" For The Motherland, I used to say. The rest still do. Believers all. 'Rina as a matter of faith. Lydi with all her brave young heart. Vera growls it aloud with every shot. For The Motherland. I recall the flare of warmth it brought, the comfort on each step through hell. But those days are behind me now. The words I need, I cannot speak. To accompany a bullet I can never fire. "