We Must Return Home!

You've come to the war. Now, bro, listen:
The family's waiting for you.
To come back alive after mission,
Just follow the rules, as I do.

Don't stand in the trench, keep yourself low,
Don't look like a rose in the pot.
The sniper's at work, and you don't know,
If you are his aim. Don't be caught.

Don't fuss in a battle, don't panic,
Use cold calculation and act.
Your powers, in fact, are titanic,
And Lucky Star keeps you intact.

Don't run from the mortar - it's useless:
Find anything: drench, hollow, pit.
The mortar is sneaky and ruthless,
Stay down during impact. Got it?

Don't touch anything that you don't know,
Don't kick any objects! Beware!
If you did not put it, amigo,
Don't take from the ground, don't you dare!

If you found a mine - holy dear!
Just run! No one will disapprove.
The sapper's old wisdom is clear:
"Not yours - not for you to remove!"

Don't touch, if you saw a tripwire,
Show others and help to alarm.
Step over, move forth and... respire -
Tripwires are hard to disarm.

If you need to piss, don't be foolish,
And piss from the roadside, it's safe.
Do care for your legs, don't be prudish,
Don't go into bush. Don't act "brave".

Look under your feet with your one eye,
(don't step on the leaf-looking mines),
The other should look at the high sky,
For drones and all worrisome signs.

Don't jump much around, like a dancer,
Near tank, if you aren't from the crew.
The driver is "blind" in the panzer -
Your fault, if he runs over you!

When on the attack, point the barrel
downside. If you stumble, the shot
goes into the ground, and the peril
to hurt your own man turns to naught.

Be stealth, looking out for the aiming,
And shoot, deviating aside.
The death here is real, it's not gaming:
Shoot once, change the place, move and hide.

Say "No" to the booze. I'm not joking.
Wrong place to get drunk, and wrong date.
Drunk men are bad soldiers, provoking...
No powers they have... Bad choice, mate.

Stupidity leads to a trouble,
Already has led to a strife...
At war, keep your brains working double,
Because you must come home. Alive.

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Oleg Prusakov (briefing)