It was the aggressive handshake when I landed that let me know I was in good hands. Artem was a big, strong man, and he greeted me like I was the coolest person in the world. He did that with everyone.

I went to Ukraine recently, to teach the guys fighting the Russian Orc army some skills with my beloved Stinger. During a break in training, Artem asks, "You want see funny video? We record on drone!"

The video was two Russian Orcs, engaged in some pretty aggressive mutual masturbation in a trench. From there it progressed to the larger one bending the smaller one over, railing his combat buddy while swigging vodka. The drone video was pretty damn good.

"Watch. We kill now."

That was when the the video switched to the POV of a different drone, carrying grenades. It came in, lined up, and dropped one just as the large Russian tensed up in orgasm. It landed on his partner's back, killing them both instantly.

Artem and the other Ukrainians were laughing like hell. "Lots of dead Russians this way."

What can I say, war is hell.