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July 2, 2025
#IWSG – Genre Trial

Another month has passed, so it’s time for another Insecure Writer’s Support Group post, and an opportunity to plan another writing adventure.
First, it’s almost two months since I submitted my Snowdon Shadows police procedural, Fevered Fuse, to London-based publisher Joffe Books, and I’m still waiting for an answer. I’m beginning to suspect a rejection is awaiting me when the three-month deadline is reached in early August. At least I’m checking out other publishers by listening to a few of their authors’ books,
However, as I wait, I’m distracting myself by working on draft 6 of ‘Fates Maelstrom’, the second book in my Snowdon Shadows series. This revision primarily involves changing the POVs from multiple 3rd Person to Sparkle Anwyl’s 1st person, an interesting challenge as Sparkle isn’t in every scene.

Has anyone kept up to date with the legal cases against AI companies, like Anthropic and Meta, that have used pirated books, ignoring copyright, to train their AI products? My debut novel, Spiral of Hoovess, was one of thousands of pirated books. Latest news from the Authors Guild on the cases at: https://authorsguild.org/news/mixed-decision-in-anthropic-ai-case/ and https://authorsguild.org/news/meta-ai-ruling-meta-gets-technical-win-but-law-favors-authors/.
I have yet to write another episode of my Ukraine saga, Freedom Flights. The last one was Eagle’s Flight, and the next is provisionally called ‘Dispersal and Concealment’, and picks up on something discussed in Eagle’s Flight. Obviously, I’m also still following the news from Ukraine.
Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!
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July 2 question – Is there a genre you haven’t tried writing in yet that you really want to try? If so, do you plan on trying it?
This may be hypothetical for me, given that I have so many drafts to revise. There are also others that I must accept as remaining abandoned. Most of those to revise fall under the Crime & Mystery genre, although there is one that would be classed as Science Fantasy, Gossamer Flames. Also, Freedom Flights starts in 1944, and although the current episodes are Present Day, it would be classified as Historical Fiction… especially if I keep developing the 1944-2014 chapters.

However, I have written Fantasy and Science Fiction stories, an Alternative History, and a few Children’s short pieces, all of which are unlikely to be revised. I even started a Romance novel on the international tennis circuit. Checking out genre lists, such as Reedsy’s The Ultimate List of Book Genres: 35 Popular Genres, Explained, or Wikipedia’s List of writing genres, I realise there are quite a few genres I’ve missed attempting.
Two stand out: Horror and Erotica. A few of my shorts have had horrific elements, and one reviewer of Spiral of Hooves was unable to finish reading because of the “sexual scenes”.
Time to attempt writing an Erotic Horror… featuring a female vampire with strange fetishes. Or is that a ‘miss-stake’?

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June 18, 2025
Freedom Flights: Episode 38 – Eagle’s Flight

Episode 38 of Freedom Flights sees the return to Chayka Field of an unexpected supporter with some new recruits, and who is met by a character who will remain forever. There’s also a hint or two about events in the next episode.
I will continue trying to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen in 2025.
Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom, with too many losing their lives. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes and prepare for the genuine peace that must come soon.
Each day, I worry about the Middle East conflict escalating, not only because it could threaten many of us globally, but also as it would shift the attention and support away from Ukraine, when peace negotiations could be achievable.
Links to the previous episodes can be found on my Freedom Flights page via the left-hand sidebar.
Episode 38 – Eagle’s Flight
2024
Wednesday, October 9th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
Teniente Adelita Palomo grinned as she finished reading on her cellphone and handed it to her friend, Capitán Conchita Gutiérrez.
“Check out your guy’s feature on Ukrainian medevacs in Vuelo del Águila. As you expected, it’s excellent, and he suggests that readers with expertise volunteer, especially those who speak Ukrainian.”

Conchita took the phone and checked out the article by Aaron Garcia.
“As you say, ‘excellent’ and accurate. Not only does he mention the Night Witches, but he also sneaks us in by mentioning ‘the defensive role of Tiger Charlie flown by pilot, Capitán Gutiérrez & her co-pilot, Teniente Palomo’. We need to make a translation from Spanish for everyone else.”
She waved Major Kalyna Chayka over and explained the invaluable coverage to her and their plan to translate it.
“Good idea,” said Kalyna, after she’d scanned the piece. “I only know enough Spanish to now want to read your translation. Let me have it as soon as you can, and we’ll ensure everyone can see it. And not just our medevac team.”
“A couple in the squadron understand Spanish,” said Adelita. “We’ll let them know so they can spread the news.”
Shortly after Kalyna returned to the group she had come from, Mariyka Shevchuk announced the evening’s film from beside the restaurant’s screen.
“Tonight, we are screening two documentaries from the Ukrainian director, Alisa Kovalenko, starting with ‘We Will Not Fade Away’, a study of five Ukrainian teens and their brief escape from war on an expedition to the Himalayas. Filming took three years from 2019, mainly in Donbas, until the Russian invasion changed everything. Alisa went to fight on the front lines for four months before completing this documentary, then turned new footage from the frontlines into the film ‘My Dear Theo’, a video diary for her young son, which is our second screening after a brief interval.”
Mariyka paused before continuing, “ In 2023, Alisa said the first documentary ‘is not about the expedition, it’s not about the mountains or adventure therapy, it’s actually about the power of dreams and how you can still believe in your dreams when you are living in this kind of depressing place that isn’t very friendly to you and isn’t helping you to realise your goals. But you keep believing, and you put a lot of light in the middle of the darkness”.
The lights dimmed, and ‘We Will Not Fade Away’ started.

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Monday, October 21st – Diplomatic Academy of Ukraine, Kyiv, Ukraine
The room in the Academy was packed for the speech by US Defence Secretary Lloyd Austin, who was visiting Ukraine for the fourth time. This visit was crucial amid some Russian battlefield gains and with the imminent US election in two weeks. Everyone was aware that if Donald Trump were elected president, he had already suggested that he would be more reluctant than President Biden to continue to support Ukraine, as he had promised to end the war swiftly, potentially on terms favourable to Moscow. This would deprive Kyiv of its most powerful military and financial backer.
Five of the Night Witches’ supportive journalists were seated together near the rear behind all the university students, professors, and government representatives.
“Can Lloyd Astin reassure Ukrainians that the US will continue its support?” asked Darina Kearney. “Or are his hands tied?”
“I’d guess the impending election will temper what he says,” said her sister, Clodagh, co-host of the Canadian podcast Kearney Encounter.
“Most likely,” added Jane Wetherby, with her Anglo-Canadian perspective. “However, I believe he’ll make veiled references to ongoing US support.”
“While praising the ongoing bravery and ingenuity of Ukrainians,” concluded Carita Forsström, reporting for Swedish Aero News.
Some late arrivals sneaked in quietly, including a familiar but unexpected colleague. Spanish journalist Aaron Garcia noticed and managed to obtain a seat next to them.
“I’ll explain later why I’m back in Ukraine… after Lloyd Austin has spoken.”

Hennadii Nadolenko, the Director of the Academy, introduced the US Defence Secretary, who then began his speech, thanking the Director and others who had made his visit possible. He said he would talk about Ukraine’s just war of self-defence and the road ahead, telling those who doubted the truth behind the struggle to ‘come to Kyiv’.
He continued by saying one must not forget how the war began.
“For years, Putin had harassed and assaulted the independent nation-state of Ukraine. On February 24, 2022, Putin crossed the line into an all-out invasion. And the Kremlin started the largest war in Europe since World War II. Now, Putin’s war of choice poses fundamental questions to every government and every person who seeks a decent and secure world.”
After posing and answering the questions, Lloyd Austin emphasised the importance of America and allies in supporting Ukraine against Russian aggression, with clear results as he explained.
“Now, this invasion hasn’t gone the way that the Kremlin planned. After 970 days of war, Putin has not achieved one single strategic objective. Not one. President Zelenskyy didn’t flee. Kyiv didn’t fall. And Ukraine didn’t fold.”
The five colleagues nodded as he addressed the immense price Russia had paid, especially in terms of lives. But he also emphasised the cruel cost for Ukraine.
“Now, Ukraine has suffered terribly at Putin’s hands. Since February 2022, according to the U.N., Russian forces have killed more than 11,000 Ukrainian civilians in verified civilian casualty incidents. And that includes more than 600 children. The U.N. says that Putin’s forces have bombed more than 250 Ukrainian schools and hospitals. And they’ve wrecked treasured sites of Ukrainian history, culture, and memory. But the Kremlin’s malice has not broken Ukraine’s spirit. Ukraine stands unbowed — and strengthened.”
When he finished describing Ukrainian resistance, and added that, “Ukraine’s defenders have brought inspiration to the world — and glory to Ukraine”, the audience responded enthusiastically.
‘Slava Ukraini!’
Once the shouts of the salute had died down, Lloyd Austin spoke about what America and the coalition of 50 countries in the Ukraine Defence Contact Group were doing to oppose Putin’s aggression.
“For anyone who thinks that American leadership is expensive — well, consider the price of American retreat,” he said after talking about the 58 billion dollars spent since February 2022. “In the face of aggression, the price of principle is always dwarfed by the cost of capitulation. Our allies and partners know that. And I’ve been proud to watch the pro-Ukraine coalition dig deep.”
Knowing how the Night Witches were themselves a coalition of various nationalities, the five colleagues nodded in agreement, especially as Austin outlined the support from various countries.
He emphasised the urgency of the situation, culminating in adding, “I know that the Kremlin’s war is a nightmare from which the Ukrainian people are trying to awake. But we should all understand that Putin’s assault is a warning. It is a sneak preview of a world built by tyrants and thugs — a chaotic, violent world carved into spheres of influence; a world where bullies trample their smaller neighbors; and a world where aggressors force free people to live in fear.”
As Jane Wetherby had predicted, the Defence Secretary explained America’s position.
“And make no mistake. The United States does not seek war with Russia. And even as Putin makes profoundly reckless and dangerous threats about nuclear war, we will continue to behave with the responsibility that the world rightly demands of a nuclear-armed state.
So, the United States will uphold our sworn NATO obligations. The United States will defend every inch of NATO territory. And the United States will get Ukraine what it needs to fight for its survival and security.”
The audience applauded, and when the clapping subsided, he focused on the central defenders, saying, “Ukraine does not belong to Putin. Ukraine belongs to the Ukrainian people. And Moscow will never prevail in Ukraine.”
Building to a fitting climax.
“Ukraine has chosen the course of courage. And so have we. My friends, you walk a hard road. But you do not walk it alone. Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless all who fight to defend freedom.”
Lloyd Austin’s speech was received with a standing ovation and enthusiastic cheering.
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After obtaining some additional interviews with key participants, the five journalists found a coffee shop near the Academy. Once they had drinks and snacks, they found a table where they could discuss Lloyd Austin’s address.
[image error] Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky welcomes US Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin before their meeting in Kyiv on October 21, 2024. Ukrainian Presidential Press Service/Reuters“A welcome contribution, but it won’t relieve our Ukrainian forces’ needs during a drawn-out conflict on multiple fronts,” replied Clodagh Kearney. “Darina and I will analyse that in our next podcast.”
Her sister nodded and then added, “Kearney Encounter will be expected to express an opinion before the election… probably live from Kyiv. If any of you would like to be guests, our followers would find your viewpoint fascinating.”
At first, nobody volunteered, but they all nodded in agreement. After a silence filled with drinking and munching, Carita Forsström spoke up.
“It would make a change for me. Count on my appearance. It offers me a different challenge from writing online articles for Swedish Aero News. Normally, I can perfect the pieces before submitting. And recording Austin’s presentation gives me time to assess what he said.”
“You mean like this quote,” said Jane, playing an extract:
‘America’s security demands that we stand up to Putin’s aggression. Ukraine matters to U.S. security for four blunt reasons. Putin’s war threatens European security. Putin’s war challenges our NATO allies. Putin’s war attacks our shared values. And Putin’s war is a frontal assault on the rules-based international order that keeps us all safe.’
“Exactly,” said Carita. “That alone answers all those who question why the West must support Ukraine.”
“Too many politicians spout Russia’s lies,” said Aaron Garcia. “That’s what I was trying to do with my Spanish readers. As a result of my first article, there were invaluable responses. I’m going to Poland tomorrow but will return shortly… possibly to our favourite squadron.”
Everyone grinned, and Jane said, “I will probably see you there then, as I’m going to that base with Carita. When we were told, ‘Ukrainian factories are now pumping out some of the best UAVs in the world, and experienced Ukrainian air defenders are protecting their forces and their families,’ I remembered our innovative and brave Night Witches.”
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Saturday, October 26th – Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
Sergeant Marusya Dudziarz drove the base’s minibus around to the rear of the main building. Her four passengers climbed out and were greeted by First Lieutenants Andżelika and Estera Sówka, and Chief Paramedic Osinniy.
Aaron Garcia embraced the trio before introducing his three compatriots.
“As emailed to you, Andżelika, these Spanish ladies are the volunteers for the Night Witches.” In turn, he introduced them: “Katiuska Rebeca Meléndez and her K9, Treka, are an experienced search and rescue team. Aitana Salcedo and Jacinta Garcia are qualified paramedics. There were three male volunteers, so I found them a posting with your former battalion, Osinniy.”
“Smart move,” said the Chief Paramedic. “Especially if they’re experienced.”
“The majors said to meet in the canteen,” said Marusya. “There may be others there, not on duty… like those back from dawn patrols.”
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Lieutenant Polina Moroz was waiting for Marusya when they arrived in the canteen.
“Was driving the bus a relaxing change from co-piloting our Tiger?”
“No way. Lutsk gets busy when the train from Poland gets in. Flying there’s no aerial traffic, unless you count Russian missiles and drones on the night shift.”
Everyone chuckled.
Aaron noted that the Chayka majors had entered and were gesturing at a large table that was free.
“Do you want to join us, Marusya… Polina?”
“No thanks,” said Polina. “We need to eat quickly and then run our pre-flight checks before this evening’s patrol.”
The others joined Kalyna and Vasy at the large table, and Aaron introduced the new volunteers as they sat down.
“You’ve done us proud, Aaron,” said Kalyna. “We shouldn’t be surprised after your inspirational article in Vuelo del Águila.”
Jacinta hugged him enthusiastically, kissing him on the cheeks.
At that moment, Capitán Conchita Gutiérrez appeared in the doorway with her co-pilot Teniente Adelita Palomo. Conchita glowered at Aaron as he kissed the younger woman.
She stormed over and slapped Aaron. Then she turned to Jacinta and screamed.
“Who are you to be molesting my man. You didn’t expect me to turn up so soon…”
“I’m his sister, Jacinta… and a volunteer paramedic. You must be the fearless Conchita. My brother talks about you all the time.”
The pilot looked stunned and unsure how to respond. Aaron saved her by explaining.
“Judged understandably by my past behaviour. Please, trust me next time and believe when I say this is my only sister. Our other siblings are all macho brothers.” He turned to the majors. “Any key developments since I left last month?”
The cousins glanced at each other, and Vasy answered.
“On the day you left, Thursday, September 26th, Nadia Lysenko escaped from Kursk with Dasha Isakova in a captured Russian fighter jet. Another French helicopter pilot with Ukrainian ancestry, Lieutenant Cateline Ivanova, joined us. Otherwise, the training on NATO jets continues at Dęblin in Poland-”
“And the Russians continue to launch missiles, rockets, and drones incessantly almost every night, and often in the day,” added Kalyna. “Of course, they claim they’re targeting military objectives, despite hitting mainly civilian targets. Meanwhile, we need to develop our defensive strategy. Our jets can only leapfrog between bases when they’re not hidden here.”
Jane Wetherby and Carita Forsström came into the canteen, chatting to some ground crew. They left their chat when they saw the Spanish gathering and headed over.
“Now we understand, Aaron, why you came here via Poland,” said Jane. “At least, you seem to be justified in not joining us for the Kearney Encounter.”
He allowed the volunteers to introduce themselves after he’d told them who Jane and Carita worked for.
As the canteen filled with pilots and ground crew, many came over to thank Aaron for the article in Vuelo del Águila, which had been translated into Ukrainian and English. Nadia Lysenko and Aleks Górski were among the last and pulled up chairs to join the group.
“I’m so glad you made it back, Nadia,” said Aaron. “I worried about you and the others in Kursk when the rumours about ruthless North Koreans arriving in Russia began to circulate.”
“I only encountered vicious Russians,” replied Nadia. “However, Ukrainian military intelligence officially proved the rumours as fact on Wednesday. The first North Korean soldiers should be deployed in Kursk Oblast over this weekend.”
“I pray our forces continue to hold ground captured around Sudzha,” said Aleks. “We need the ongoing morale boost in the current climate.”
Everyone agreed in gestures and words. Then the Spanish recruits discussed their duties with the officers while the journalists aired their fears about the November 5th U.S. presidential vote.
“I fear the former Republican president, Donald Trump, being re-elected,” said Jane. “From both a Canadian and a European perspective, he proved dangerous in his first term.”
“It’s proving to be a closer race than expected,” said Aaron. “Even after President Biden withdrew, making Vice President Kamala Harris the Democratic candidate. After hearing their Defence Secretary lay out the Administration’s strategy for Ukraine, her election should be best for Ukraine and Europe.”

“Especially as Trump was antagonistic towards NATO last time, calling it ‘obsolete’. He might be claiming to end this war in 24 hours, but in whose favour?” asked Carita. “Moscow’s? Russia is already interfering in our elections. Will Moldova keep its pro-West president on November 3rd? Will Trump be inaugurated in January?
“He blames NATO countries for expecting the US to defend them,” said Jane. “Although some of those, such as Britain, Canada, Germany, Poland, and France, fought alongside the US in the Global War on Terrorism.”
“That was a global military campaign started by the Republican Bush Administration following the September 11 attacks in 2001,” said Nadia. “I had friends from the French forces in Afghanistan, some of whom lost friends, even partners. Let’s pray this war doesn’t escalate… although the casualties are already too horrific.”
The table went quiet, and the silence spread as everyone knew someone who had given their life for Ukraine’s peace and freedom.
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MPA target 2,780 Words
Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!
We Will Not Fade Away:
Alisa Kovalenko on We Will Not Fade Away
“Most of Us Went to the Front for the Sake of our Children’s Future”: Alisa Kovalenko on her CPH:DOX-debuting My Dear Théo
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Speech by US Defence Secretary, Lloyd Austin in Kyiv on October 21st, 2024: https://ua.usembassy.gov/remarks-in-kyiv-by-secretary-of-defense-lloyd-j-austin-iii-on-ukraines-fight-for-freedom/
Austin Makes Surprise Visit to Ukraine with a Focus on Air Defence:
Austin Makes Surprise Visit to Ukraine with a Focus on Air Defense
June 4, 2025
#IWSG – Book Dawn

It’s time for another Insecure Writer’s Support Group post, and an opportunity to reflect on the dawn of my book adventure.
First, it’s just a month since I submitted my Snowdon Shadows police procedural, Fevered Fuse, to London-based publisher Joffe Books. Not surprisingly, I’m still waiting for the publisher to answer. I’ve yet to start rewriting ‘Fates Maelstrom’, the second book in my Snowdon Shadows series, but I have written another episode of my Ukraine saga, Freedom Flights – Strategy and Tactics.
Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!
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June 4 question – What were some books that impacted you as a child or young adult?
My distant memory of books I read in my childhood throws up a few titles that have endured.
Initially, I had to research Fingerling, whom I vaguely recalled was a gnome in the illustrations. Actually, his original name is Pinkeltje, and he’s “a fictional character from the eponymous children’s book series by the Dutch writer Dick Laan. Pinkeltje is a white-bearded gnome and wears a pointed hat and is as big as a pinky finger, hence his name, meaning “fingerling” (literally “little pinky”) in Dutch.” I’m unsure how many English translations of the original twenty-nine books my parents bought for my siblings and me, but I remember enjoying a few.
However, I vividly remember devouring The Story of Ferdinand (1936), “the best-known work by the American author Munro Leaf. Illustrated by Robert Lawson…” This wonderful children’s book tells “the story of a bull who would rather smell flowers than fight in bullfights. He sits in the middle of the bull ring, failing to take heed of any of the provocations of the matador and others to fight.” I adored the illustrations and the story even more, especially as the ending felt perfect, and it probably had an impact on my storytelling. I’m certain the fact that my Chilean grandmother had a Pekinese called Ferdie, aka Ferdinand, added to the appeal. Perhaps, he was named after the bull.
As I recall my childhood, there are other books, like A.A. Milne’s stories, especially those about Winnie the Pooh, many of Beatrix Potter’s stories, and another favourite, The Happy Lion, which I received on my birthday, being a Leo. This 1954 children’s picture book by Louise Fatio, illustrated by Roger Duvoisin, “follows a Happy Lion in France who, after escaping the small zoo where he lives, is surprised that people, who loved visiting him there, are now scared of him.”

Happy Lion
1st edition front cover
I still have one of the books that I read and loved as a child, George Brooksbank’s ‘Old Mr Fox’. With a cover by celebrated Scottish wildlife artist Archibald Thorburn, this was my father’s copy, which he was given in 1932 for Christmas, the same year the book was published. This treasured book inspired me to write my first short story… about a fox running free.
C.S. Lewis’s The Chronicles of Narnia fed my passion for fantasy, which became the first genre I embraced in my writing. I read all the books in the series, some numerous times, and again, I still have the set. Lewis was the first of the Inklings, whose works I read fervently. Two more were later discoveries.

I could list other books I read as a child, but none were truly influential until, in my teens, I added Science Fiction to my reading addiction. The authors included Isaac Asimov, Arthur C. Clarke, Robert Heinlein, Douglas Adams, Philip J. Farmer, Harry Harrison, Karl Vonnegut, Frank Herbert, Harry Harrison, Poul Anderson, …and the list goes on. Imagine my surprise when I found Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders of Pern series crossed from engrossing fantasy into space, and became gripping Science Fiction.
Inkling three would be Owen Barfield, but not until I was in my twenties. Before then, though, for me, there was only one masterful Inkling.
My favourite author, even now, is J.R.R. Tolkien, whom I first discovered when I read his essay based on his lecture “Beowulf: The Monsters and the Critics“. So, reading “The Hobbit” and “The Lord of the Rings” came a few months later. I read the whole of “The Lord of the Rings” over one very long weekend when I was at Eton College in 1969, age 16. I still have the three hardback copies with their detailed fold-out maps.

Although most of these books had some influence on my writing, Tolkien’s works had a much greater impact. Ironically, my first effective creative writing teacher, the poet and writer Roger Woddis, said my writing was becoming ‘purple prose’ as I wanted to imitate Tolkien. Fortunately, I restrained myself from writing ‘purple prose’ while improving. I also read more books as I grew older. But that’s another chapter.
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May 30, 2025
Freedom Flights: Episode 37 – Strategy and Tactics

Episode 37 of Freedom Flights concludes the Polish scenes, so the next episode sees the return to Chayka Field of an unexpected supporter with some new recruits and is met by a character who will remain forever.
I will continue trying to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen in 2025.
Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom, with too many losing their lives. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes and prepare for the genuine peace that must come soon.
Links to the previous episodes can be found on my Freedom Flights page via the left-hand sidebar.
Episode 37 – Strategy and Tactics
2024
Sunday, September 29th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland

Alongside the acquired Sukhoi Su-30SM, the group of pilots gathered without the restraints of secrecy. Major Arne Östberg climbed into the cockpit and was joined by Capitaine Dasha Isakova, who had the most flight hours in this Flanker-H. He studied the layout of the controls, checking with Dasha that he had noted them correctly.
“Impressive, I took a little longer back at Kursk, even though I’d flown its predecessor in the US,” said Dasha.
“As had I. But I admit, as a test pilot, I’ve flown a few airframes, which helps. I hope you trust me and Raphaëlle to put this Flanker through its paces… against NATO opposition. I suspect she’ll hold her own as a 4+ generation fighter.”
“She should… with you two piloting her.”
Dasha climbed down, and Commandant Raphaëlle Balode replaced her in the cockpit.
“Ever flown one of these?” asked Arne.
“No. Just sat in this one with Éliane, studying the layout and the instruments. We’ve permission to take her up, once the tower gives us clearance.”
“After we do the pre-flight check… but do you know if the ground crew did theirs?”
“All our jet’s checks and for the other two, who should follow us up. But as neither of us has flown this type of airframe, we need to get ahead, Major.”
The Sukhoi Su-30SM crew stole some airtime from the others, checking out the training range well ahead of them.
Capitaine Aline Bonheur and the crew of the NH90 Caïman flew all the observers to the observation area overlooking the range. Once again, Kapitan Aleks Górski was given a judging role alongside Dasha, Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko. Others who came along had become the expert witnesses to how the Sukhoi Su-30SM performed.
As the senior referee and the Flanker’s original pilot, Dasha outlined the rules of the DACT exercise, then closed with the teams.
“Arne and Raphaëlle piloting the Sukhoi Su-30SM are in the Red Air aggressor-training role, simulating a Russian threat, against Éliane and Callum in the Mirage 2000-B and Pernilla and Lyana in a Gripen JAS 39F defending as Blue Air. However, Blue Air is flying with a normal weapons loadout for training purposes in peacetime mode.”
“For those unaware of how this DACT is judged,” said Colonel Jason Ayers, “I’ll explain. All three aircraft have ACMI pods and instruments for Air Combat Manoeuvring Instrumentation monitoring, which tracks, records, and analyses aircraft data during air combat training. Additional instruments are installed on Sierra to assist the referees.”
Then Dasha radioed the three jets. “Blue Air take up a defensive position. Red Air, prepare to attack in 30 seconds.”

Arne immediately put the Flanker into a steep climb, although warned by Raphaëlle that the Mirage climbed faster.
“But her ceiling is not as good,” she added.
However, after 30 seconds, Group Captain Callum McNeilly fired three of the French jet’s MBDA MICA missiles, and Captain Lyana Rudenko launched two AIM-132 ASRAAM missiles from the Swedish plane. Both Blue defenders then anticipated Red’s missile response, so they dived towards the ground, each followed by three Vympel R-73 short-range IR-homing air-to-air missiles. The defending jets evaded the six Vympels by flying close to the ground and past the wrecked tanks littering the range, so the missiles impacted on these decoy targets.
Meanwhile, Arne was taking evasive action using the Sukhoi’s steerable thrusters for super-maneuvrability, while Raphaëlle activated the two SAP-518 jamming pods on the wingtips, blocking the five incoming missiles’ guidance. He then put the Flanker into a dive towards the Gripen F, the somewhat slower of the Blue jets. As soon as he closed on the familiar target, Kapten Pernilla Eklund reacted using the jet’s canard and delta wing configuration to weave an agile trajectory around them.
“Raphaëlle, watch out for the Mirage attacking from behind. That Gripen is designed to assist other jets’ attacks… and to jam us.”
“When the Mirage closes, I’ll launch missiles while you perform a cobra manoeuvre. Éliane might not expect that.”
Dasha and Nadia recognised the move, having employed it in Kursk. However, remembering Dasha’s escape account, Capitaine Éliane Nowicki expected it as well and used the Mirage’s delta wing to make a tight turn and pull behind the Sukhoi again. As the pursuing missiles closed on the Mirage, Éliane used the French jet’s superior speed to dive past the Flanker so closely that the missiles switched target.

Arne made another manoeuvre and broke their own missiles’ infrared homing lock. Then he climbed away from the Blue jets and broadcast a message to everyone while circling the range.
“Flying this Sukhoi Su-30SM during this exercise has made me aware of many of its capabilities. There’s no sense in continuing, but what do others feel?”
Nobody disagreed with terminating the DACT exercise, but Lyana suggested it was worth their chief maintainers inspecting the Flanker, in part to identify vulnerabilities.
“The immediate weakness that I noted at Khalino,” said Dasha, “Was spare parts dependence, especially for the French-produced Thales holographic Head-Up Display 3022 system. I learnt that excessive flight hours and cost-cutting maintenance undermine the jets’ reliability.”
“Our maintainers could identify which systems are at risk,” said Éliane.
“I also propose another test,” said Arne. “By all accounts, the Russians launch their attacks in their secure airspace, using beyond-visual-range missiles. These can be launched from ranges around 40 kilometres or beyond. So, we need to test how effectively the Mirage-2000-5F and Gripen E can detect those missiles.”
“Excellent suggestion, Arne, but return to base first,” said Colonel Alfhild Falkborg. “We’ll need to make arrangements to run such long-range tests with the Polish Air Force. However, given our contacts, permission is sure to be granted.”
*
Zvenigora Restaurant, Dęblin, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland
Agnieszka welcomed the Night Witches and their friends to the Zvenigora, then led them to their usual tables.
“Fortunately, my niece, Mariyka, warned us to expect extra guests this evening. It’s also good to see some familiar visitors, although you don’t come often enough… from Sweden.”
Alfhild smiled, apologised, and then introduced Arne.
“And you know Major Ottillia Elmersson and Kapten Pernilla Eklund. I suspect everyone else has been here more recently.”
As there were so many in the group, they were shown to two long tables and given the day’s menu. Dasha and Nadia ensured that those who needed to discuss the Sukhoi Su-30SM confidentially sat together. The others were seated to shield that conversation from other tables.
“It was impressive how quickly your UAF officials managed to obtain permission from Poland for this afternoon’s radar test,” said Arne. “I felt the tests were conclusive, since the radars in both the Mirage 2000-5Fs and the Gripen Es detected every long-range missile launched by the Sukhoi Su-30SM. What did you all think?”
There was general agreement, although Alfhild made an observation.
“The squadron’s eight Gripen Cs were all intended to be decommissioned until some of us in the Swedish Air Force intervened and proposed they be supplied to Ukraine.” Ottillia and Pernilla smiled knowingly. “Therefore, their radars might need to be upgraded. I’m sure Saab will assist with that, especially as the Gripen was designed to integrate newly developed equipment as technology advances.”
“Until that happens,” said Ottillia. “Their existing radar will still detect incoming missiles launched at a considerable distance, certainly from just inside Russia, where Russian pilots feel safe.”
Arne nodded in agreement and then spoke.
“The Sukhoi Su-30SM may be the best Russian 4+ generation fighter jet you are facing in this war, but it isn’t invulnerable, as today’s exercises have demonstrated. We’ve identified its weaknesses, especially against some NATO fighters. A few have been shot down, although it still presents a formidable foe.”
He paused as food orders were taken. A short while later, he continued.
“We are now in a position to develop invaluable strategies for pilots who face this Flanker-H. On closer technical examination, we should be able to identify the most vulnerable areas.”
“Useful for ground forces, too,” said Master Engineer Anatol Krakarth. “A well-directed drone could do considerable damage. However, is this Sukhoi Su-30SM vulnerable when parts wear out?”
“I mentioned that to Kalyna and Vasy earlier,” said Alfhild. “They mentioned UAF had some suitable Sukhoi spare parts that were on a helicopter a defecting Russian pilot landed in Ukraine.”
“I remember that incident,” said Adriana. “Any specifically for a Flanker won’t have been used on our Su-27s… hopefully.”
“And where the parts are identical, they should be available from UAF stores,” said Dasha. “Thinking back to when this Sukhoi Su-30SM was spotted in Eastern Ukraine, the similarity to the Su-27 makes it easier to explain its existence.”
“Crafty. Another defection,” suggested Nadia, just as their food arrived.
Serious conversation gave way to casual chatter and eating pleasure. For a while, it was a chance for couples to reunite and for new relationships to develop. Brajan Rudawski was overjoyed that Nadia had escaped from Russia, while Igor Dubicki could finally relax with Aleks. After brief encounters tied to military priorities, Callum and Aline were moving beyond winks and brushed hands.
Until the Sukhoi Su-30SM interrupted the evening again.
“We need to address the long term,” said Jason, slowly ending his whispered chat with Lyana. “Plans to make a better version in Ukraine. Is that realistic? We began discussing that at Myrhorod Air Base… although most of you weren’t there.”
“Exactly,” said Callum. “Basically, the idea was that Ukraine’s most trusted squadron commanders and technical advisors, with their staunchest allies, should discuss developing a superior version of the Sukhoi Su-30SM over the next few years.”
“However, although Ukraine has a first-rate aviation tradition,” replied Alfhild. “Even partnering with Saab, we’re talking about a major development programme costing billions of Euros, except rebuilding the country is the priority after winning the war. Furthermore, all the major countries are now involved in developing a sixth-generation fighter.”
“I’d agree,” said Raphaëlle. “Dassault Aviation is already the prime contractor for the New Generation Fighter, with Airbus as the main partner, and then companies from other countries, such as France, Germany, and Spain, are involved.”
“Saab is already developing several sixth-generation technologies for the Gripen,” added Arne. “Although the Sukhoi Su-30SM is not Russia’s most advanced jet, they are reluctant to use so many of their superior Su-57S in combat, I believe. I feel Ukraine’s best approach is to press Sweden and Saab for more Gripen Es, even Fs.”

All the Witches nodded as dessert brought more off-topic time. However, Adriana needed to address training priorities once coffee arrived… and before too much alcohol flowed
“As we attract ‘new’ Ukrainian pilots, we will need more jets and I feel, as many do, that Gripens are our future. If it wasn’t for the squadron’s personal contacts,” Adriana smiled at the Swedish and French contingent before continuing, “The Night Witches would be stuck flying just MiG-29s. Any chance of Saab reconsidering a plant in Ukraine again…or to avoid Russian attacks, in Poland?”
“That’s an aim your Swedish advocates keep pushing,” said Alfhild, and her compatriots nodded. “Poland might be an easier location to promote while Ukraine suffers almost nightly air raids. However, it would take time for any Gripens to be produced. Until then, obtaining more Cs intended for decommissioning would be the immediate solution… and persuading all the UAF top officers that one squadron is ready for alternatives to the F-16.”
“When our Mirages are authorised for combat from Ukraine, there is another option,” said Éliane. “They could do back-to-back missions with two pilots as quickly as the maintainers could turn them around.”
“The same could work with the Gripen Cs,” said Pernilla. “We should be able to train more pilots. We need to ensure the increased flight hours mean extra attention from the ground crews, so you always know you’re flying a reliable aircraft.”
“My students are taught to avoid cannibalising craft except when they’re wrecks,” added Anatol. “So, I’m glad some of our best graduates are serving with you, Night Witches.”
“All our maintainers here,” said Lyana, indicating those on the second table. “They’re already sharing their specific expertise on Mirages and Hornets, while learning about the Sukhoi. Then some of the Chayka Field maintenance team… including Anatol’s graduates – are sharing skills on Gripens with anyone needing to learn.”
“Useful strategy,” said Anatol. “As long as every mechanic focuses on their specialist area, and each craft is serviced by a complete chief-led team. Gripens, I know, only need one highly experienced technician and five conscripts per craft, although I presume a skilled team can achieve a faster turnaround.”
“That’s one of the Gripen’s selling points, along with its ability to operate from austere conditions”, said Alfhild. “But I can also see the F-16 has a numerical advantage with so many countries using it. Although Saab has ensured that Gripens can be modified according to a buyer’s requirements. Hence, countries as different as Thailand, South Africa, and Hungary have acquired them.”
“That must mean pilots are not having to learn Swedish to fly a Gripen,” said Adriana. “Like ours requiring a grasp of English… a task all of the Night Witches seem to have embraced.”
“No doubt inspired by our tri-lingual majors,” added Nadia. “Speaking two Ukrainian dialects, English, and Québécois. I guess many of us speak two or three.”
“If not, this University has a Foreign Language centre,” said Anatol. “They’ve helped me perfect my English.”
**
Monday, September 30th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland
Dasha and Nadia knew Kalyna and Vasy Chayka had set up this interview with the Canadian podcast that supported Ukraine and the Night Witches.
‘Kearney Encounter with Clodagh and Darina’ had completed its trip to the front line, bringing aid to forces and groups struggling against the Russian invaders. Having witnessed the Sukhoi Su-30SM cross into Ukraine from Kursk, Clodagh & Darina Kearney were keen to talk to the two pilots.
However, this would be the ideal opportunity to create a deception around the Sukhoi Su-30SM.
The Kearneys had set up their podcast at the back of the briefing room, where they had hung their Ukrainian flag and the Air Force flag with the Night Witches Zharptytsia insignia in between them.
Clodagh and Darina welcomed the two pilots to the podcast and then introduced them to the live online audience.
“Our audience has been waiting for almost a week to learn about your escape from Russia, Nadia,” asked Clodagh. “We hear you were imprisoned in the notorious Malaya Loknya Women’s Prison from mid-August. Apologies if that brings back horrific memories. You don’t need to answer that.”
As Dasha squeezed her hand, Nadia answered.
“It was traumatic, but I need to let people know what the Russians will do to win.”
She related how she was betrayed and captured, how she was tortured but escaped. Then she continued with the infiltration of Khalino Air Base, aided by Dasha’s scheming.
“Under the cover of multiple drone attacks, we stole a Sukhoi Su-27 and escaped towards Ukraine, followed by Russian fighter jets, but as we passed Sudzha, Ukrainian defenders, learning our identity, shot the pursuers down. We then crossed the border safely.”

“Sorry to interrupt,” said Darina. “Our followers believe you were flying a Sukhoi Su-30SM, not a Su-27. Are we all mistaken?”
“Easily done,” replied Dasha. “Those two Sukhoi models are similar, since the Su-30SM was developed from the Su-27. When I worked at Khalino – undercover – many of the parts were the same for both models and interchangeable. In flight, the Sukhoi Su-27 looks like a Su-30SM, so much so that the UAF base where we landed was confused.”
“We wished we had stolen a Sukhoi Su-30SM fighter,” said Nadia. “Such a theft would have shaken Russian security and given us a fighter worth studying. However, there are more modern designs that NATO would like to analyse in depth.”
The sisters nodded and changed the topic.
“Some of the UAF squadrons are flying F-16s, but the Night Witches are training on other NATO jets. Does this mean we’ll see the squadron fighting in different NATO craft?” asked Clodagh. “If so, which ones?”
Dasha and Nadia outlined what they were authorised to say about the training and future aims of the squadron, both the jets and the helicopters. When the sisters seemed satisfied, they thanked them and ended the podcast.
“We know you were restricted in what you could say,” said Darina. “We’re grateful on behalf of our followers. However, we realise why you had to claim you hadn’t stolen a Sukhoi Su-30SM. It’s quite a prize, one that the Russians can’t admit was taken. We won’t let on either, as there have to be reasons. Trust us as staunch supporters of the Night Witches.”
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May 21, 2025
Freedom Flights: Episode 36 – Never Fade Away

This Episode of my ongoing fictional Ukrainian story ‘Freedom Flights’ is dedicated to Juanita’s and my friend and exceptional carer, Samantha Pieper, who died yesterday, aged only 25. One of the ongoing characters in the story, Sergeant Marusya Dudziarz, was inspired by her. A GoFundMe page has been started “to help cover the unexpected costs of her funeral and memorial services”.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/easing-the-burden-samantha-piepers-funeral

Episode 36 of Freedom Flights concludes the medical issues arising from the Kursk escape to Ukraine. The Poland scenes in this episode will continue next time… in a few days.
I will continue trying to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen in 2025.
Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom, with too many losing their lives. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Plus, that assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes and prepare for the genuine peace that must come soon.
Links to the previous episodes can be found on my Freedom Flights page via the left-hand sidebar.
Episode 36 – Never Fade Away
2024
Friday, September 27th – Squadron Command Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
On the main Command Centre screen, Kalyna and Vasy Chayka reviewed how the Night Witches had changed in over two years of war.
“Although we now have more helicopter flight crew here than fixed wing pilots,” said Vasy. “The new pilots at Dęblin should increase our effective contribution to Ukraine’s victory.”
“We haven’t suffered the same casualties as other units, although seven killed is still tragic,” added Kalyna, pointing to the new Roll of Honour on the wall.
She continued, “Mainly because we haven’t been used near the frontlines… except for the two Kursk missions. Fortunately, Nadia Lysenko was rescued from Russia, and just poor Polina Melynk was wounded on that mission.”
“How is Nadia?” asked Vasy.
“She needs time to recover, according to the doctor at Myrhorod. She’s due to see Doctor Sacha Proulx today, after seeing us shortly. Maybe she might tell us more.”
Kalyna glanced at the digital clock above the screen.
“I hope we have time to discuss more than whether there are any new recruits for the Tigress helicopter Brigade, Nadia leads. Her opinion on the situation in Dęblin could be useful before the UAF’s official report.”
“She has served with some of the French pilots,” added Vasy. “She and Aline persuaded their contacts to bring Mirage 2000-5Fs to assist Ukraine.”
There was a knock at the door, and Kapitan Nadia Lysenko entered with a short-haired female French lieutenant.
“May I present Lieutenant Cateline Ivanova, an experienced helicopter pilot who served in the French Army Light Aviation’s 1st Combat Helicopter Regiment with Capitaine Aline Bonheur.”
“You wish to volunteer to fly helicopters with us?” asked Vasy. “Why?”
“To fight for Ukraine’s freedom like my maternal great-grandfather,” replied Cateline. “I heard superb things about the Night Witches from Aline and hoped I would qualify.”
“So, you’ve flown an NH90 Caïman?” asked Kalyna. “Anything else?”
“In the academy, I was taught on smaller craft, but in combat, just Caïmans and Eurocopter Tigers. You have both, I hear.”

“I told her we had both,” said Nadia. “Although I also mentioned Alfa Tiger was short one pilot… two if Doctor Sacha grounds me.”
“Unlikely,” said Vasy. “Unless your wounds impair your ability to fly the Tiger. Are you concerned, Nadia?”
The Tigress leader hesitated, glancing from major to major, as if unsure what they expected.
“I was worried when I collapsed on the escape flight. Was it just a lack of sleep? I’m hoping Sacha can reassure me. But first we must discuss Dęblin.”
The cousins nodded, and Kalyna pointed at the list of new pilots on the screen.
“Are these all jet pilots? Or would any of them join your Brigade?”
Nadia studied the list and then looked at Cateline.
“We talked with some of them before we were flown here. Two Québécois pilots had the right experience. Did anyone else say anything about helicopters that seemed useful, Cateline?”
“I didn’t realise Kapitan Aleks Górski was your Tiger co-pilot,” said Cateline. “Apologies if this is sensitive. How did she end up co-piloting the NH90 Caïman with Aline?”
Nadia hesitated, so Kalyna answered.
“When Kapitan Lysenko went MIA in Kursk, her co-pilot, Aleks Górski, volunteered for the rescue mission. She’s stayed as part of the crew ever since.”
“However, if Nadia is deemed fit to fly Alfa Tiger again and Aleks wants to join her, that is fine by us,” said Vasy. “Aline will need a new co-pilot, and you, Cateline, are the perfect candidate.”
“If I’m not airworthy,” said Nadia with a forced grin. “Aleks can choose the best Québécois recruit as her co-pilot. As for the other recruits, they’re learning to fly Mirage 2000-5Fs while perfecting their skills in the CF-18A Hornets. There are also more than enough to ensure the squadron could have five active flights when our wounded pilots recover. That’s excluding the combat-ready French Mirage flight.”
“So, six flights come January,” said Kalyna. “By then, we should be allowed to use our best jets in combat… Gripens, Mirages, and Hornets, with our MiG-29s as valuable back-ups.”
*
Medical Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine

Once Doctor Sacha Proulx had studied the readouts from the monitors attached to Nadia, she continued asking questions.
“My initial physical examination suggested that some visible wounds were healing. But instruments detected internal damage responsible for your ongoing health issues. So, I must ask how long the Russians tortured you for?”
Nadia winced as the memories flooded back.
“When I was captured on August 12th, I was dragged to a farm building by soldiers… stripped naked and beaten “ She paused and closed her eyes, fighting off her fears. “They were about to rape me, but Dimitri, the officer who betrayed me, argued I was too valuable a prisoner.”
She stopped, and Sacha held onto her shaking body. Eventually, Nadia continued.
“I was taken, imprisoned, and tortured in Malaya Loknya Women’s Prison. Some Ukrainian women soldiers had been there for over a year, abused day after day. I was also beaten and abused, but luckily only for ten days, until August 23rd when our forces stormed the prison.”
“And our soldiers rescued you all?’ asked Sacha.
Nadia shook her head. “Not everyone. Some guards fled, dragging some of us away as hostages… but I escaped with a few others after three more days of Russian brutality. Most risked reaching Ukrainian lines… but I felt my Zoo colleagues would try to rescue me.”
“Learnt with French special forces, who never abandon a comrade. As I experienced in Côte d’Ivoire.” Sacha glanced at the monitors before continuing. “Now I understand my observations. You’ve had almost a month for the external signs, such as bruising, to disappear, although I detected a couple of deeper bruises, or hematomas, which have almost vanished. However, other internal injuries require observation and more time to heal.”
“Yet, I feel fit and ready to fly again… well, helicopters. Surely that’s acceptable?”
Sacha shook her head and rested a hand on Nadia’s, checking her pulse.
“Like my counterpart at Myrhorod, I recommend caution… after your blackout returning from Kursk, and your tremors recalling your harrowing experiences in prison. Have there been other traumatic episodes?”
Nadia closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. “I want to say no. Except I must admit nightmares and inability to sleep. Even abrupt noises make me anxious. Is it PTSD?”
“Not the worst case of PTSD I’ve seen. It may not be PTSD, but acute concussion if the guards beat you on the head repeatedly.”
Nadia nodded and asked, “If I were flying, fainting could be fatal for me and my co-pilot. Can concussion mask PTSD?”
“That’s a likely diagnosis as well. It would explain the mix of symptoms. I’d recommend not flying or, at the very least, letting someone else pilot. You must avoid combat. Finally, keep me informed, especially if you have more episodes.”
**

Sunday, September 29th – Dęblin Military Air Base, Lublin Voivodeship, Poland
The NH90 Caïman landed at Dęblin to collect the UAF officers desperate to return to Lviv after Saturday’s Russian attacks across Ukraine.
The most despicable incident was in Sumy, the third in six weeks involving medical facilities in the city. This time, Saint Panteleimon Clinical Hospital was struck twice within a 45-minute period. Most fatalities occurred from the second strike as rescuers attempted to evacuate 113 patients. With the death toll and injuries rising, medical units had been alerted countrywide.
However, the Night Witches’ medevacs had been dispatched to other attacks on civilian targets in Ukraine. Capitaine Aline Bonheur had returned to Chayka Field so Lieutenant Cateline Ivanova could replace Kapitan Aleks Górski as co-pilot, replicating their French deployment in Africa’s Sahel region. After responding to an incident in Kyiv, Aline flew the Caïman back to Dęblin.
While Lieutenant Cecilija Lusk supervised Sierra’s refuelling, Aline and Cateline went to find their passengers. As they walked towards the briefing room, they noticed Alfa Tiger and the PZL SW-4 Puszczyk.
“Has there been a change of plan?” asked Cateline. “Isn’t that Puszczyk used for passenger flights?”
“Usually, but perhaps someone needed to come here like the Majors and using their jets wasn’t fuel-efficient.”
Inside the mystery was partly solved when they noticed two code talkers, Aenoheso Little Hawk and Mahihkan Wolf Sister, with the two UAF officers whom the Caïman crew were collecting. However, Colonel Maksym Bondarenko looked up and came over.
“I’m glad you returned safely, but I must apologise. Major-General Natan Isaiev and I are going to Lviv in the Puszczyk. Sergeant Marusya Dudziarz kindly brought my code talker here with her Cree colleague. Marusya offered to fly Natan, Aenoheso and me to Ukraine… if you don’t mind.”
Aline noticed Group Captain Callum McNeilly smile and wink at her.
“We’d appreciate the rest after our trip to Kyiv and back. Many thanks, Colonel.” She noted Cateline nodding in agreement, so added, “This is Lieutenant Cateline Ivanova, our latest recruit, whom I served with in the French 1st Combat Helicopter Regiment.”
“Welcome to the 2022 Night Witches,” said Maksym. “And our thanks for fighting for Ukraine.”
“I’m proud to serve my maternal great-grandfather’s motherland,” Cateline replied, saluting before adding, “Slava Ukraini.”
Maksym returned the salute and replied, “Heroiam slava!”. Everyone repeated the cry.
Kapitan Nadia Lysenko joined them with Kapitan Aleks Górski.
“Although I miss Sierra,” said Aleks, “It’s great to be back in Alfa Tiger with Nadia.”
“Likewise, with a Caïman and Aline,” said Cateline. “What brings you here?”
Nadia smiled and replied, “We needed to discuss the training schedule, which is why Mahihkan came… then we can contact Kalyna and Vasy securely.”
“And when I’m back in Lviv,” said Maksym, “Aenoheso will allow me to talk securely. Colonel Alfhild Falkborg and colleagues will be arriving later, so they can inspect the Sukhoi Su-30SM and discuss our Gripen programme.”
He waved to the figures deep in conversation at the rear of the room.
Capitaine Dasha Isakova was telling Natan about how she had infiltrated Khalino Airbase.
“Zoo Sécurité, the Interpol-approved agency which sent me to find Nadia, created a new identity that convinced the Russian officers I approached that my credentials made me worth employing. Our sympathisers in Kursk also helped and ensured their drone attacks coincided with Kyiv’s.”
“Will you continue to fight with us?”
“Until a just peace is secured, hopefully longer. Ukraine feels like home. I discovered that when I met someone… some of your ground forces in Kursk”
Natan smiled. “I understand. We have to pray that we all see the peace.”
He checked his watch and the wall clock.
Then he joined Maksym, who said, “We need to sort out any remaining issues about the Sukhoi Su-30SM before we leave shortly.” They gestured to the two NATO officers who were now talking with Dasha. All three came over.
“I there anything urgent before we leave?” Natan asked the trio. “If not, it can wait until the main session.”
“Only the Polish Air Force technical team wants to inspect the Sukhoi Su-30SM at midday,” replied Colonel Jason Ayers. “Everything else can wait until later when the Swedes are here.”
Before the Lviv group could leave, Aline turned to Maksym.
“I must come out to the Puszczyk and thank Marusya for flying you all back. Then I’ll tell Cecilija we are staying longer than planned.”
*

By the time Natan, Maksym and Aenoheso had reached Lviv, Alfhild had arrived in two Gripen JAS 39F two-seaters with her trainer colleagues, Major Ottillia Elmersson and Kapten Pernilla Eklund, and a fourth officer, whom she introduced.
“Major Arne Östberg is one of our technical experts and a brilliant test pilot. He was my first choice for assessing the capabilities of the Sukhoi Su-30SM that Captains Dasha Isakova and Nadia Lysenko captured from the Russians.”
The lean, brown-haired man saluted the group gathered in the briefing room.
“I believe most of you have already inspected the Flanker, but has anyone flown her… except the pilots who brought the jet out of Russia. I’d like to test the jet in the air. I can then compare the handling to our NATO jets.”
“I was Dasha’s navigator on the final leg here,” said Jason Ayers. “She encouraged me to fly the Flanker once we crossed into Poland… and land her here. Such a responsive jet would be an interesting challenge for fighters like your Gripen E or F.”
“We have both here,” said Alfhild. “We can set something up using this base’s training area.” She paused as a group of seven pilots entered and saluted. When they were seated, she continued, “First, we need to discuss which Night Witches intend to make up the squadron’s Gripen flights.”
Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko stood and came to Alfhild, handing her a sheet of paper.
“That’s all the pilots whom the Majors intend to make up our five Gripen flights at Chayka Field eventually. However, they are aware we need six more recruits and ten more single-seat Gripens to reach the target. Until then, we have some options. Initially, one flight of MiG-29s.”
A second pilot joined Adriana.
“I’m Captain Lyana Rudenko, leading four other Québécois pilots currently perfecting our flying skills in CF-18A Hornets, but willing to learn other airframes such as Gripens, MiG-29s, or Mirage 2000-5Fs. We are adaptable.”
Two other pilots approached.
“I’m Commandant Raphaëlle Balode and this is Capitaine Éliane Nowicki. We are adding five single-seat Mirage 2000-5Fs and one two-seater Mirage 2000-B to the squadron’s itinerary, although not until Paris officially agrees that Ukraine can use them in combat. Until then, seven French pilots are available to fly anything else for Ukraine, or train others on Mirages.”
Alfhild thanked them all and then suggested secure links be opened to Chayka Field and Lviv before anything was decided. Then Kalyna and Vasy greeted everyone.
“We realise some of you still need to discuss things further,” said Kalyna. “Adriana Pavlenko knows our training priorities, as does Nadia Lysenko, so finalise an effective programme with them. However, we need to review our latest acquisition, avoiding sensitive details. For those, you can message us via Mahihkan.”
“Before I fly your addition to the inventory, please show me the package,” said Arne. “I need to make comparisons. We also need to plan my co-pilot and the DACT exercise.”
“One of the two-seaters would be the obvious match-up,” said Raphaëlle. “If I’m your co-pilot, I can be objective.”
“Unless you’re facing a Mirage,” said Callum. “Although if Éliane was disadvantaged with an unfamiliar navigator… it might work.”
Everyone laughed at the suggested and unexpected pairings.
“Was there any valuable feedback from other visitors?” asked Vasy, hinting at the Polish Air Force technical team. “If necessary, message us later.”
“They had invaluable suggestions on adaptations,” said Jason. “Some tally with mine and Callum’s. We’ll message you all after Arne has given his reaction later.”
“We will await that,” said Maksym. “Is there anything we can discuss openly now? When you are discussing training, Natan and I want to avoid creating language restrictions by having jets requiring anything other than Ukrainian or English. We’re also concerned that all planes have reasonable flight lives remaining.”
Nadia let Adriana reply.
“Those are priorities we plan to discuss with all our allies here. We suspect they share those concerns, as do their superiors.”
“On behalf of those allies, I know all our supplied jets are NATO compatible,” said Raphaëlle. “However, we will ensure those requirements are met. As for other issues, nobody is indicating a need to say anything else. I propose we adjourn outside?”
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Slava Ukraini

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Sketches, Lingerie And Paris Memories: A Ukrainian Sniper On How She Survived Russian Captivity-Jan 18th 2024:
May 7, 2025
#IWSG – Writing Fears

It’s time for another Insecure Writer’s Support Group post, and an opportunity to write about something opportune.
On Sunday evening, I finally submitted my police procedural, Fevered Fuse, to London-based publisher Joffe Books. After researching the best independent publishers for crime fiction, Joffe Books was my first choice. I should hear back from them within three months. While waiting for the publisher to answer, I’ll rewrite ‘Fates Maelstrom’, the second book in my Snowdon Shadows Mysteries, and write more episodes of my Ukraine saga, Freedom Flights.
Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!
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May 7 question – Some common fears writers share are rejection, failure, success, and lack of talent or ability. What are your greatest fears as a writer? How do you manage them?
Since my late teens, submitting a manuscript has triggered my fear of rejection. I can’t remember the exact short story, but I wrote many fantasy stories in my teens. However, I do remember my first rejection was for one I submitted to a fantasy magazine whose name I have conveniently forgotten. All I know is that I was discouraged from submitting any fiction for decades. But I couldn’t stop writing and even edited a magazine called Mind Sphere for a bilingual SF & fantasy society I helped create in Montreal, Canada.

My first paid editing job for The Field magazine led to my first published fiction articles, and eventually, my factual writing was published hundreds of times over the next thirty-five years. But my fear of rejection for fiction writing hovered in the background.
When I finally finished a novel I believed in – not my first or even third attempt – I submitted it, despite fearing another rejection… and encouraged by my wife, Juanita. However, Spectacle Publishing accepted Spiral Of Hooves and my debut novel was published in 2013. Except another fear emerged: the fear of failure.

Although Spiral Of Hooves sold a few copies and had predominantly excellent reviews, I believed I had failed. I’d written a sequel but shelved it and worked on other stories, unwilling to resign myself to accepting I lacked talent.
Or was that my problem?
I submitted some shorts, willing at last to accept a few rejections. IWSG threw me a lifeline, and in 2019, my WWII historical fantasy short story Feathered Fire was accepted for the 2020 IWSG Anthology Voyagers: The Third Ghost. The encouragement from the published short and fellow authors has helped me have faith in my writing. It’s also led to my ongoing Ukraine episodic story, Freedom Flights.

On one level, I manage my fears through my writing, although if I look at the growing pile of unpublished shorts and novels, I still question my talent.
Submitting Fevered Fuse feels like a test. Am I prepared for rejection? Or does another publishing opportunity bring the risk of not promoting the book enough? How do I promote a book when I’m housebound? I must do more than print a few T-shirts like the Spiral Of Hooves one I’m wearing today.
Perhaps I only need to be online in the present digital age… not housebound but cloud-borne.

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I’ve just read this interesting blog piece by Pauline Rowson, the best-selling author of many crime novels, published by Joffe Books: https://www.rowmark.co.uk/article/the-emotional-stages-of-writing-a-novel/
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April 2, 2025
#IWSG – Fantasy Dreams

It’s time for another Insecure Writer’s Support Group post. Although I started writing this on April 1st, I’ll stick to the truth and avoid fooling you.
Fact 1. Yesterday, as promised, I received the final edit from my editor’s assistant of my police procedural, Fevered Fuse. Hopefully, this means I will submit the manuscript to the first publisher by the end of this month and should hear back within three months. While waiting for the publisher to answer, I’ll begin rewriting ‘Fates Maelstrom’, the second book in my Snowdon Shadows Mysteries.

Fact 2. In late March, I began writing Episode 36 of my Ukraine saga, Freedom Flights, but it’s now on hold, unlike the deadly war, the fragile peace negotiations, and treacherous Putin’s machinations. Hopefully, the rational leaders can negotiate a dependable and lasting peace in the next few months.
Slava Ukraini
Heroiam slava!

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April 2 question – What fantasy character would you like to fight, go on a quest with, or have a beer/glass of wine with?
Fact or Fiction? I guess most fantasy is fiction, although centuries ago the first storytellers based their tales on fact. Like some of the heroes and heroines in the Icelandic Eddas were possibly real people, so they could be considered as ‘fact’.
Unlike my choices. First, Geralt of Rivia, aka The Witcher, No. 1, for questing with.

No. 2. Drinking companion: harder as some like Gimli the Dwarf would drink me under the table. However, another of the Nine Companions in The Lord of the Rings, Frodo Baggins, might be preferable with a similar consumption to me.

No. 3. I don’t fancy fighting any of my favourite fantasy characters, as I’d start at a disadvantage, unless, as a Leo, I faced the Cowardly Lion from author L. Frank Baum’s The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.

Instead, why couldn’t I choose someone to marry? Perhaps Menolly, the Harper heroine in some of the early novels in the Dragonriders of Pern series, written by American-Irish author Anne McCaffrey.

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The Harper Hall Trilogy
Or maybe the shieldmaiden Éowyn from The Lord of the Rings, or my favourite female character from The Witcher novels by Andrzej Sapkowski, and in the Witcher games, the redheaded medic Shani, who’d be the perfect drinking companion… and invaluable in a fight.
[image error] The Witcher 3: How Shani’s Role Evolved from the Books to the Gameshttps://gamerant.com/the-witcher-3-shani-role-purpose-evolution-books-to-games/
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March 21, 2025
Freedom Flights: Episode 35 – Heroes Never Die

Episode 35 of Freedom Flights continues the medevac plotline and deals with the Kursk aftermath in Ukraine. Because of the events in this episode, it will become apparent that there will be scenes in Poland next time.
I will continue trying to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen in 2025.
Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Plus, that assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes and prepare for the genuine peace that must come soon.
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Episode 35 – Heroes Never Die
2024
Thursday, September 26th – Main Military Clinical Hospital, 16 Hospitalna St, Kyiv, Ukraine

Captain Henrika Visser landed the Black Hawk, with Lieutenant Beitris Berengar guiding them safely to the nearest open ground to the hospital. Their two paramedics began passing the six stretchers to the hospital’s waiting nurses.
“Are these all the patients from the Chernyakhivka apartment attack?” asked a nurse.
“Another six critical are coming in another helicopter, callsign Golf,” said paramedic Alicja Dubicka. “The less critical are coming by road. However, a larger craft, callsign Sierra, is bringing a dozen patients from another town.”
“We’ll ensure more staff can receive those patients.”
As the last stretcher was unloaded, Beitris radioed their colleagues.
“Hotel to Golf. We’re about to leave, but there’s space to land on our port side. Over.”
“Golf to Hotel. Understood. We’re three minutes away. Over and out.”
Once the hospital staff cleared the landing area, Captain Xenia Ahlberg landed the Griffon with Lieutenant Acacia Berntsen’s guidance. While they waited for more nurses to retrieve their six patients, Beitris called the NH90 Caïman as her crewmates prepped for takeoff.
“Hotel to Sierra. About to leave, so will be space beside Golf for you to land. How near are you? Over.”
“Sierra to Hotel. We’re five minutes out, with one seriously critical patient requiring emergency attention. Medical staff have been alerted already. See you at the northern meet-up later. Over and out.”
The Black Hawk also arranged to meet the Griffon on the north side of Kyiv, where their Bravo Tiger escort would join them all.

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Capitaine Aline Bonheur and Kapitan Aleks Górski could see the emergency medical staff waiting for them to land the NH90 Caïman. Chief Paramedic Osinniy and First Lieutenant Estera Sówka ensured their seriously critical patient was the first unloaded when Lieutenant Cecilija Lusk opened the side doors.
On alighting from the NH90, Osinniy handed the doctor her notes.
“The patient displays signs of crushed internal organs from falling masonry. We scanned for internal bleeding, hence the urgency.”
“Thanks. We’re all set to operate,” replied the doctor as two nurses wheeled the patient away. The rest of the hospital medics began receiving the other eleven wounded in the Russian attack.
Inside Sierra, Spanish journalist Aaron Garcia was talking to the crew.
“I’m grateful to all of you Night Witches for the stories you’ve helped me with. Aline, my thanks to you all for giving me the chance to cover this medevac operation. I intend to write an article that moves readers to donate, and some might even volunteer.”
“I sense you’re not coming back to Chayka Field,” said Aleks. “What are you planning next?”
He grinned. “First, to end this story with the hospital’s medical staff caring for those injured last night.” He paused to collect his backpack, from which he removed a letter. “Then, I’m going home to Ferrol… in Spain. I want to spend more time encouraging Spaniards to train and serve here as paramedics.”
Then he embraced Aline and kissed her on each cheek, from the right to the left. Next, he kissed farewell to Cecilija and then Aleks. After he kissed Aleks, he handed her the letter.
“This is for Conchita… Conchita Gutiérrez. We spent our last night together… before I left Chayka Field. I asked her to my home in Ferrol when the war ends. But I’ve always feared the damn Russians killing her. I needed to tell her again I loved her… in writing. Please give her this.” He paused before continuing. “When Nadia gets back from Russia with Dasha, tell them both farewell. Maybe one day, one or two of you will visit Ferrol.”
Aaron jumped out of Sierra and approached the team members outside. He kissed Osinniy farewell, then Estera and K9 handler Aldona Jagoda, bending down to stroke her dog, Taika. The Belgian Malinois licked his face, so he kissed him.
“Keep rescuing more people, my friend.”
Waving, the journalist disappeared towards the hospital.
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Antonov International Airport, Hostomel’, Kyiv Oblast, Ukraine
After two years, there were still obvious signs from the Battle of Antonov Airport in the spring of 2022. However, despite the damaged runway, there were places where helicopters could land.
The NH90 Caïman joined the Black Hawk, Griffon, and Tiger escort. But as Aline landed Sierra, the crew received a message.
“Chayka Field to Sierra. Ensure all medics and K9 handlers return to the base on Hotel or Golf. Remain at Antonov and await new passengers with a critical mission. A four-fighter escort will join you near the new destination. Over.”
Aline replied. “Sierra to Chayka Field. Understood. Will await new orders. Over and out.”
She turned to Osinniy, Estera and Aldona.
“There should be more room on the Black Hawk, but let’s check.”
All the crew accompanied their friends, including Taika, to where their colleagues waited.
“Sierra is being sent on a mystery mission,” said Aline. “No clue what. Henrika, do you have space for two medics and one K9 with handler?”
“Of course, they’ll be welcome,” replied Henrika. “Where’s Aaron?” She paused, then pointed at two approaching black SUVs with tinted windows. “If that’s your mission, it looks covert. Good luck. We’ll see you back for tonight’s movie.”
“Aaron Garcia went into the hospital, then back to Spain. As for this mystery, let’s hope it’s not another border crossing, or we’ll miss the movie. But you’ll see us again.”
The Sierra crew waved their friends off as six uniformed men climbed out of the SUVs. One gestured to them, and they recognised him.
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Myrhorod Air Base, Poltava Oblast, Ukraine

Capitaine Dasha Isakova was relieved when her friend Kapitan Nadia Lysenko regained consciousness before they crossed the border into Ukraine.
“I was about to land our purloined Sukhoi Su-30SM at Myrhorod Air Base solo but having you back with me is a great relief. Will you need a doctor when we arrive?”
“Couldn’t miss your landing. The doctor can wait a bit longer.”
As they began their descent, Nadia contacted the base.
“Phénix to Myrhorod Control Tower, Rossignol and I request permission for ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ to land and refuel. Give our greetings to Major Medved. Over.”
“Permission granted Phénix. Major Medved invites you to see him. Over and out.”
With Nadia’s encouragement, Dasha landed the Sukhoi Su-30SM, and the ground crew directed them to a shielded revetment off a curving taxiway. A mechanic placed a ladder for them to climb down. He pointed at the Red Stars on the jet.
“I’m Yuri. Do I hide those stars beneath camouflage netting? Don’t want our pilots targeting it.”
They all laughed.
“We’re more concerned the Russians will locate their missing plane, which we liberated from Kursk,” said Dasha. You don’t have a paint shop to transform it into Ukrainian livery?”
“We do, but you’ll have to clear it with the Major. I guess you’re from the Night Witches like his daughter.”
“Tamila Medved’s a good friend,” said Nadia. ‘Just cover the Sukhoi with netting for now, please. Many thanks, Yuri.”
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Major Illya Medved, Commander of Myrhorod Air Base, greeted Nadia and Dasha as they entered the main building.
“Your escape from Russia sounds incredible, and with one of their best multirole fighters.” He paused as he led them into his office, where photos of his children, Tamila and Ruslan, were proudly displayed on his desk. “Later, you must tell me how you got away. First, we need to discuss what you intend for the Sukhoi Su-30SM.”
Dasha nodded at Nadia.
“We’re aware that the only Sukhoi Su-30SMs in Ukraine are wrecks, no doubt examined in detail by our aviation experts and probably some from NATO. So, this is possibly the first intact example ever brought to the West. It’s too valuable to be risked in combat-“
“Although, two enemy Su-30SMs tried to shoot us down near Sudzha,” added Dasha. “We shot one down with a Cobra manoeuvre, and Sudzha’s defenders claimed the other jet.”
Illya chuckled.
“They misjudged you, unaware you were experienced pilots capable of outflying them. Everyone‘s glad you prevailed.”
“As are we,” replied Nadia. “We asked one of your maintainers, Yuri, about repainting the Su-30SM as Ukrainian, and he told us to talk to you. This is presuming the UAF keeps her and merely allows our NATO allies to study her somewhere safe, like in Poland.”
Illya smiled and nodded.
“A wise suggestion, starting with the repaint, although we will need to discuss this with-“
He was interrupted by a call from the Control Tower.
“Our Delta flight has escorted the helicopter here with your other guests, Major Medved. I told them you’d meet them as arranged.”
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Somewhat prepared, Dasha and Nadia followed Illya to the main entrance, where they met Colonel Maksym Bondarenko with a bearded UAF Major-General and two NATO officers, followed by Aline Bonheur, Aleks Górski, Cecilija Lusk, and two guards.
“We came as soon as Kapitan Nadia Lysenko informed you that she and Capitaine Dasha Isakova were landing their priceless Sukhoi Su-30SM here,” said Maksym. “The ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ message alerted us to meet you wherever you landed. Major Illya Medved, we are in your hands.”
“You are all welcome to Myrhorod Air Base. Please follow me. The squadron briefing room has been prepared for this crucial meeting.”
As the group walked down a side corridor, Aleks moved alongside Nadia and linked arms.
“I’m overjoyed you’re back safely, sister. I was about to give up until Dasha reassured me she’d get you back. When you returned with your prize, I was pleased Maksym asked the Night Witches to fly these important officers here in our NH90 Caïman.
Before Nadia could do more than squeeze Aleks’s hand, the group reached the briefing room in which a round table with chairs had been placed. Illya arranged the seating with Maksym, the UAF Major-General, the NATO officers, and himself, then all five Night Witches. The guards stood by the door.
“I hope this seating arrangement retains our unity in these discussions,” said Illya. “I invite Major-General Natan Isaiev to open the meeting.”
“I’ll start by saying President Volodymyr Zelenskyy sends his congratulations to our brave pilots for escaping with this valuable multirole fighter. I will add my praise for this heroic act. However, today we must decide how to ensure our advantage is not missed or wasted. Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and Capitaine Dasha Isakova what were your intentions in taking this Sukhoi Su-30SM?”
As in Illya’s office, Dasha let Nadia explain.
“The fighter was the fastest escape route using our code phrase and easy to steal during the coordinated attacks from Ukraine and by the Kursk resistance. We intended this Sukhoi Su-30SM to be a Ukrainian Air Force asset, although we were aware that our allies would also want to examine the plane.” She inclined her head to the NATO officers, then continued. “However, we’re aware the fighter is not safe until she’s in NATO airspace, beyond Russian reprisals. We were considering Poland as the squadron trains from Dęblin Airbase.”
Natan nodded and placed his palms together.
“An excellent explanation. The UAF is grateful for this asset, which I believe should be assigned to the 2022 Night Witches Squadron, but based at Dęblin in Poland, where our allies can have their technicians examine the plane. However, the UAF won’t allow this Sukhoi Su-30SM to be dismantled, although we will ensure the wreckage of the two Su-30SMs downed near Sudzha, plus other similar wrecks, are available for disassembling. Does everyone agree so far?”

The two NATO officers whispered to each other and then one spoke with an American accent.
“I’m Jason Ayers, USAF, sent with my English, sorry Scottish colleague, Group Captain Callum McNeilly RAF, to assess this Sukhoi Su-30SM or Flanker-H to use its NATO reporting name. Your plan to relocate to Poland seems sound, although I have one initial question. It presumably has Russian insignia, so shouldn’t that be changed before continuing to fly in friendly airspace?”
Illya raised his hand to speak.
“We discussed that, as we have a paint shop that can make the changes, but changing the livery will take longer than the few hours needed for the insignia. Other suggestions?”
“Our NH90 Caïman had its French livery and markings changed in Poland,” said Aline.
“Perfect,” said Callum McNeilly. “Once we’ve looked at the Flanker-H here, its ruddy stars can be replaced with your tryzubs, while we talk more over lunch. Then we all escort the Ukrainian Sukhoi Su-30SM…” He winked. “To this Dęblin airbase in Poland. Agreed?”
Everyone nodded and smiled, although Nadia’s head dropped. Aleks and Dasha immediately held her.
“She hasn’t slept for hours,” said Dasha. “And she was tortured by the Russians in Malaya Loknya Women’s Prison.”
“She’s not going anywhere until Doctor Yevhen Baran has checked her over,” said Illya. “I’m amazed she managed to fly.”
“She’s a Night Witch and an undercover operative,” said Aleks proudly.
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While Doctor Baran examined Nadia and Aleks kept her company, Dasha took the senior officers to examine the Sukhoi Su-30SM. Yuri, the mechanic, brought a ladder so Jason and Callum could look at the cockpit controls and instruments.
“We guessed there was no devious ‘kill switch’,” said Callum as they turned on the electrical circuits. “Otherwise, the Russkies would have triggered it remotely mid-flight. There may be a spare parts issue unless Su-27s have compatible parts.”
“When I was working undercover at Khalino Airbase, the maintainers implied many parts were,” said Dasha. “Ironically, the French systems that have become an integral part of the Su-30SM are dependent on Kazakhstan. Fortunately, we can deal directly with the French firm Thales, which has integrated its excellent holographic Head-Up Display 3022 system.”
“Helps to have ex-French Air Force pilots,” said Illya. “Like Dasha, Nadia, and Aline.”
“Seven more French pilots are at Dęblin training our pilots to fly Mirage 2000-5Fs,” said Aline. “And their maintainers are training ours to service Mirages.”
“Natan, with this Sukhoi Su-30SM stationed at Dęblin,” said Maksym. “We’re allowing our allies to examine it. Right?” Natan, Jason and Callum nodded. “But there must be restrictions. First, shouldn’t the Polish Air Force be invited, as Dęblin is their training academy? Also, France has technical personnel there, as do the Swedes, since Colonel Falkborg of the Swedish Air Force has arranged for our Night Witches to train on Gripen E/Fs. Do we hold off on issuing other invitations by restricting information?”
“So far, the Russians haven’t said a Sukhoi Su-30SM has been stolen, only that drones hit their airbase near Kursk,” replied the Major-General. “Russian mil-bloggers broke the news, forcing an announcement that doesn’t mention any planes lost. We’ve not released a statement yet, but this plane was seen entering our airspace unchallenged. Something needs to be said to the press and our allies. Let’s plan over lunch while our prize becomes Ukrainian.”
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Aleks was as shocked as the doctor at Nadia’s injuries.
“Your doctor at Chayka Field must treat these wounds. I’ve done what I can for now, but I’ll compile my recommendations… starting, Nadia, with a break from flying at Mach speed.”
“But who’ll navigate for Dasha?” asked Nadia.
“I will,” said Illya, walking into the doctor’s office. “I’m a Sukhoi Su-27 pilot and was a navigator. You need to heed Yevhen’s advice. Let’s see if Dasha agrees. We’re all having lunch in the squadron mess, so please all come.”
When they were ready, Illya led them to the simply decorated mess, featuring squadron memorabilia, from photographs to banners.
Everyone was seated around a large round table again, but no longer with the Witches opposite the men. Illya managed to find two empty seats beside Dasha, who turned to Nadia and hugged her.
“Good news, I hope. I notice the doc hasn’t kept you in his sick bay.”
“Almost. He’s told me I can’t fly, so I guess I’m stuck here.”
Sitting opposite, Yevhen shook his head. “You can still fly helicopters. I was concerned about you flying at Mach speed in a jet.”
“You can fly to Poland in the NH90 Caïman,” said Illya. “I’ve offered to navigate for Dasha if she agrees.”
Dasha placed her hand on Nadia’s. “Like you, I wanted to deliver our prize all the way together. You’ll still be there, sister. We did the risky part.”
Aline was chatting to Jason and Callum, but then Jason turned to Illya.
“If you are flying to Poland, Major, you’ll need a lift back here. I’m sure Aline and her crew will offer to drop you back after dropping Maksym and Natan in Kyiv.” Aline nodded in agreement before Jason continued. “However, Callum and I are staying there for a few days, and we’re both capable of navigating for Dasha.”
“That would work for me as well,” said Natan. “I’ve asked Maksym to arrange for Colonel Alfhild Falkborg of the Swedish Airforce to meet us in Dęblin to see the Sukhoi Su-30SM and discuss her Gripen training programme.”
Illya looked disappointed yet nodded.
“However, Illya deserves something,” continued Natan. “I believe our most trusted squadron commanders, like him, should be invited to Dęblin so we can decide with our technical advisors in Ukraine and among our staunchest allies how we develop a superior version of the Sukhoi Su-30SM over the next few years. Ukraine has a first-rate aviation tradition.”
“Thank you,” said Illya. “I’m sure Callum or Jason will be an ideal navigator. I’ve had an idea regarding footage of when this plane flew into Ukrainian airspace. Dasha said the Kursk Sukhoi Su-30SMs used many Su-27 parts… so our captured jet is a hybrid Su-27 made to look like a Su-30SM, but we have discovered it does not behave like one.”
They all chuckled.
“Ingenuous and devious,” said Natan. “Let’s develop this. Could we even create footage showing that she performs like a hybrid? Okay, we need to leave for Dęblin this afternoon with your fighter escort, Illya. Who is Dasha’s navigator for this last leg?”
“I believe Jason is better qualified,” said Callum. “I wanted another chance to see a French ace fly the NH90 Caïman.”
“Scottish flattery is always appreciated,” said Aline.
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Thursday, September 26th – Zvenigora Restaurant, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
The Black Hawk crew had saved places for their Sierra friends, but there was no sign of them.
“The NH90 Caïman must have been sent on another cross-border op,” said Beitris.
“Those officers looked very important,” said Henrika. “I think one was a UAF Major-General, but I’d be surprised if they went to Russia.”
The Chayka Majors entered the restaurant and requested everyone’s attention.
“Most of you already know Kapitan Nadia Lysenko and Capitaine Dasha Isakova returned from Russia this morning in a captured Sukhoi Su-30SM,” said Kalyna.
Shouts of Slava Ukraini rang out, followed by Heroiam slava! After the cheers subsided, Vasy continued the announcement.
“We hoped to welcome them back here this evening, but it was decided the fighter was too valuable to remain in Ukrainian airspace. So, escorted by our NH90 Caïman crew, this Sukhoi Su-30SM has been flown to Dęblin, our Polish training base, where select experts will examine it. However, the plane has been assigned to this squadron and will never be dismantled for research.”
The cheering was renewed until Kalyna spoke again. “This remains classified until the UAF releases more details.”
She paused, then continued. “Tonight’s movie is being shown as a tribute to all our brave warriors of Ukraine. However, instead of another too-realistic war drama, we’re lightening your mood with My Thoughts Are Silent, a 2020 Ukrainian comedy-drama by director Antonio Lukich, which won the Special Jury Prize at the 54th Karlovy Vary International Film Festival. Although the film examines the eternal problem of parents and children, there’s a curious choice for the protagonist between ‘uncomfortable Ukraine’ and ‘attractive Canada’ Strange that the Chayka grandmothers faced that choice.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Thoughts_Are_Silent
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Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!
March 13, 2025
Freedom Flights: Episode 34 – Wings of the Phoenix

Episode 34 of Freedom Flights concludes the MIA story in Kursk, at least until the ongoing aftermath back in Ukraine and Poland. I’m being deliberately vague not to spoil the episode, but all will become clearer by the last scene.
As I said in my recent IWSG post, recent international events have distracted me, but since then the repercussions have been hard to ignore when writing scenes set in September 2024. I try to foreshadow future incidents without making my characters react as if they know what will happen.

Until a just and lasting peace for Ukraine is reached, I will continue to write more episodes, never forgetting the brave people fighting for freedom. Let’s pray Western aid and weapons continue to reach the country, despite what some leaders threaten. Plus, that assistance must arrive on time to change their fortunes in preparing for the genuine peace that must come soon.
Links to the previous episodes can be found on my Freedom Flights page via the left-hand sidebar.
Episode 34 – Wings of the Phoenix
2024

Tuesday, September 17th – Squadron Command Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
Capitaine Éliane Nowicki and Captain Lyana Rudenko were wary of how Majors Kalyna and Vasy Chayka would react to their news from Dęblin.
“A logical decision,” said Vasy. “It’s understandable Commandant Raphaëlle Balode and colleagues remained there to oversee the training of your five pilots, Lyana.”
“Also, the chief French maintainer, Adjudant Léana Melnik, and her team of four will show their four Québécois counterparts how to maintain Mirages,” added Chief Warrant Officer Janina Patriksson. “We must never forget maintainers are as essential as pilots.”
“Absolutely, Janina. As your ground crew here proves every day,” said Kalyna. “Whether we call them maintainers or mechanics, they spend more time with the jets than us pilots.”
Éliane and Lyana waited as the Chayka cousins checked something online. Eventually, Vasy explained.
“We see other Ukrainian pilots are training on Mirages in the south of France and will return next year, probably with some of the jets. What happens with your jets and pilots, Éliane?”
“We have all volunteered to fight for Ukraine as we all have Eastern European as well as French ancestry. We’re hoping the jets can fight with us, too.”
“Lyana, where does that leave you and your sisters recruited by Chayka Air,” asked Kalyna. “You’ve trained on Hornets in Canada and are now adapting to another airframe which may be in short supply.”
Lyana whispered with Éliane in French and then answered.
“If there are no more Mirages, we can fly the Hornets currently at Dęblin. Kapitan Adriana Pavlenko also suggested joining your Gripen training programme, although a third airframe might be a stretch.”
“For men, perhaps,” said Janina. “But in this female squadron, most of the maintainers and pilots are familiar with at least two, if not three, like some of us.”
Kalyna and Vasy grinned at each other and Janina. Then they laughed, and the others joined in.
“Although, we’ve had years,” said Vasy. “Serving in the RCAF for two decades. Guess you two are at the ten-year mark, unlike some of our new recruits from universities like Dęblin and Kharkiv.”
Éliane and Lyana nodded, and the Canadian added.
“Like Éliane, my colleagues and I have served ten years. Chayka Air then offered us more flying experience. For example, Lieutenant Tatiana Ojala and I chose to spend six months training on Mirages. As soon as we learnt the Night Witches were recruiting, we all started improving our Ukrainian, as a few of us were brought up speaking Canadian Ukrainian.”
“Vasy and I were lucky to have grandmothers who left the motherland in 1944,” said Kalyna, “So, they spoke the Standard Ukrainian.
“Didn’t they create Chayka Air?” asked Éliane.
“Yes, with their Canadian Ukrainian husbands,” replied Kalyna. “Fortunately, this squadron receives most of its support from Chayka Air friends… or other personal contacts.”
“That’s how my squadron got involved,” said Éliane. “Aline Bonheur and Nadia Lysenko are mutual friends from our academy days, which I guess you know. These other contacts may save this country if other governments become reluctant to assist Ukraine directly.”
*

Wednesday, September 18th – Medical Centre, Chayka Field, Volyn Oblast, Ukraine
Doctor Sacha Proulx was pleased that the new Medical Centre proved invaluable to the squadron. Chayka Air and the Kearney sisters had helped supply and obtain much of the materials and equipment to supplement what the paramedics had already secured.
Chief Paramedic Osinniy and First Lieutenant Estera Sówka had been instrumental in ensuring that nothing was overlooked and that the centre was staffed 24/7.
The athletic doctor found a valuable ally in Osinniy when needing to encourage everyone to maximise their fitness, not just for the pilots coping with the rigours of handling G-forces.
She called her next patients, Albina Koval and Ruslan Medved, into the room.
“Did you want my medical clearance to return to the front line or an estimate of how much longer before I say you’re both fit? Medevac evacuated you from Kursk on Tuesday, August 6th, just over a month ago, so it will be at least a few more weeks.”
“We actually wanted some advice on what we can do now,” said Ruslan. “To save you time, two amputees waiting outside also want to feel useful.”
Sacha decided to let Polina Melynk and Olha Tkachuk in for the group session.
“My first question is, ‘What reason did you all choose to join the fighting?”
Ruslan glanced at the other three, who all indicated he should answer first.
“I’m from a military family with a tradition of only fighting as the last resort. As my father, Major Illya Medved, says, ‘a strong defence should be the first way to deter an aggressor’. But when our motherland was invaded, I had to fight.”
“I totally agree,” said Albina. “I was a professional wildlife photographer and could have recorded the war in photos. Instead, my experience tracking and waiting for the perfect shot, taken with extreme accuracy, convinced me to train as a sniper. Also. I’d already learnt to shoot a rifle as well as a camera with my parents.”
Ruslan smiled and kissed her.
“My dream as a kid was to learn to fly,” said Olha. “While I was training to fly civilian planes, Putin’s thugs invaded Crimea. So, I transitioned to the military and eventually fast jets. Losing an arm hasn’t deterred me. I will fly again, hopefully in a Gripen E.” She put her prosthetic arm around Polina Melynk. “Sorry, sister, that was insensitive.”
“No offence taken, Olha,” replied Polina. “I share the dream, although my accident has left me unsure when I’ll be ready to climb into a jet again. That was why I had to see you, Doctor… Sacha. I keep reliving the accident.”
Everyone nodded, recognising what she lived with.
“We’ve all faced the prospect of that nightmare,” said Olha. “I came close and feel for you.”
Again, she put a comforting arm around her sister-pilot’s shoulder.
“I’ve dealt with such cases in the French military,” said Sacha. “I’ll do everything I can to help. Do you need something to focus on… like helping the control tower team?”
**

Wednesday, September 25th – 28 Ulitsa Shubina, Kursk, Kurskaya Oblast, Russia
A detailed map of Khalino Air Base was taped to the side of the back wall, hidden from anyone spying through the rear window.
Dasha Isakova stood beside Nadia Lysenko and the local resistance leader, Antonina Lagunova.
“I hope you feel recovered enough, Nadia?” asked Antonina, resting her hand on the pilot’s bandaged right arm.
“You’re both concerned because I’ve only been recuperating here for nine days. But you forget I escaped two weeks before your friends found me. I recovered from the torture, and all signs of PTSD have resolved. I’m ready to fly a Russian jet… with Dasha as my co-pilot.”
“And cope with the G-forces?” asked Antonina. “We don’t have the right training aids.”
“But Nadia and I learnt how to survive torture,” said Dasha. “And how to recover quickly. I’ve been exercising with her, and I’m confident she’s ready to steal a Sukhoi Su-30SM. How about the rest of the team?”
Antonina laughed.
“They are keen to cause planned chaos when given the sign.”
Dasha checked the X-marks surrounding Khalino Air Base.
“When Kyiv’s drones arrive, yours will join the party and create the diversion we need. Just remember our call signs for when we’re airborne.”
“We’ll use the Russian ones initially, then switch to our French ones to cross into Ukraine,” said Nadia. “Dasha will be Solovey at first, then revert to Rossignol. Mine will be Feniks and Phénix.”
“Now I understand why we asked Kyiv to tell their border forces to ‘Listen for Les ailes de la Phénix’. They must resist firing at planes transmitting your code,” said Antonina. “I’ve also reminded the maintainers helping us to act normally, especially during the drone attacks.”
“As long as they get our jet ready at the right time,” said Dasha.
“In this instance, these maintainers are even more essential than us pilots,” added Nadia. “Without them, we’re not leaving tomorrow evening.”
**

Thursday, September 26th – Khalino Air Base, Kursk Oblast, Russia
A few days earlier, Dasha had been allowed to park her UAZ Patriot beside the maintenance hangar for the Sukhoi Su-30SMs. She had also been given a military uniform for ease of movement around her area of the base. However, she was simply Private Anzhelina Isakova.
Nadia was smuggled inside a crate Dasha had driven in over the last few days, allowing the guards to search a couple of times. They found innocuous car repair equipment and a tarpaulin, ideal for hiding Nadia, essential gear, and explosives.
While Nadia joined the subversive mechanics, Dasha went to check in with Kapitan Gavriil Lagunov.
“Morning, Private Isakova. We have a busy day ahead. I hear ARC Group in Kazakhstan was pleased to fulfil our order, but when will it be here? I presume you expressed the urgency.”
“Yes, although until I refused, they expected to service the planes. Now, everything should be here before the end of the week. Do you want me to pressure them, Kapitan?”
“Not yet. There are more parts to order from other companies. First, check with the chief maintainers in case they have further requirements.’
“Immediately, Kapitan.” She saluted and left Lagunov’s office.
This was a perfect excuse to scout around prior to the evening’s operation. Some of their dissident maintainers were working in different hangars but still had crucial roles.
*
Nadia was glad her time in Russia had allowed her to brush up her command of the language needed to pass as a mechanic. Fortunately, her technical skills had improved with the Night Witches.
“Unusual to meet a trainee pilot who can hold her own with maintainers,” said one of the rebels, Olesya. “How did you learn?”
Nadia paused before answering in case the wrong people were listening. She played safe with her answer.
“With my squadron, they believed everyone should pitch in when needed. It was a tradition the original Red Army squadron started in the Great Patriotic War. How long before this beauty must be ready to fly?”
“In two hours, by 1800,” said Olesya. “The two pilots will arrive at 1740 to check if there are any potential problems.”
“Right on time,” replied Nadia. “Be prepared.”

*
With a timer set in Dasha’s UAZ Patriot to emulate a direct hit from a drone, Nadia and Olesya sneaked the chest of equipment, flying gear and explosives into the hangar while dissident colleagues distracted those unaware of the plot.
When the pilots arrived, all but the dissidents were sent to help with other Su-30SMs. Dasha came out and offered to take their helmets into the office.
“They’ll be safer there while you check your jet. Can I bring you guys a coffee?”
Both nodded, although everyone knew they’d only take a sip, but that would be enough. She returned with two spiked shots of black coffee
At 17.55, Private Anzhelina Isakova handed Kapitan Gavriil Lagunov a note to report to the commandant, so he left, ensuring he had his officer’s hat on. Nadia saw him stride across the base, knowing he would reach his superior’s office when the sirens failed to warn of the incoming Ukrainian attack at 16.00.
Accurately guided drones from beyond the perimeter buried any suspicions of sabotage. Khalino Air Base became a scene of chaos. Bombs were rigged to explode as drones devastated buildings and many Sukhoi Su-30SMs before their pilots could take off.
Two pilots staggered towards the office where their helmets were. But they only made it inside before collapsing. The maintainers who had readied their Sukhoi Su-30SM for takeoff helped Nadia and Dasha into their flight suits and helmets.
Using the drugged pilots’ call signs, they obtained clearance from the tower. Mechanics frantically cleared debris from the runway as the Russian fighter lifted into the air on wings of freedom.
Switching frequencies, Dasha messaged their allies.
“Solovey and Feniks airborne. Complete Khalino Clearance and vanish.”
“Heroiam slava!” The only reply they needed.
*
Nadia noted how well Dasha piloted the stolen Sukhoi Su-30SM.
“I never knew you’d flown one of these before. Impressive.”
“Too risky to let a Rafale pilot show me up.” Dasha winked at her co-pilot. “I’ve been practising… on a simulator as soon as I planned our escape.”
“Risky, especially as the only Russian jet I’ve flown is a Mikoyan MiG-29.”
“Fortunate then that I got to fly the predecessor, a Ukrainian Sukhoi Su-27, in 2018.”
Before Nadia could question this, a Russian voice challenged them.
“Solovey and Feniks, unless you return to Khalino, our planes pursuing you will attack without further warning.”
Nadia looked at Dasha and shook her head, then pointed downwards. Dasha grinned and put the fighter into a dive, pulling out at treetop level and using terrain-following radar. Nadia switched the radio frequency to the local Ukrainian wavelength.
“This is ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ under attack by Russian jets. Phénix and Rossignol now flying around Sudzha towards Ukraine. Assist, over.”
Four Vympel air-to-air missiles appeared on the Su-30SM’s radar, so Nadia activated the two SAP-518 jamming pods on the wing tips. The pods created false targets and jammed the four missiles’ active radar guidance.
Although the missiles missed, one enemy Su-30SM was closing within range to attack with its cannon. Dasha executed a Cobra manoeuver by reducing speed and abruptly raising the jet’s nose momentarily to a vertical and then slightly past vertical attitude. This quickly decelerated the aircraft, causing the pursuing fighter to overshoot, so Nadia shot it down with cannon fire.
Meanwhile, the second Russian Su-30SM was targeted by Ukrainian ground defenders and downed, the pilots ejecting, to be captured along with the pilots from the first pursuer.
“Sudzha Ground to Rossignol and Phénix. Superb flying. Thanks for the prisoners. Bon voyage. Slava Ukraini.”
“Rossignol and Phénix to Sudzha Ground. Heroiam slava!”
As they approached the border, Dasha climbed to the Su-30SM’s service ceiling of 17,300 metres. Nadia continued transmitting to all Ukrainian forces.
“Rossignol and Phénix requesting safe clearance for ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ into Ukrainian airspace.” Nadia suddenly stopped transmitting and hastily put the urgent message on repeat, then her head lolled.
Dasha grasped her hand and felt her pulse, which felt weak. She had to land the plane soon, but beyond the range of Russian reprisals. Nadia hadn’t slept for hours, and the Russians had brutally tortured her in Malaya Loknya Women’s Prison.
**

Front Line, Sumy Oblast, Ukraine
“Welcome to today’s Kearney Encounter with Clodagh and Darina, presently delivering aid in Ukraine. We’re somewhere near Sumy, and our convoy has brought drones, medical supplies, and other essential items to another unit fighting for freedom. This is thanks to donations from fellow Canadians and supporters worldwide.”
As their online audience for their live podcast sent greetings with Ukrainian flags, Darina began reading many of the comments aloud. Their fixed camera was centered on the sisters with two large banners behind them affixed to the wall of their temporary accommodation. On one side was the coat of arms of Ukraine, the golden trident or tryzub on a blue background. Alongside it was a battalion flag including a green heraldic cross surrounded by a laurel crown.
“Today, some of our volunteers have delivered key supplies including an armored Toyota truck to the Shostka Border Detachment of the Eastern Department of the State Border Service of Ukraine,” said Clodagh. “Their units have seen extensive combat since the Russians invaded on February 24th, 2022. One of their officers, callsign ‘Porokh’, has agreed to talk to us. Welcome, Porokh’…. laskavo prosymo Porokh.”
The screen view switched to an older uniformed Ukrainian woman.
“Greetings friends of freedom. Thank you for everything you do for us.”
“The Shostka Border Detachment has been fighting the Russians since 2022. Was that when you joined?” asked Darina.
“Not exactly. My husband and our son joined the Detachment when it was formed in 2018 to strengthen our border with Russia. Both were brutally killed by invading Russian soldiers in May 2022, defending Shostka. I was grief-stricken but had to join within weeks to continue their fight… now for over two years.”
Some of the comments included questions, so Clodagh read one aloud.
“Red Cardinal asks, ‘Porokh, has your unit served just in Shostka district or further along the front?’ We’ll presume since the war started.”
“At first only in our raion… our district. But as the enemy advanced along the whole border, we had to join other battalions fighting to defend all of Sumy oblast. They have destroyed village after village but talk about liberating us. From what? From our lives? Some of us spoke Russian… never again.”
The podcast screen changed to footage of skeletal buildings, devastated settlements, and towns turned to rubble from incessant artillery attacks and aerial bombardment.
“Our next question is from Osinniy. ‘We’ve seen this destruction reported worldwide and learnt of the casualties on both sides. What have you witnessed?’ For those who don’t know Osinniy is a paramedic serving in Ukraine.”
“I will start by thanking Osinniy for all her invaluable aid, including to my unit when she was a Hospitalier medic. What I witness each day is homes destroyed, innocent people forced to flee, soldiers dying in pain. The Russians even abandon their own wounded. We are left to help them… or our paramedics try to save them. I’ve lost friends as we fight for every corner of our land. The worst is when we find ordinary folk executed by the monsters who order the brutality.”
Porokh had tears as she spoke these words, and the Kearney sisters came and comforted her.
“We can pause or stop if you want,” said Clodagh.
“I will not stop fighting or talking until we have a just peace,” said Porokh. “But then as we rebuild Ukraine, I will remember every costly sacrifice and talk about these.”
“What do you and your fellow soldiers see as a just peace?” asked Darina. “Are you unwilling to make unjustified sacrifices?”
Porokh smiled before replying.
“I like your questions as they recognise we do not waver. Putin’s demands are always for unjustified sacrifices even from his own troops. Just peace means all our territory back. Crimea should be included, although I understand a compromise might be needed there. Maybe Russia can return that later. But we fear Putin breaking another treaty unless there are security guarantees. We need to be able to rebuild our country in safety. We fear Russia rebuilding their army and returning as they always do. Then, who will stand with us?”
“You are right, Putin must not be allowed to rebuild his forces so he can invade again,” replied Darina. “The western allies must guarantee a peace that ends this war forever. Putin, the aggressor, cannot be rewarded for his illegal actions. I’m sure our supporters, like our Canadian volunteers, envisage our countries securing a just peace.”
As messages of agreement and solidarity scrolled up the podcast screen, the sound of a low-flying jet drowned out more conversation. When the noise died down, a camera panned to a doorway through which a soldier appeared with a video camera.
“I filmed that jet. It was a Russian Sukhoi Su-30SM flying westward but not being attacked by our ground defences.”
As footage of the low-flying jet was shown, Porokh talked to colleagues about the incident and then explained.
“Our forces didn’t fire as the pilots were transmitting in Ukrainian, ‘Rossignol and Phénix requesting safe clearance for ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ into Ukrainian airspace.’ We were told to listen for a specific phrase last night.”
“In French, ‘Les ailes de la Phénix’ is from two Franco-Ukrainian pilots attached to the squadron we visited on the day we arrived,” said Clodagh.
“The Night Witches,” added Darina. “We’ll arrange an interview with those two pilots who will have a fascinating tale of how they liberated a priceless fighter-bomber from inside Russia. Probably in our next live podcast when we’ll also talk to a local expert on Ukraine’s crucial grain exports.”

“Now back to your questions to Porokh from the Shostka Border Detachment,” said Clodagh.
**
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Slava Ukraini

Heroiam slava!

March 5, 2025
#IWSG – Metamorphosis

Although it’s time for another Insecure Writer’s Support Group post, I’ve been too distracted by recent international events to plan for this.
At least I managed a March 1st post for my wife’s birthday and St David’s Day.
I have started writing Episode 34 of my Ukraine saga, Freedom Flights, but it’s been hard to write scenes set in September 2024 knowing what happened last Friday in the Oval Office. At least, over the next three days, Volodymyr Zelenskyy was made welcome in the United Kingdom and able to discuss with mutual respect Ukraine’s path to a genuine and steadfast peace.

First, with Sir Keir Starmer, my Prime Minister, then with the 18 leaders at the biggest European peace summit since the end of the Second World War. Finally, Zelenskyy’s meeting with my sovereign, King Charles III at Sandringham, his Norfolk home, demonstrated what staunch support the British people, from the Monarch to ‘commoners’ like me, have for the heroic Ukrainians and their courageous President.

Hopefully, the rational leaders can negotiate a dependable and lasting peace in the next few months.
Slava Ukraini
Heroiam slava!
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Every month, IWSG announces a question that members can answer in their IWSG posts. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience, or a story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.
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March 5 question – If for one day you could be anyone or *thing* in the world, what would it be? Describe, tell why, and any themes, goals, or values they/it inspire in you.
I struggled for days over this question, in part because of recent events. Trump’s speech to Congress angered me so much that I wished I could return home—yes, to the United Kingdom. My wife and I regret not accepting my brother’s offer in August 2022 to fly us home with our dogs.
If I could be anyone or anything for a day, there are some dark and crazy answers like a 2025 Count Claus von Stauffenberg even though his politics hardly differed from Hitler’s.
If I morph into someone else, do I take on that person’s personality? If I became Hemingway for a day, would I write as well as him, but would I also drink heavily?

Ideally and morally, a character from my Freedom Flights might suit my current circumstances. Perhaps then I could walk again, although my sniper character is in a wheelchair, having been wounded… and she’s female. Not that I would mind, as I might better understand all my pilots. Maybe flying a jet or helicopter would dissolve my fear of flying. Or I could be a K9 handler, which I came close to being in RL. Dogs are among my best friends.
The key is being able to help Ukraine inspired by Volodymyr Zelenskyy, perhaps as one of the indispensable medics.

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