The statement came from Dashgin Aziz , a participant of the Great Patriotic War and an employee of our website, in an interview with Fanat.az, Offsideplus.az reports.
Here is the rest of the interview:
- Our childhood was spent with the psychological trauma of the First Karabakh War. 28 years later that day came and Azerbaijan started the war. In general, how did you feel when the war broke out, especially when you were called up?
- As you said, we grew up with these traumas. When I received a call from the military commissariat, I immediately got ready and set off with great enthusiasm. It was the dream of each of us to make this historic moment come true and do our best. no, I still served my country with a gun.
- What happened after reaching Ganja?
- After we were guaranteed in Ganja, we started training without wasting time. Our training continued day and night. We mainly climbed to the heights of Shamkir region and mastered mountain fighting tactics there. Our commanders taught us everything down to the smallest detail. We participated in those trainings for about a month. In a good way, our patience was exhausted and we wanted to go to war. We often asked the command, "When are we going to go to the front?"
- And the day came, that moment came ...
- At half past five in the morning we gathered with the "alarm" team. In the dark, the buses reserved for us opened their doors. We got into the cars and started moving. We were waiting for a moment with my comrades. If he returned, we would go to Shamkir region for training again, but this time we went in the direction we wanted. About 6 hours later we arrived in Fizuli. Civilians welcomed us and helped us as much as they could. Even a minor ran to our car with two apples in his hand and gave them to us. In those moments, each of us was proud of the great unity of the people and the army. We were placed in a secondary school in the village of Fizuli and stayed there for 3 days.
- It will be very exciting and proud to set foot on those sacred lands ...
- Of course. It was a very exciting and incredible moment. We saw enemy cars and military uniforms shot along the way. Posters in Armenian were also destroyed. The whole caravan was stopped on the way. Because the enemy's unmanned aerial vehicle was observing in the sky. After the disappearance of the device, we resumed our journey and arrived at the destination. The area consisted only of destroyed houses that once belonged to us, clothes belonging to Armenians, weapons and livestock thrown away by the enemy. We were hungry and as soon as we entered the area, we cut one of the calves (laughs). After satisfying our food needs, we began digging trenches for ourselves. We would spend the night in these trenches, and we would make a shelter for ourselves because the enemy was often shelling the area. After 5 days, we went to Shusha, which is full of history and victory.
- The unprecedented operation carried out by our army to liberate the city of Shusha is one of the operations that will go down in world military history. I read this in the statements of military experts. Even Turks and Russians talked about it. You are a lucky man to have witnessed and participated in those battles. Tell us a little about what happened there.
- On the night of the 6th of the month we left for Shusha. We drove the Urals to Shusha on very difficult and winding roads in the woods. On the way, our car was in danger of overturning several times. We turned off the lights and reached the apartment. We snoozed along the road and suddenly heard the sound of artillery fire. The commanders said there was no cause for concern and that they were our artillerymen. We arrived at half past six in the morning. When we arrived, we were taken to the woods, where we put our luggage and other bags aside. Only weapons, protective equipment. We took our vests and helmets and went into battle. We entered the village through the Dashalti gorge. We surrounded the village in the form of an attack and saw how the enemy soldiers fled. He was advancing with the combat tactics we had been taught, and we were lying down and firing. The enemy took the opportunity and fired at us with 82 mm mortars. Thankfully, we did not lose on that eve and we fulfilled the task. The village was completely evacuated. There were one or two civilians left inside. The soldiers fled without looking back. Along the way, we took their combs and cartridges to shoot at them. It seemed to me that I was directly involved in the liberation of the village. The main issue was ahead. Shusha city ... Along the way, we took their combs and cartridges to shoot at them. It seemed to me that I was directly involved in the liberation of the village. The main issue was ahead. Shusha city ... Along the way, we took their combs and cartridges to shoot at them. It seemed to me that I was directly involved in the liberation of the village. The main issue was ahead. Shusha city ...
After liberating the village of Dashalti, we traveled about 7 kilometers. We overcame the mountains. As we climbed to the top, we remembered the trainings we had in Shamkir. That's why you went up and down the mountain.
- It means that the training you spent a month was for these days ...
- Yes. As it is said in the song, which is already memorized, Shusha mountains were covered with fog (laughs) ... He could not see. We took sharp steps not to lose each other. We climbed the mountain and ate hips and crumbs to keep our bodies strong. Because we had already thrown our food bag before entering the battle in Dashalti. When it got dark, we came to the asphalt road in Shusha. At that time, we were repeatedly instructed to remain calm. One of our comrades lit a cigarette, and a minute later the Armenians fired mortars at the area. The weather was very cold. We lay on the ground and waited for the fire to stop. After the rain of shells subsided, we set off on asphalt and came to the entrance of Shusha. That night we set up camp in a partially safe area and had to rest. Because the next day we were going to fight to the death.
- Where and how did you get injured? Will you share your memories of the war with us?
- On the 8th of the month we gathered at noon and the order "Forward" was given. We attacked in rows. We were running and lying on the ground, because the Armenians were throwing mortars. There was a moment of silence and we walked normally. At that moment, hiding in the bushes. The Armenians started firing at us with machine guns. We immediately took refuge at the bottom of the cliff and said "Bismillah" and started fighting face to face. They shoot, we shoot. I saw someone with a gun in his hand. The helmet is waving. I fired 4 shots at the target with a single shot. One of these 4 blessed shells hit the Armenian in the head and suddenly the fire stopped and his helmet rolled aside. After that, I got up and ran forward in a "zigzag" fashion. The mortars rained down on us so hard that we could not open our eyes. Our special forces have already taken full control of the city of Shusha. Armenians fled and gathered in Khankendi. As the fighting progressed, I saw that our wounded brothers were asking for help. Somehow I managed to dodge the shells and help one of them. I saw that both his legs and the left side of his head were shattered. There was a lot of bleeding. I quickly squeezed my leg above my knee with a jugut to stop the bleeding. Then I pulled it out and stretched it behind a large rock. As I stood up, a mortar shell fell 10 meters from me with a terrible roar. The sound of shells was coming. I found strength in myself and walked. My comrades called me to help carry the stretcher. I went and clung to the stretcher. Our wounded soldier begged us to get him out of the battlefield quickly. We were going with all our might. We were out of breath. The heart was almost out of place. I said let's put the stretcher on the ground and breathe a little. At that moment, our wounded friend asked if we could catch a cold and throw something at him. I saw an Armenian "bushlat" on the asphalt. I pulled it out for 2 seconds and threw it at our brother, and suddenly they hit him hard on the left side with a stick. I bent down and saw that he was bleeding. They shot him. I was so excited, I saw that I was facing death. I tried to stand up, but it didn't work out. The children wanted to help me, and at that moment I said, "I'll stand by myself. Pull Ulvi out of here, she lost a lot of blood." There was no opportunity to stand up and move. I went to Shusha in droves at the bottom of the rock. I had traveled about 2 kilometers wounded somewhere. On the way to Shusha, one of the sergeants of the KGB called me and took me by the arm and led me into the forest. We climbed through the forest to Shusha fortress. The enemy sniper was over my head. I could see the bullet passing me and hitting the tree in front of me. Everything seemed normal to me now. Death was a matter of 2 seconds. I didn't think about the future, but I experienced the steps I took in the blood and the sounds of bullets and shells. I arrived at the castle and lay down next to the wounded. My mouth was dry from thirst. I saw water in the hand of one of our soldiers and asked for it. But he did not give me water because of bleeding. In that case, even though I saw everything, I somehow took that water and drank it. Then they put us in the basement to evacuate. The house I entered in the basement belonged to the world-famous Armenian football player Mkhitaryan. Did Mkhitaryan, who built a two-storey luxury villa in Shusha, ever imagine that an Azerbaijani sports journalist would come and receive treatment there? (laughs)
