Trophies of the Russian army
I have lived to grey hair and retained youthful naivety and faith! Faith that after two weeks of the exhibition “Trophies of the Russian Army” on Poklonnaya Hill, people will stop going there. And on Sunday, too!
The snake of a queue, snaking along the barriers of the fence, stretched for several hundred meters. At the same time, everything is orderly, cultural and sedate. You begin to view the exhibition even before you enter it.
Don’t miss the moment, you won’t be able to look from the inside from this angle.
A stream of people carries you past a stand with a diagram of the location of the equipment. I won’t even reduce the resolution and size of the photo, in violation of my own practice: maybe you’ll see something.
And no need to swear – this is a photo from the queue: they are propping it up from behind, they are wiping it off the side, and the stand itself jumped out unexpectedly.
A long row of checkpoints ensures that the queue, filling the fenced area of the exhibition itself, moves slowly but evenly. Keep in mind that they check according to airport rules! I don’t know about the rest, but they won’t let you bring in liquids.
By the way, the approach to starting work, which is at 10.00, had a positive effect. The exhibition area was half full (for pessimists) or half empty (for optimists). I did not immediately appreciate this, but after an hour and a half, trying to make another circle around all the exhibits, I already guessed.
While still in line, this burnt butt seemed familiar to me.
Looking at him from the front later, I recognized an old acquaintance from Patriot Park.
Having calmed down on this topic, because you never know what kind of burnt Bushmasters we might have, I focused on previously unseen hits: the Abrams and the Leopard.
You can’t really get close to them either: young and old take photos and selfies!
It is noteworthy that engineering equipment based on Abrams does not cause such a stir.
Near each, well, or almost each exhibit, there is a military man and patiently answers questions from visitors.
Only one of them stands out from the crowd: Hero of Russia Ivan Zharsky, standing next to a Leopard that was shot down, quite possibly by him.
Nobody asks him about the weight or other technical characteristics of the tank, but at the same time they don’t leave him alone for a second: they take pictures and selfies with him, shake hands and say thank you.
There’s also a queue.
May God bless him!
There are two pavilions on the exhibition territory with their own queue.
Since I had already seen this for sure, I didn’t go in.
There were quite a lot of animatedly talking Chinese in the crowd. And their youth were charged with patriotism against the backdrop of our soldiers.
Once again my attention was drawn to the American howitzer “Three Axes”: it is so ugly and awkward that I just couldn’t take my eyes off it.
Closer to the exit, another wonder weapon attracted attention.
The exhibition concludes with the idea: history repeats itself,
which is illustrated by German equipment that has already traveled on our soil.
And a stand with photographs of a similar exhibition 80 years ago
leads to a simple and natural conclusion: Our victory is inevitable!
P.S. Below is what was not included in the main material, but you can watch it.
