Update from Wali the Canadian Sniper on importance of discipline.
War in Ukraine... I'm alive. Here is war. Two days ago, me and my comrade Shadow went to a position surrounded by Russian tanks, in a small forest.
On the spot, two Ukrainian soldiers greeted us with a smile, from a miserable and muddy little trench. One of the soldiers even spoke a little French. I told Shadow to stay in the trench, even though it looked boring.
The two Ukrainian soldiers came out of the trench to smoke. I told them to put out their cigarettes and go back to cover while I looked for the position of the Russian tanks. They didn't listen and even ventured close to the edge of the forest, trying to show me the location of Russian tanks. I told them to come back immediately to take shelter and not to expose themselves like this again. They listened to me and came back to smoke next to the trench. They didn't want to go into the trench. My reflex as a soldier was to move anyway because it was possible that the two careless soldiers had been detected by the thermal vision equipment of the enemy tanks.
Twenty seconds later, I was fifteen meters from the soldiers. I was watching with my binoculars. A huge explosion shook me. Shrapnel streaked past me, like embers from a campfire. I was enveloped in smoke. My body instinctively tensed, as well as my face. I couldn't hear anything out of one ear.
I moved from cover to crawl into the trench and try to find the enemy tanks. I looked to my left. The two Ukrainian soldiers were lying on the ground. The scene was exactly like in a Hollywood war movie. A soldier was five meters from me. He was lying down and had no legs. The rest of the body was partly shredded. He was no longer moving.
Another soldier was three meters away from me. He had a torn leg. His body was mutilated in several places. He was still breathing but breathed his last in front of me, about ten seconds later. The Russian tanks continued to fire in our direction. The story did not end there but I will tell you another time. Back at the base, my friend Shadow couldn't believe he was alive. He had no injuries. The explosion knocked him to the ground. I didn't have any injuries either. Not a single scratch. Today, my ear is doing great and I can hear normally.
Infantry procedures and drills are important. Here we see a striking example. I tell you only one of the events of the week. We have inflicted casualties on the enemy but we have lost many comrades.
It's war here. Real war.
Glory to Ukraine!
Unrelated video here below but a great example of mortars on dismounted personnel.
https://www.reddit.com/r/RussiaUkraineWar2022/comments/u6ndaj/video_from_ukraines_54th_mechanized_brigade/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3 
