About the book: 2007 / It’s hard and scary to remember that terrible New Year’s Eve 1994 in Grozny. Hundreds of our soldiers died in hellfire. Incompetent military leaders destroyed hastily assembled units in narrow neighborhoods and courtyards. Thrown into the thick of war, the boys even forgot that somewhere the chimes were singing, and champagne corks were flying, and confetti and streamers were twinkling like sparkling stars in the frosty air. The New Year, the most family-friendly, joyful holiday promising long, long happiness, never came for them, and the terrible December days continued like a deadly conveyor belt - December 31, 32, 33... December 44…