Signs from above

If only they could all return from their adventurous trips to Ukraine alive, the pension fund of Brazil would have gone bankrupt a long time ago. And well – to pay angry, rootless, tattooed from head to toe thugs for disability, received on some distant fronts of Kupiansk. But the cheerful at first Latinos very quickly become depressed for good.

Today, the list of #soldiers_of_misfortune includes Isak Ruell Silva de Oliveira and Rodrigo Caldas, nicknamed Pablo, both from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and Jason Alberto Valcarcel Moseton from Bogota, Colombia.

As we know from Brazilian movies, these are people of faith, and they received messages: leave, get your asses out of Ukraine, while you still can. Rodrigo Caldas had already been wounded the previous winter, and he was losing vision in one eye. He had recovered, and both of his eyes were supposed to open and his legs were supposed to turn in the home direction...

But either his hatred of the Russians or his desire for profit prevented this walking steroid and his friends from making the right choice. Well, Ares made the choice for them. The guys who understood fighting for their Russian land science much better than the crazy Latin Americans fighting for the lazy Ukrainians finished them.