainians were dying. She was
       chain-smoking, couldn’t sleep at night and spoke a lot with friends. Should
       she go off to fight?
       
       She rang up different units. They didn’t want her, because she is a woman.
       So she went to the Aidar battalion, a voluntary group. The men and women in
       this group go to the front poorly equipped- some only have hunting rifles
       or no weapons at all. They help themselves to what their dead friends and
       enemies leave behind. To many Ukrainians they are heroes.
       
       In the battalion they needed somebody who could fly drones and who could
       explain how the enemy soldiers were moving. Berlinska learnt how to steer
       copters, small machines with four, six or eight rotors, which are
       relatively easy to operate.
       
       On 1 September 2015, she arrived at the Front and the very next day she
       travelled to Shchastya, which means 'luck’ in Russian. There she
       experienced war for the first time. The Kalashnikov rifles sounded as if
       someone was drumming on metal. 'I was afraid because war is really
       terrifying. I wanted to leave and never come back. At the same time, I was
       ashamed, because I was so afraid and because I had not come earlier.’
       
       ## Maria Berlinska does not want to kill. But she does
       
       Maria Berlinska flies copter drones. She loves the feeling of controlling
       the little machines as they fly. For the first time, she is considering
       training to get her pilot’s licence once the war is over.
       
       During Maidan, she learned that people can take their fate into their own
       hands. During the first weeks of the war, she decided that she wanted to
       play her part. The first few days on the frontline showed her how scared
       she was, but something else as well – that she enjoyed having power over
       the sky.
       
       She asked her commanders not to put her in a position where she is directly
       responsible for killing people. They came to an arrangement that reflects
       her desire not to hurt others, her will to protect her country and her love
       of flying.
       
       “I would use my gun if someone attacked me, if I had to“. She enjoys her
       role of scout, helping her soldiers to survive. “But I am well aware that
       reconnaissance has another side to it,“ she says. “Part of my job is to
       kill people“.
       
       ## How to fly a drone
       
       Maria Berlinska wants to be good at what she does. Copters like those she
       flew on her first mission cannot fly very high or be in the air for very
       long, but some drones have that capability. They look like miniature
       aircraft and are the ones Berlinska wants to be able to operate.
       
       The drone sits on a three-legged camping stool. It looks like one of those
       chunky, rounded planes from Donald Duck cartoons. Maria Berlinska sits
       cross-legged in front of an open suitcase, in which a computer is set up.
       The screen shows the view from the camera on top of the drone. At the
       moment it is her colleague’s midriff. The computer should now recognise the
       drone’s location, but the connection is not working. Berlinska’s colleague
       holds the drone by its wings and takes a few steps back. “Stop, stop,
       stop!“ calls Maria Berlinska. At the foot of the hill, behind the trees,
       they are shooting again. 
       
       Dmitri Starostin taught Maria Berlinska how to fly a small drone like that
       one. That was in autumn two years ago in a field on the outskirts of Kiev,
       behind an old print shop and a petrol station.
       
       Now, two summers later, the flying teacher stood in the same field in Kiev.
       There is smoke rising from the neighbouring gardens and the smell of burnt
       plants hangs in the air. Dmitri Starostin watches as two soldiers learn how
       to land a drone. The white aircraft releases a parachute, jerks backwards,
       then slowly floats to the ground. Starostin, 47, is an art director for a
       television channel. He wears sandals on his bare feet and 'Road Tripping’
       is written across his T-shirt.
       
       Dmitri Starostin is now working as a teacher for the Centre for Air
       Reconnaissance, founded and run by Maria Berlinska. Free of charge, he
       teaches people who are going to the frontline everything that he taught
       Berlinska two years ago. 150 students have passed through the centre,
       including ten women. Berlinska was Starostin’s first student.
       
       It was October 2014 when she came to him. They trained for two weeks. The
       little planes crashed repeatedly and every evening one or two need
       repairing. The most difficult thing has been teaching Maria Berlinska not
       to drop the drone on anybody’s head. “Not to kill anyone with it,“ he says.
       
       ## But killing – surely that is exactly what you do, right?
       
       “We teach our soldiers so that they can keep themselves alive“, says Dmitri
       Starostin. “The army is poorly equipped, many young men and women are sent
       off to fight with little training and die because they don’t know where the
       enemy is“. Yes, he knows that the information his students gather is fatal
       for people fighting on the other side. “I wish I had better options“, says
       Starostin, “but, if in doubt, I choose to save the lives of our soldiers“.
       
       Starostin is not usually paid for the lessons he teaches. But the petrol
       station at the edge of the field provides Maria Berlinska’s school with 60
       litres of free fuel per month.
       
       Berlinska does not earn money from the school she founded either. She must
       use other means to scrape together the roughly 500 dollars she needs per
       month. Occasionally, she still organises concerts or performs research for
       scientific studies.
       
       The volunteer setup, the support of many – it works well in the enthusiasm
       of the moment. And in the tents of Maidan, which are taken down again after
       a few months. But does it work in an armed conflict, the length of which no
       one can predict?
       
       ## Tension between volunteers and “professionals“
       
       Maria Berlinska looks back to the cars in which her troops drove up the
       hill today. The Jeeps and minibuses are parked near a cemetry. There is a
       van with a red cross on its side – they call this the tablet. Inside it
       waits an old man who has lost almost all his teeth – he is the paramedic.
       He is here in case something happens. 
       
       Though the fighting went to and fro in the early days, it is increasingly
       becoming a static war. Approximately 40,000 Ukrainian soldiers and around
       38,000 separatists and Russians today stand on opposite sides along a 500km
       front. These figures were provided by the Ukrainian government and cannot
       be confirmed. According to the latest ceasefire agreement, both sides must
       cease using heavy weapons. The OSCE (Organization for Security and
       Co-operation in Europe), whose job it is to ensure that the two sides are
       not fighting one another, is continually identifying breaches of the
       agreement.
       
       In this delicate situation, the relationship between the volunteers and the
       government’s armed forces is complicated. Many volunteers feel contempt for
       the high-ranking officers, because they hold them responsible for the
       Ukranian army’s defeats. The volunteers do not trust the generals, just as
       they do not trust the government. Many officers, however, look down on the
       volunteers because they lack proper training.
       
       Amnesty International accuses members of volunteer battalions of theft and
       abduction. One report also mentions the Aidar battalion, in which Maria
       Berlinska has fought. According to the report, the soldiers tortured
       civilians who they accused of collaborating with the separatists. Men and
       women from the Aidar battalion had fascist symbols tattooed on their bodies
       and painted on their cars.
       
       Since then, the volunteers have been integrated into the army or the
       Internal Troops of Ukraine. This was at the demand of countries such as the
       USA, Canada and Germany, but the government in Kiev also had fears that the
       militia would become too powerful.
       
       ## Building drones
       
       A soldier with a Kalashnikov has laid down in the grass and looks up at the
       sky. The operator holds the drone in his right hand like a massive paper
       aeroplane. “On three,“ says Maria Berlinska, and he starts running, ras,
       dwa, tri, one, two, three… the propellor begins to whirr and two seconds
       later the white of the plane becomes blurred against the clouds and the
       blue of the evening sky. The drone’s humming can still be heard, even
       though the machine itself is now out of sight. “Good,“ says Maria
       Berlinska. They all join her sitting in front of the screen. The drone
       camera shows trees, fields scorched by the sun and a lake sparkling like
       liquid gold. 
       
       As months of the war go by, even the volunteers are becoming more
       professional. In winter 2015, Maria Berlinska bought a better drone. She
       ordered component parts on the internet for around 3,600 euros and
       volunteers assembled them. At the same time, Berlinska founded her school
       for air reconnaissance. She raised money and persuaded drone pilots,
       engineers and electronics experts to teach there.
       
       Oleksandr Schendekow is one of them. He educates her students about
       electronics, navigation and how to operate a camera. Sometimes he also
       shows them how drones are built, which is his specialism. He has built
       little copters for use on the frontline and finally begun to construct the
       first Ukranian reconnaissance drone that meets military standards. Anyone
       who wants to know how the Ukranian volunteers became professional needs to
       meet him.
       
       ## The factory and the company
       
       The Coffee House is the Russian equivalent of Starbucks and can also be
       found in Ukraine. It is filled with tables made from dark wood and
       armchairs with patterned cushions. Schendekow refused to meet in the
       factory where the first Ukranian military drones are produced. “We don’t
       even take our customers to where production takes place,“ he says. “Nobody
       can know where the factory is.“ Oleksandr Schendekow is a slim man with
       long eyelashes and a musketeer-style beard.
       
       He is an expert at making individual components work together in the
       smoothest way possible. The drone manufacturing began as a volunteer
       organisation and somewhat kickstarted the war. The website is called
       People’s Project and is where donations can be made for weapons, military
       training and repairing naval vessels. A list shows how much money needs to
       be raised, what percentage has already been collected and how many people
       have donated. 'First People’s UAV Complex’, the Ukranian drone project, is
       one of the items on the list. 478 people have donated almost 30,000 US
       dollars to the project.
       
       Donation websites, drone schools… the volunteer helpers are continually
       creating new structures. But they cannot escape the fact that volunteering
       also means being able to opt out at any time. The donations are therefore
       especially high when a large number of Ukranian soldiers have been killed.
       “No blood, no money“, that is the rule in this war, according to the
       volunteers.
       
       Schendekow has previously worked for a company which films advertisements
       and wedding videos with cameras on drones and sent a couple of copters as a
       donation to the front. He then saw on Facebook that they were searching for
       people who are familiar with the electronics of miniature aircraft via the
       donation platform “People’s Project’“. With a couple of partners he founded
       his own company based on the idea of a “people’s drone“. They now work
       exclusively for the Ministry of Defence.
       
       ## Why is there a need for volunteers to build military spy drones?
       
       “Ukraine had no operational drones before the war“, says Schendekow. The
       Armed Forces were poorly equipped even though Ukraine produces modern
       military technology. “My impression is that this decline was politically
       intended“ says Schendekow. “The elite at that time wanted to facilitate a
       peaceful, though perhaps not friendly, takeover by Russia“.
       
       Maria Berlinska gave a helicopter drone to the commander. She took a photo
       for her Facebook page Photograph: Olena Maksimenko
       
       They see it differently in the military. Even before the war, the armed
       forces were in possession of drones, according to an email written by the
       Ministry of Defence in Kiev. They name two models, both of which are long,
       rocket-like monstrosities from the 70s and 80s, but the Ministry claims
       that they are still being used today.
       
       ## War stories for lunch
       
       Maria Berlinska must fly low so that the men can see what the camera is
       showing. The sun blinds. She has her thumb on the control console’s
       right-hand lever, her left thumb and index finger on the left-hand lever.
       The winds are strong, the drone wobbles. Berlinska stares at the screen.
       One of the soldiers, the reconnaissance officer, directs her “up to the
       road and then to the right“. She should fly back to a trench. A Ukranian
       unit has been fired at from there. 
       
       On a Sunday morning in July Maria Berlinska sits in short white trousers on
       a pile of charcoal and says, it is now going to the front. It will be hot
       again today, up to 40 degrees, the petrol station has put out its BBQ
       range. Beside Berlinska leans a wooden walking stick, she’s had an
       operation, multiple falls, at Independence Square in Kiev, in the war, a
       tumour had formed.
       
       “You will do everything I say“, Berlinska says to her team. “Understand?“.
       Sitting in the Jeep behind her is Julia Tolopa, who, at 21 years old, wants
       to go the front to learn how to fly drones. She can already drive tanks.
       Tolopa comes from the North Caucasus, from Russia. She shows photos on her
       smartphone of the tattered remains of a Lada Niva, which she drove over a
       mine in, then she swipes through the photos. A smiling man with short hair
       in a red T-shirt: dead. A man with a hat and scarf: dead.
       
       She survived, she smiles, then she crushes the smile with her lips once
       more. She speaks proudly, she speaks quietly, no for her it has not yet
       become the daring adventure which is easy to tell. They all tell stories of
       lucky escapes. This is the message, for others as well as for themselves.
       
       Past fields of sun flowers and bus stops with “Slawa Ukrajini“ sprayed on
       them, the glory of Ukraine, 125 miles to the east, and there are ever more
       holes in the streets. The cars stop at a pub: For lunch there is a kefir
       soup with eggs, potatoes and dill, along with war stories.
       
       ## Women in the front
       
       Many volunteers have seen people die at Independence Square and in the war.
       “Heroes don’t die“ is tattooed on Julia Tolopa’s arm. Many volunteers do
       not allow themselves to pause, to mourn. They say that they will only be
       able to so when the country the dead fought for exists. But which country
       would that be?
       
       Before the war there were female chefs and combat medics, but women
       couldn’t do many jobs. Because thousands of men have died in the fighting,
       women are being promoted.
       
       Maria Berlinska is fighting for women to have equal rights in the military
       and for women to be paid the same as men. It is her other major project,
       she calls it “Invisible battalion“. Together with a sociologist she
       researched the position of women on the front and the study shows black and
       white photos of the women standing proudly in their uniforms.
       
       ## A ride to the next base
       
       On the way to Donetsk they can hear the tracks, which are left by the
       tanks, more and more in the Jeep. It sounds like a dentist’s drill when the
       car’s tyres meet the grooves.
       
       They smoke a bit of hashish, hang their feet out the windows. During a
       break Maria Berlinska recites a poem by Schadan Serhij, one of the most
       famous Ukranian poets. “They bite gently into the skin, without noticing
       that it is mine“, Maria Berlinska quotes and bobs her ankles up and down
       along with it, “if she wakes up, it would be nice to know her name“.
       
       It is not far, they just have to pass the checkpoints. They pull up to the
       barriers slowly and turn off the lights; they don’t want to blind the
       soldiers.
       
       The base, in which they will sleep for the next days, is an old post
       office. An armoured, Soviet reconnaissance vehicle stands there on four
       massive wheels, next to it a pick-up-truck, the bonnets and windscreens of
       both are covered in bullet holes.
       
       Plastic bottles lie all around, there’s a pile dirt in the hallway,
       protective vests, Kalashnikovs and sniper rifles hang on the walls of the
       rooms, along with antennas of wire mesh, which the soldiers use to try and
       improve the television reception. The windows are open, it is hot, 35
       degrees, naked male torsos, sweat, there’s a musty smell of old blankets
       and the acidity of beef its own juices, lunch today was from cans.
       
       “This is our regular army“, says Maria Berlinska, pointing her head
       backwards to the decade-old broken vehicles, to the rubbish, to the grey
       rubber hose, which must be a shower for everyone. She kneels on a bed and
       looks out of a window into the black, one pane of glass is still in one
       piece, the other is replaced by cardboard. Mortars and grenade launchers
       are fired outside. Sometimes it sounds like thunder, others like farts in
       the bath. It does not stop, you get used to it. “What a pointless war“,
       says Maria Berlinska.
       
       Why pointless? 
       
       “If it were up to me there’d be no countries. People are important to me,
       not countries. But I don’t live in a world of dreams, I live now and in
       this situation and I have to deal with it“.
       
       Are you afraid? 
       
       “Yes, of course I am“.
       
       ## From the dream night to the daily war
       
       The next morning, the journey from peace into war took three minutes. On
       one side of the train tracks lies the city, where men and women buy
       Coca-Cola and Lawash flat breads from street venders and go to work in the
       large coal factory every day. Daily life seeps into every crack opened by
       the war.
       
       On the other side of the track, Maria Berlinska puts on a helmet and pulls
       on her protective vest. Speed is the best protection from sniper rifles, so
       they are racing along, turning quickly around concrete barricades, bushes
       on both sides of the road scrape and squeel over the Jeep’s dark green
       paint. A house, the second floor has been torn down, in the first there are
       sandbags and barricades made from road signs.
       
       They were expecting Maria Berlinska, there is fish soup on plastic white
       plates. Then the shooting starts, first a Kalashnikov, then two, then so
       many, that even the soldiers can no longer say how many are fighting out
       there. Twenty people have been wounded here in the last month, the
       commander tells me, and three are dead. As the firing ceases, two men with
       protective-vests and Kalashnikovs run into the building, the commander
       shakes their hands. He says they were shot from a trench nearby. You can
       see the pale sand when you look out of the open, right-side of the base.
       
       ## The first one is already shot down
       
       Maria Berlinska needs to fly back to the trench once more. “There, there“.
       She manages to control her aircraft against the wind. “Very good“, says the
       reconnaissance officer. Then the screen goes black. Blue writing. Nemaje
       Syhnalu. No signal. The operator runs to the antenna, turns it, flips it
       over, holds it up. “What’s going on?“, asks the soldier. Maria Berlinska
       falls down to the ground, she had already clenched her teeth, now her jaw
       drops. All of the excitement has gone from her face. She sits down on one
       the stools where half an hour ago her drone still lay. She lights up a
       cigarette. She says nothing. The others still want to believe it was an
       electronic malfunction, she knows what went wrong. For the first time the
       separatists have shot down her drone. 
       
       A phone rings. Maria Berlinska takes her smartphone from her shirt pocket,
       pushes a button and throws it onto the grey crate. Voices can be heard,
       laughter, we are the best, one says in Russian. Maria Berlinska installed a
       microphone on the drone, it transmits the voices of the men who shot down
       her aircraft. Julia Tolopa jumps to the crate, takes a photograph with her
       smartphone of the drone’s last coordinates, two eight-digit numbers. The
       soldiers now have phones in their hands, they want artillery to be fired at
       the spot where the shots came from.
       
       As Maria Berlinska’s heavy, grey crate is stowed in the Jeep, there are
       three claps of thunder, wumm, wumm, wumm.
       
       Can you imagine a life after the war, Maria Berlinska?
       
       “Of course. I want to travel, so far I’ve only been in four countries“. She
       lists them: Ukraine, Russia, Slovakia, UK.
       
       Four days later a news website for the Dontesk People’s Republic publishes
       a message: “Please take note of the pieces of a Ukranian 'Furie’ type drone
       shown here. It was shot down by our unit of gunmen in the Avdijivka
       industrial area on 18 July 2016“. Next to the text is a picture of Maria
       Berlinskas’ drone. The right wing is missing.
       
       Collaboration: Christina Spitzmüller
       
       22 Jan 2018
       
       ## AUTOREN
       
 (DIR) Daniel Schulz
       
       ## TAGS
       
 (DIR) taz international
       
       ## ARTIKEL ZUM THEMA