Vehicles for the AFU.

Morning briefing at the service station—figuring out where to run, what to do, what’s in the queue, and where to find the money. These vehicles seem to multiply on their own or something!

They appear at our service station as if by magic—like mushrooms popping up. Last night there were none, and by morning—bam! Two Navaras are there, frames cracked in half, beaten up, no suspension. Then we get the standard request: “You can fix it, right?” The Navara frames are a constant headache, but at least they still have engines and transmissions. Of course, we’ll fix them.

They dragged in a T5 as shown in the photo. The standard conversation:

• “What’s wrong with it, guys?”

• “Oh, it just won’t start. Maybe the head gasket’s blown.”
  Sure, it won’t start. There’s water in the cylinders, water instead of oil, pistons floating. The engine’s seized—just a “little” problem, right? Another full overhaul!

We need to buy a BMW X5 in Germany—it’s just sitting there waiting. (Photo) It’s all-wheel drive, 3.0-liter diesel, cheap parts. No fancy pneumatic suspension or anything like that. The chassis is simple and inexpensive, like a pair of wooden doors.

This isn’t a luxury car! It’s cheap! Drop the stereotypes!
3,700 euros (170,000 UAH) for this “beemer,” with minor issues. We’ll fix it here, and it’ll be roaring through the fields for our guys.

The day before yesterday, we fixed a Navara for the Marines—welding, frame repair, minor fixes. They hooked up a boat and headed off to Kherson. Didn’t even take a photo—just a wild pace, pure routine. We fixed it and moved on. They’ll write if they have time.

Now we have to start on the next vehicle.

That’s it—tonight I’ll definitely write a detailed post about our EW systems (REBs). The phone and messengers are going crazy, so I’ll prepare something to share as a reference. How we do things, what frequencies. We still have a lot of EW systems in for repairs, and that process needs to be systematized as well. EW systems are needed by everyone—they save lives.

We keep pushing forward. It’s nerve-racking, but we keep going.

Glory to the AFU! Glory to Ukraine!