Intercepted call between a Russian invader Konstantin Solovyev (currently in Kharkiv oblast) with his mother reveals details of tortures Russian forces apply to Ukrainian captives. The rashist tells her about terrible tortures and killings conducted by FSB officers and Russian servicemen. The invader happily takes this experience and dreams of using it on his father. Among victims are both Ukrainian soldiers and civilians. The invader remembers heroic behaviour of Ukrainians that do not submit to invaders despite the most terrifying tortures. The mother positively reacts to her son’s actions and concludes that ‘Ukrainians are not people’ and she herself would find joy in this situation.
These interceptions confirm the policy of genocide of Ukrainians which the invaders carry out on the captured territories. War crimes are performed both to military and civilian population. Mass murders, tortures and cruelty have become a norm for the occupiers. In this, Russian AF servicemen willingly join the FSB ‘professionals’.
(R)=Russian soldier (M)=His mother
- (R): Hello!
- (M): My dear.
- (R): Hey, how are you?
- (M): How are you?
- (R): Oh, excellent, just came back from ‘sauna’.
- (M): From where?
- (R): From ‘sauna’.
- (M): Oh, so you already go to sauna!
- (R): Yes, that’s what we call a hose that we are showered from while we bath.
- (M): That’s great.
- (R): We’ll then go take potatoes from the villagers.
- (M): Are they selling it or giving it away?
- (R): Giving away. We come and take it …. We read books, developing culturally.
- (M): Well done, just be careful with those villagers.
- (R): Ah… what can they do?
- (M): You were telling yourself that story…
- (R): About the old woman?
- (M): Yes. Everywhere in the churches they read prayers for everyone, for you specifically, for the Altiyans, in Kaliningrad. This is good. Do you think mum will just forget about it all? No.
- (R): You know, here… In front of my eyes, well, in short I took part in that, too. FSB were torturing the captives. Do you know what ‘rose’ means?
- (M): No.
- (R): On a man’s body, 21 roses can be made. Twenty fingers, and penis. Excuse me.
- (M): Right…
- (R): Have you seen how a rose blossoms, how it opens up?
- (M): Yes.
- (R): So, along the bones the skin is cut off with meat. On all fingers. The same happens ‘down there’. This is what’s called 21 roses on the body of a man. You know what other tortures I’ve seen?
- (M): What? And why are you saying you were taking part in those? Those were the FSB guys.
- (R): Well, we took the captives, brought them in.
- (M): Right…
- (R): And while we were waiting for the leads of these torture chambers, we were beating them, breaking legs so they wouldn’t run away.
- (M): Are they also trying to do something? Not realising it is over?
- (R): Of course. They do not understand anything.
- (M): It must be because they are high, right?
- (R): Mhm … The boys caught a civilian man, as the torture chamber lead was saying, how they caught an old man, took his phone and in the phone they found photos of all our positions.
- (M): What a scumbag, f*ck!
- (R): He was riding around on a bicycle with a white flag, taking photos of all the positions, sending to them.
- (M): F*cking scumbag.
- (R): Mhm.
- (M): Like I was telling you, you cannot trust them. Hohols…
- (R): And they beat that old man with rubber batons to death. Beaten to death. Can you imagine how many hits, how much needs to happen to *kill* with a simple rubber baton… it’s called a ‘tranquilliser’… it’s used on a lip, if someone goes crazy you hit them… so he *old man* had many internal injuries. This is how our FSB guys are torturing. One more torture method… I forgot what it’s called… I think ‘barrel’. They insert a tube into the a*s and put barbed wire into it.
- (M): F*ck.
- (R): Pull out the tube, the barbed wire stays in there. Then they slowly take out the barbed wire.
- (M): F*ck.
- (R): This is how ours do… they say this method with barbed wire they’ve been using since Chechnya.
- (M): Do you know how the Ukrainians torture ours?
- (R): I do.
- (M): Yeah?
- (R): That’s why I don’t have a drop of regret. When we were sitting… this man that we brought, captured. He was saying: ‘For my life, our guys will take two of yours!’, and then: ‘I don’t care about death, I’m dying for the truth!’…
- (M): Sure, for what truth?
- (R): He was yelling! I said - ‘if you don’t care, why are you scared?’. And he’s sitting, with his cruciform bones broken, which I broke - they were turned outside. He says ’I don’t care!’ - If you don’t care why are you so scared? ‘I’m not afraid!’ - so why are you yelling? He went quiet. This mental torture of the people, in two words, I love it.
- (M): You love it?
- (R): I love it.
- (M): I always told you that in principle I’m holding myself back. If I ended up there I would also be enjoying it. We are the same with you.
- (R): He started swearing in Ukrainian - ‘You!…’, I said - ‘Why are you nervous? It’s over. Let go of the situation. All will be fine’.
- (M): You c*nts are surrendering, you are fed, watered, let go home, f*cking scumbags.
- (R): That’s how it is.
- (M): Mhm.
- (R): So we… we’ll make 21 roses for the dad, right? We’ll start with his penis, if he doesn’t understand we’ll do five more. Why not? He says anyway he won’t have a job, so he doesn’t need hands. And if he needs them to do this nonsense, then he doesn’t need them for sure. You know where we’ll start? We’ll break his finger, the most important one. The index finger. On the right hand.
- (M): Oh so he couldn’t point or pick his nose? *laughs*
- (R): Just so he could still use it later. Right before the front finger phalanx, it’s the most painful area. It has the most nerve endings. The thickest bone. Right?
- (M): Yes.
- (R): If he doesn’t get it, we’ll break two next time. If he doesn’t get it from two, we’ll break four, in a geometric progression.
- (M): Sunny, do you hear what we are discussing?
- (R): I understand that I’m losing my sh*t here, for me it’s normal to say such things.
- (M): No, you are not losing anything, you are all fine.
- (R): I’m telling you, I’m killing people here, mum.
- (M): Well… are you sure they are people? What if, God forbid, one of you…
- (R): Yeah I understand that, I’m not even feeling remorse anymore. After the number *of murders* went over 20, then I calmed down.
- (M): Well… those are not people.
- (R): I was a kind guy! You just don’t… eh, I want to tell you everything, I want you to see everything that’s changed in me.
- (M): Alright my baby, good bye.
- (R): Bye.
translation by @mdmitri91