War Diary: Texas Reminisces about His First New Year’s Day in Donetsk

 

War Diary by Russell “Texas” Bentley

My First Battle, Troishka, New Year’s Day 2015

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The Greanville Post Editor’s Note: Our correspondent Russell Bentley has been filing his dispatches from Donetsk for over  a year now. In the process, and chiefly due to the fact he often does his writing literally from the frontlines of the war in Eastern Ukraine, as a regular soldier in the Novorossyian Armed Forces (NAF), the priorities in the publication of his materials have sometimes shifted. This is a report filed by him about one year ago, and subsequently modified. Passages may have been published before. But what he has to say—as always— remains relevant, fresh, and inspiring. —PG

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War Diary by Russell Bentley (“Texas”) #9: HOMAGE TO THE FALLEN

 

War Diary by Russell “Texas” Bentley

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Homage to the Fallen.
Now it’s Eagle Owl
Fedorov Ruslan Petrovich
The Vostok Brigade Continues to Take Casualties in Washington’s Manufactured War

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War Diary by Russell Bentley (“Texas”) #8: The Serpent and the Crown — My First Combat Position, “Troishka”

 

War Diary by Russell “Texas” Bentley

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This is the Fourth  Part of Texas’ diary.  The First Part, BIRTH OF A NATION, covering his departure from the U.S., arrival in Moscow, visit to Volgograd (Stalingrad), travel to Rostov, crossing the border into Donbass and arrival in Donetsk can be found here.  The Second Part, THE RED CAT, THE DRAGON AND THE SBU is found here.  In the Third Part, THERE IS NO WATER IN YASYNUVATA, Texas (pronounced “Tay-HASS” by Mexicans and Russians) joins the Novorossiyan Armed Forces (NAF) and undergoes basic training in the Vostok Battalion boot camp in Yasynuvata, along with Orion and Toro.   Texas channels the Lincoln Brigade, Jack London and Ernest Hemingway — journalism as compelling literature in a hurry… —The Greanville Post Editor Daniel Wirt.


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Texas Chronicle No. 7: THERE IS NO WATER IN YASYNUVATA

 

War Diary by Russell “Texas” Bentley

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Editor’s note:  this is the Third Part of Texas’ diary  — the First Part, BIRTH OF A NATION, covering his departure from the U.S., arrival in Moscow, visit to Volgograd (Stalingrad), travel to Rostov, crossing the border into Donbass and arrival in Donetsk can be found here.  The Second Part, THE RED CAT, THE DRAGON AND THE SBU is found here.  Texas channels the Lincoln Brigade, Jack London and Ernest Hemmingway — journalism as compelling literature in a hurry…)


 

On Monday, the 15th of December 2014, Toro, Orion and I joined the Novorossiyan Army and Battalion Vostok. We arrived at Base 4 on the outskirts of Donetsk. We filled out some paperwork and then we were taken for an assessment by a very strong and serious young soldier. He checked our weapons handling skills, made sure we knew how to field strip the AK and the SKS and had us do 40 push ups. Toro, an older volunteer was having a bit of a struggle, but we all passed. We then went to another room to get our dogtags and IDs.

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Texas Chronicles 6: The Red Cat, the Dragon and the SBU

 

This is the second part of Texas’s diary  — the first part, covering his departure from the U.S., arrival in Moscow, visit to Volgograd (Stalingrad), travel to Rostov, crossing the border into Donbass and arrival in Donetsk can be found here (original publication can be found here).  Texas channels the Lincoln Brigade, Jack London and Ernest Hemingway — journalism as compelling literature in a hurry…

 

By Russell Bonner Bentley

“Texas”

When I arrived in Donetsk on December 7th, 2014, I heard artillery fire within 5 minutes of getting off the bus. It was heavy — big guns and lots of shots, but it was several kilometers away, so no immediate danger where I was. But I knew enough to know somebody was getting hit hard, and not too far away. The people around me at the bus station didn’t seem to pay it any mind, so I acted like I didn’t either.  Welcome to Donetsk.

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Texas Chronicle No. 5: Odessa — A Fate Worse Than Death

 

BY RUSSELL BONNER BENTLEY
“TEXAS”

If you are under 21, do not read this. If you are over 21, you have a moral obligation to read this, and view the photos, to look into the depths of human depravity, into the face of pure evil, to ponder it, to understand it, because if you do not understand it, you cannot fight it, and if you do not fight it, you cannot defeat it.  And if we do not defeat it, it will defeat us…

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Texas Chronicle No. 4 : How much is that War Doggie in the window?

 

By RUSSELL BONNER  BENTLEY
‘Texas’

Expensive. 

The US and EU have spent many billions on installing and propping up their puppet proxy government in Kiev.   And after the purchase, “Cry ‘Havoc!’, and let slip the dogs of war”.  These traitors, psychopaths and genuine terrorists have committed countless war crimes in the East, and run the society and economy into the ground in the West of Ukraine. The billions sent by the West to Ukraine do not go to foster “freedom and democracy”, they go to line the pockets of the criminals and traitors in power, to the detriment of the Ukrainian People, both East and West. So, as the US and EU continue to fund their Dogs of War in Kiev, one must ask, “How much is that War Doggie in the window?” And what do you get for your money?

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Texas Chronicle #3: What Are We Fighting For?

 

BY RUSSELL “TEXAS” BENTLEY
(Edited by Daniel Wirt)

In 1965, shortly after the first American combat troops arrived in Vietnam, Country Joe McDonald famously sang:
“And it’s one, two, three,
what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it’s five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopie! We’re all gonna die!“

Of course, it was a rhetorical question — the obvious, objective answer being:  fighting for a criminal, imperialistic war of choice.  But the war was won by the heroic Vietnamese people and the North Vietnamese Army, under the leadership of Ho Chi Minh, at the cost of several million dead and unspeakable atrocities committed by the Americans and their South Vietnamese proxy.

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