In 2013, Monaco was supposed to go on military service. He was denied due to health reasons.
On February 23, 2022, I left for Poland again. I wanted to return. But first I had to transport my parents, help refugees, children. In the summer, I firmly decided - to Ukraine. Because I couldn’t do it any other way: all my friends are in the army. I come to the CCC in July 2022. It turned out that my documents are missing. I spent the winter of 2022/23. In the spring of 2023, I will go to the CCC again. Wait, they say, we will recruit you. No, I answer, I can’t wait anymore.
They offered to sign a three-year contract. I ended up in Desna. I was supposed to be an artilleryman, but the representative didn’t come. I received an offer to become a sapper. I thought: it seems like an interesting, unusual job. Dangerous, yes. But what attracts me: being a sapper is like playing chess with the enemy. The bigger your imagination, the more effective the work.
With the brotherhood, they have already deployed over 4,000 anti-personnel mines, thousands of anti-tank mines, and hundreds of kilometers of engineering barriers.
Recently, they blocked the landing with anti-personnel mines. They understood that this was the route the enemy would take. All the "gifts" worked, and the platoon of invaders was destroyed.
There are moments of uncertainty and fear. But you understand: you have to make the infantry's task as easy as possible. To control the situation, you always need to have a cool head. Somehow I couldn't handle my emotions - burnout. Even a panic attack. Nothing, I talked to the commander, everything was sorted out.
The soldier admits: during the war, his circle of friends decreased.
Some of them have their own lives. I don't have time to call them. My morning starts with breakfast and sleep. Because I'm at work at night.
Monaco has a girlfriend, but the fighter prefers not to reveal her name. Sensitive about relationships, he doesn't want to make them public. He only speaks firmly about his future children.
When they ask me who the Russians are, I will simply answer – those who wanted to kill your father.
