Evgeny (Evgen) Borisovich Gorin, Евгений Борисович Горин, Євген Борисович Горін
Evgeny Borisovich Gorin
- 73rd Marine Special Operations Center (A1594);
- Senior Sailor;
- He was taken prisoner when a Ukrainian sabotage unit attempted to land from speedboats on the Tendrovskaya Spit, Kherson direction.
We had 5 stormtroopers in each boat, 2 drivers. Well, it’s a separate unit, which deals with delivery on big boats, if necessary. 2 drivers, navigator – Marchenkov, who died and me.
There was a command for 3 boats to line up. It was to be done a kilometer before the object. In fact, it was done not a kilometer away, but about 300 meters away.
At a distance of 200 meters, the lighthouse was to be hit by a machine gun from the outermost boat. In case there is an observer or a machine gunner. If a machine gun on one boat fails, the front machine guns on the other three boats are activated. Three Galaxy boats.
One boat was Metal Shark, a fire cover group. It had six machine guns on it. It was to cover in case backup came in from other points, or the Iron Harbor Raptors came in, which was more likely. We had about 30 to 40 minutes to do everything.
We’re sailing. The Browning machine gun on the center boat starts to work and almost immediately a 250-round box on the side of the boat goes off. The box goes up in flames and the three group commander gives the command to withdraw. It happened when there were already 100 meters to the shore. And the boat was completely under fire from all the firearms on the shore. It turns out that those two boats withdrew, these two boats came under fire.
Almost immediately the gunner who was on the bow started to move back. There were shouts that he was wounded. He said two more words, and hung by to the second wounded man. The guy Ruslan who was with the 113 group over the side tried to swim back to the boats. I started swimming after him. He starts to sink. I tried to swim to him, but I didn’t have time. He went under. I took off the beacon on my helmet from behind to show my men that I was alive. “Help!”
But it resulted in a hit from your soldiers on my helmet and knocked out my Peltor headphones. But I survived. I felt the impact. I realized afterwards that if I kept going, I was going to die. I turned around and swam back, yelling, “Don’t shoot, I surrender.”But when I came ashore, they immediately told me to unbuckle my automatic rifle and lie down. They were still worried about the boats coming back. I lay on the sand until I heard the command, “Unbuckle your machine gun and come to us.” I unbuckled my automatic, walked over to them at the entrance by the lighthouse. I took off my plate carrier, my unloader. They examined me, took me straight into the house, took off my drysuit, examined me to see if I was hurt.
What can I say about it? They “heroically” ditched our group for slaughter.
– And for what?
– The media.
– Just for the media?..
