At three o’clock in the morning, the air defense alarm in Dnipro sounded again, and my Ukrainian colleagues in my circle of friends said directly: This time it was not an exercise, the windows were shaking.
Immediately afterwards, Zelensky posted a video saying that Russia threw 40 missiles and 580 drones in one go. Three people were gone and dozens of people were lying in hospitals.
The numbers sounded cold, but the shell in the picture eaten half of the residential building, hot.
I stared at the elder sister running out with the cat in her arms in the video. She didn't even wear her shoes, but the cat was quite calm.
The barrage floated by a sentence: Cats are used to it.
Suddenly, I felt a little sore-people haven't gotten used to it yet, but cats get used to it first. What kind of victory is this?
The Russian side is also reluctant to show weakness, throwing out the performance of intercepting 149 Ukrainian drones, equipped with the flash of air defense cannon night sky, like year-round fireworks.
Both sides were sunny, and it wasn’t possible that inhabitants of a small town in Volgograd had to touch the black roof tonight because the debris broke through the wool.
Even more magical, Poland and Estonia shouted: Russian drones are flying over our heads again!
The Russians said this is not the case, you blink.
NATO listened and shook people: Britain, Germany, France, the Netherlands, Canada, fighter jets ranks to the east wing, following the dumplings.
I calculated, now over the Baltic Sea flying is not a seagull, it is the air force of all countries.
But the most spectacular is that Ukraine just got a new batch of Patriots and NASAMS, turning Russia to light up "invisible" drones, also with autonomous teaming function, live like a game update patch.
The arms race on both sides rolled to the lack of civilian routers – the chip went into full-run missiles.
Someone asked me when did this end?
I turned the news, the United States and the European Union just said to pull the United Nations out of the savings, and Ukraine nodded: talk about it, let Russia roll back the tanks first.
Russia didn't return, the missiles returned first.
A ceasefire ?
It sounds like next month’s salary, forever on the road.
In the final analysis, the most unlucky ones are ordinary people who are awakened by the alarm at three o'clock in the morning.
They don't want to know the missile model, they just want to know whether the supermarket will open tomorrow.
The missile can only recognize coordinates.
So instead of asking when the war is over, ask how many people can sleep all night.