Zeleban

No longer undressing, I hide in the basement and kill myself for a couple of hours. By morning, the frost gradually recedes, and the sun, which shines so wonderfully, does not come out. A leaden gloomy sky completes the ****ing layout on the battlefield.
We are preparing without haste. Carefully. The battle will clearly be for our lives. While I'm preparing the group, a report comes from the Archaeologist boys that the bastards are attacking from their side of the village and one group has penetrated the railway. Damn, I'm already in full circle judging by the reports. ****ing company commander. A helicopter is working in the background.
I move my group to point C. I take out Poltava boys to replace my boys with whom I plan to attack. In addition, I select two of the most experienced fighters from Poltava to join my group. While moving between the points, the SPG with the tank starts shooting. The sense of fear is already so dulled that I walk at full speed without paying attention to the explosions. One of the explosions a few tens of meters away sends a fragment in my direction. He passes right in front of my nose. I feel the heat on my skin and realize that a little more and my face would be ripped off. Yes, a typical ****ing mistake. Indifference is the flip side of panic in war. I concentrate and begin to fall through the force when I hear a whistle.

I took the commander of a platoon of boys from Poltava and gave him three more boys, I set up an ambush in the house of G on the flank. My forces are too stretched and anything is possible. I instruct them to work from the middle of the room (letting the bastards get closer) across one room of G's house. The factor of surprise and all that, we throw bed nets on the windows for camouflage. In the background, the machine gun starts firing again at point A, and reports are being made that guys in camouflage uniforms are already advancing. The games are over.
Video 1 - "I am not a coward at all, but it seems to me that we are completely surrounded"
Video 2 - "Here are my stormtroopers, the fiercest guys, and we're going to kill mother****ers"

Continuation of the description of the battles for the Sil station
I demand to give me a radio. I listen to the report, how it was difficult for Dok's group, they said there was no water, no ammunition either. Although I said go and fill yourself with ammunition. They did not even have three hundred (wounded). Okay. At least you warned me that you were going to leave mother****ers. I swear while I listen like a ****ing grandfather, and I understand that everything - the Russians have already come to my rear.
I demand to give me a radio. I listen to the report, how it was difficult for Dok's group, they said there was no water, no ammunition either. Although I said go and fill yourself with ammunition. They did not even have wounded. You should have warned me you were going to leave mother****ers. I swear while I listen like a ****ing grandfather, but I understand that the Russians have already come to my rear.

I get in touch with the company commander "- I ask you to allow me to go behind the rail and align with everyone else." The first thought, what would I do in this situation - I would put a couple of machine gunners under the wagon and no one would be able to run over the rail. If this thought occurred to me, it is obvious that one should not expect stupidity from the enemy. In response, the company commander burps a short "- Hold on."
What? hold on? ****. Then, after five minutes, he adds "- There will be a counterattack in the morning."
 I start to get dressed and think about what to do with this ****ing situation. Well, damn, let's attack hill J. Due to the peculiarities of the terrain, this damn point was on the same level as the third floor of house D1. And the edge of the road passed right under this house and turned to the left, and therefore, controlling it, I made it impossible to enter my district.
Realizing that time is short and considering the importance of this event, I am gathering a team of six of my fighters. I'm going to the people of Poltava. I'm lining up everyone. I say, well, gentlemen, our affairs have suddenly turned into ****. We have to attack. I don't know if the Russians took the hill or not, but if we don't take it, we'll be screwed for sure.
I select an additional eight men, headed by their senior sergeant, a German. And in complete silence we sneak up in twos to the line of attack. I took the initial position in a small cemetery, created conditions for crossfire, the front four of our fighters burst into buildings.
We occupy two houses on the hill without a fight. This is luck. Appointing the senior "Jurist" to help him, I leave the real Rambo - Leo. This is the guy who ran out and shot at the tank with an unloaded PSRL. In this mess, he only asked "- Where to shoot, boss." This is what I am saying that warriors are not born, my sweet ones, they become in war.
I assigned fire points and tasks, I do additional reconnaissance of the street on the left, with Jackson. I give the order to bring ammunition to the point and go back. In place of our boys, who went to point J, we disperse the Poltava men along the front line.
In the morning, I plan to assemble another assault team and conduct an attack on D1 with support from Hill J.

Laser tag with tracers starts working. Between them, I run up and shoot with my own hands from disposable RPGs. I get a concussion when I accidentally step near the nozzle of Jackson's RPG. I start burping. I shoot with an RPG, I burp again. I take another and continue. Many RPGs misfire. But RPGs work like clockwork. Having spent all the ammunition, we go to the station.
I ask, well, have we suppressed the enemy? Yes, it's normal. While I am at the station, I fall a couple of times. I don't even remember that. After some time I come to my senses. I'm back together. Two APCs filled with people arrive. They brought me 20 men from Poltava. I ask, are the armored personnel carriers charged? I want to check the attack again. No. There was no time. The second armored personnel carrier worked in another place. They work only as transport. Okay.
I line up the men of Poltava, I ask "- your combat experience?" We were under fire and so on. I immediately describe the situation to them - we fight at short distances, kill the enemy when you see them. I say I will use you in the mix with my boys. While you are mostly in reserve. I will thaw it in the morning.
No one is against it. I bring them to the house. Anyway, nothing will fly there at night.
I get stuck in my hole. I take off almost everything. Despite minus 10 degrees of frost. Despite the night, the frost begins to subside. My boots and clothes are soaked through with sweat. In the morning I plan to attack again and clean the buildings. I'm starting to fall asleep.
Every dream I hear Doc's report " - No. We are no longer there. We left for the station." I scream speechlessly into the void "- AAAAAAAA."

Continuation of the Ukrainian officer’s memories of the battles for the Sil station, in the Soledar area, which took place in January 2023
We decide to make a carousel with RPGs (constant shelling of the target while one RPG shoots, the other reloads and immediately replaces the first) and destroy the garages from which the bastards attack. Leo and Cook take turns running up and shooting, dismantling garages. The bastard attack is starting to die down after all this fuss. I am making a request, I need ammunition. MORE AMMUNITION. MUCH MORE.
The duty officer on the walkie-talkie says no, save the ammunition. I say "Come on, you come here and show how the hell to fight here without ammunition." Silence. The battalion commander gets in touch "- Everything will be fine, wait."
I call an additional company officer, I ask to send water. Just plain water. It's hard to lick ice. At first he says that we don't have it ourselves. I say go to Slavyansk for water.
"Archaeologist" remains at point D. I say to the commander of the point - put two people on the corner. This will be enough, and I will leave to replenish the ammunition and rest. Because it would be difficult to run and attack all day. Of course they will give a **** about it. This will become our nail, because of this we will have big problems.
An armored personnel carrier arrives filled to the brim with ammunition and water. The battalion commander asks "Is this ammunition enough for us?" I look at this ****ing pile of EVERYTHING, I answer "- Yes, we are happy." I tell Doc to come to me for ammunition, there is enough for everyone. God, that water was delicious.
A handful of fighters came with the armored personnel carrier. At first I was told that fixiki should come. That's what we called mother****ers, which the company officer kept with him. However, they say we are here by accident, we are from Smoke's platoon. This is the platoon that got hit the day before.
I say guys, I'm not asking you to fight, but I need war mules, I need you to drag some of this ammunition to my position. Of course, they began to refuse, but a couple of persuasive speeches to their company commander and vice versa convinced them to help.
Next, I ask the commander of the armored personnel carrier, are you charged? "Raccoon" kindly answers - yes. Then I invite you to work in battle. He doesn't mind. We go out to the flank of the attacking bitch. It was getting dark, but we didn't care. Jumping out for a couple of seconds, I show the gunner where to shoot with my hands. And here the 30mm starts to work. This is already an argument. In addition, he fires at the enemy PKT and AGS. This is the end of the scum attack. For some time.
We return to the station. APC takes combat mules. And the commander tells me to wait for reinforcements. A platoon of Poltava soldiers should come to me. First I think what I will do with these guys. Because it is difficult to move people safely. From point D, Doc reports an hour later that he was again surrounded by fire from houses D3 D4.
I understand that he ignored my words. At first, I catch battle madness and want to run into that house with a night vision device and work there alone. Then I still think, not an option - night vision with a collimator I have one. These are already stupid combat nuts.
I think of a better plan. We take two boxes of pencils (frag shots for RPGs) and a bunch of disposable RPGs. All the same, there is a lot of ammunition. We will go to the depot. I pass with night vision, check whether there is no one. Purely.
Sitting behind the wall of the house, in complete silence we start spinning charges and loading up disposable RPGs.
A shell from a tank flies right into the roof of the depot a couple of meters from us. The depot is 15 meters high. A beautiful explosion blooms in the dark. Everyone is impressed, but we continue our work. A couple more shells are flying, but already further from us.
Dark as in the ***. I am attaching a magazine with tracers. I enter the span. Next to me are Jackson and Leo with RPG. The idea is simple. I highlight with tracers the floor to be shot at, and then we start firing charges to the left and right at each window.

No longer undressing, I hide in the basement and kill myself for a couple of hours. By morning, the frost gradually recedes, and the sun, which shines so wonderfully, does not come out. A leaden gloomy sky completes the ****ing layout on the battlefield.
We are preparing without haste. Carefully. The battle will clearly be for our lives. While I'm preparing the group, a report comes from the Archaeologist boys that the bastards are attacking from their side of the village and one group has penetrated the railway. Damn, I'm already in full circle judging by the reports. ****ing company commander. A helicopter is working in the background.
I move my group to point C. I take out Poltava boys to replace my boys with whom I plan to attack. In addition, I select two of the most experienced fighters from Poltava to join my group. While moving between the points, the SPG with the tank starts shooting. The sense of fear is already so dulled that I walk at full speed without paying attention to the explosions. One of the explosions a few tens of meters away sends a fragment in my direction. He passes right in front of my nose. I feel the heat on my skin and realize that a little more and my face would be ripped off. Yes, a typical ****ing mistake. Indifference is the flip side of panic in war. I concentrate and begin to fall through the force when I hear a whistle.

I took the commander of a platoon of boys from Poltava and gave him three more boys, I set up an ambush in the house of G on the flank. My forces are too stretched and anything is possible. I instruct them to work from the middle of the room (letting the bastards get closer) across one room of G's house. The factor of surprise and all that, we throw bed nets on the windows for camouflage. In the background, the machine gun starts firing again at point A, and reports are being made that guys in camouflage uniforms are already advancing. The games are over.
Video 1 - "I am not a coward at all, but it seems to me that we are completely surrounded"
Video 2 - "Here are my stormtroopers, the fiercest guys, and we're going to kill mother****ers"

Continuation of the description of the battles for the Sil station
I demand to give me a radio. I listen to the report, how it was difficult for Dok's group, they said there was no water, no ammunition either. Although I said go and fill yourself with ammunition. They did not even have three hundred (wounded). Okay. At least you warned me that you were going to leave mother****ers. I swear while I listen like a ****ing grandfather, and I understand that everything - the Russians have already come to my rear.
I demand to give me a radio. I listen to the report, how it was difficult for Dok's group, they said there was no water, no ammunition either. Although I said go and fill yourself with ammunition. They did not even have wounded. You should have warned me you were going to leave mother****ers. I swear while I listen like a ****ing grandfather, but I understand that the Russians have already come to my rear.

I get in touch with the company commander "- I ask you to allow me to go behind the rail and align with everyone else." The first thought, what would I do in this situation - I would put a couple of machine gunners under the wagon and no one would be able to run over the rail. If this thought occurred to me, it is obvious that one should not expect stupidity from the enemy. In response, the company commander burps a short "- Hold on."
What? hold on? ****. Then, after five minutes, he adds "- There will be a counterattack in the morning."
 I start to get dressed and think about what to do with this ****ing situation. Well, damn, let's attack hill J. Due to the peculiarities of the terrain, this damn point was on the same level as the third floor of house D1. And the edge of the road passed right under this house and turned to the left, and therefore, controlling it, I made it impossible to enter my district.
Realizing that time is short and considering the importance of this event, I am gathering a team of six of my fighters. I'm going to the people of Poltava. I'm lining up everyone. I say, well, gentlemen, our affairs have suddenly turned into ****. We have to attack. I don't know if the Russians took the hill or not, but if we don't take it, we'll be screwed for sure.
I select an additional eight men, headed by their senior sergeant, a German. And in complete silence we sneak up in twos to the line of attack. I took the initial position in a small cemetery, created conditions for crossfire, the front four of our fighters burst into buildings.
We occupy two houses on the hill without a fight. This is luck. Appointing the senior "Jurist" to help him, I leave the real Rambo - Leo. This is the guy who ran out and shot at the tank with an unloaded PSRL. In this mess, he only asked "- Where to shoot, boss." This is what I am saying that warriors are not born, my sweet ones, they become in war.
I assigned fire points and tasks, I do additional reconnaissance of the street on the left, with Jackson. I give the order to bring ammunition to the point and go back. In place of our boys, who went to point J, we disperse the Poltava men along the front line.
In the morning, I plan to assemble another assault team and conduct an attack on D1 with support from Hill J.

Laser tag with tracers starts working. Between them, I run up and shoot with my own hands from disposable RPGs. I get a concussion when I accidentally step near the nozzle of Jackson's RPG. I start burping. I shoot with an RPG, I burp again. I take another and continue. Many RPGs misfire. But RPGs work like clockwork. Having spent all the ammunition, we go to the station.
I ask, well, have we suppressed the enemy? Yes, it's normal. While I am at the station, I fall a couple of times. I don't even remember that. After some time I come to my senses. I'm back together. Two APCs filled with people arrive. They brought me 20 men from Poltava. I ask, are the armored personnel carriers charged? I want to check the attack again. No. There was no time. The second armored personnel carrier worked in another place. They work only as transport. Okay.
I line up the men of Poltava, I ask "- your combat experience?" We were under fire and so on. I immediately describe the situation to them - we fight at short distances, kill the enemy when you see them. I say I will use you in the mix with my boys. While you are mostly in reserve. I will thaw it in the morning.
No one is against it. I bring them to the house. Anyway, nothing will fly there at night.
I get stuck in my hole. I take off almost everything. Despite minus 10 degrees of frost. Despite the night, the frost begins to subside. My boots and clothes are soaked through with sweat. In the morning I plan to attack again and clean the buildings. I'm starting to fall asleep.
Every dream I hear Doc's report " - No. We are no longer there. We left for the station." I scream speechlessly into the void "- AAAAAAAA."

Continuation of the Ukrainian officer’s memories of the battles for the Sil station, in the Soledar area, which took place in January 2023
We decide to make a carousel with RPGs (constant shelling of the target while one RPG shoots, the other reloads and immediately replaces the first) and destroy the garages from which the bastards attack. Leo and Cook take turns running up and shooting, dismantling garages. The bastard attack is starting to die down after all this fuss. I am making a request, I need ammunition. MORE AMMUNITION. MUCH MORE.
The duty officer on the walkie-talkie says no, save the ammunition. I say "Come on, you come here and show how the hell to fight here without ammunition." Silence. The battalion commander gets in touch "- Everything will be fine, wait."
I call an additional company officer, I ask to send water. Just plain water. It's hard to lick ice. At first he says that we don't have it ourselves. I say go to Slavyansk for water.
"Archaeologist" remains at point D. I say to the commander of the point - put two people on the corner. This will be enough, and I will leave to replenish the ammunition and rest. Because it would be difficult to run and attack all day. Of course they will give a **** about it. This will become our nail, because of this we will have big problems.
An armored personnel carrier arrives filled to the brim with ammunition and water. The battalion commander asks "Is this ammunition enough for us?" I look at this ****ing pile of EVERYTHING, I answer "- Yes, we are happy." I tell Doc to come to me for ammunition, there is enough for everyone. God, that water was delicious.
A handful of fighters came with the armored personnel carrier. At first I was told that fixiki should come. That's what we called mother****ers, which the company officer kept with him. However, they say we are here by accident, we are from Smoke's platoon. This is the platoon that got hit the day before.
I say guys, I'm not asking you to fight, but I need war mules, I need you to drag some of this ammunition to my position. Of course, they began to refuse, but a couple of persuasive speeches to their company commander and vice versa convinced them to help.
Next, I ask the commander of the armored personnel carrier, are you charged? "Raccoon" kindly answers - yes. Then I invite you to work in battle. He doesn't mind. We go out to the flank of the attacking bitch. It was getting dark, but we didn't care. Jumping out for a couple of seconds, I show the gunner where to shoot with my hands. And here the 30mm starts to work. This is already an argument. In addition, he fires at the enemy PKT and AGS. This is the end of the scum attack. For some time.
We return to the station. APC takes combat mules. And the commander tells me to wait for reinforcements. A platoon of Poltava soldiers should come to me. First I think what I will do with these guys. Because it is difficult to move people safely. From point D, Doc reports an hour later that he was again surrounded by fire from houses D3 D4.
I understand that he ignored my words. At first, I catch battle madness and want to run into that house with a night vision device and work there alone. Then I still think, not an option - night vision with a collimator I have one. These are already stupid combat nuts.
I think of a better plan. We take two boxes of pencils (frag shots for RPGs) and a bunch of disposable RPGs. All the same, there is a lot of ammunition. We will go to the depot. I pass with night vision, check whether there is no one. Purely.
Sitting behind the wall of the house, in complete silence we start spinning charges and loading up disposable RPGs.
A shell from a tank flies right into the roof of the depot a couple of meters from us. The depot is 15 meters high. A beautiful explosion blooms in the dark. Everyone is impressed, but we continue our work. A couple more shells are flying, but already further from us.
Dark as in the ***. I am attaching a magazine with tracers. I enter the span. Next to me are Jackson and Leo with RPG. The idea is simple. I highlight with tracers the floor to be shot at, and then we start firing charges to the left and right at each window.

Russia is already conscripting Ukrainians on the occupied territories. Why would that be any different on any newly occupied territories?
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Also, all the NATO stuff is nice, as long as NATO holds. Treaties are cool, but Czechoslovakia had a lot of treaties at the beginning of 1938. Not so much by the end. We will have to see whether we would see repeat of that situation for the Baltic states, if Russia isn't stopped well enough.

Well, to be fair, the U.S. did sign a treaty (George W. Bush) with Ukraine to protect them from foreign invasion after they destroyed their nukes after the dissolution of the USSR (or CCCP). Did the U.S. intervene with the Russian invasion of Crimea and other Ukrainian regions? NO! So, why would Ukraine or Ukrainians trust in anything the U.S. says, especially when the individual who made the decision on what to do, or more important, what NOT to do, was the Vice President of the U.S, and is now the President of the U.S. named Joe Biden!

Eh, there wouldn't even be need of invasion. They would likely happily join a Russian bloc, along with Serbia, if Putin proposed it.
Austria didn't get even the weak denazification process Germany experienced after WW2. Its political institutions are weak and riddled with corruption, and half the population would gladly embrace the kind of reactionary conservativism Putin is preaching. If you go to a rural taverns in Austria, it is not unlikely to find SS and swastika flags hanging casually in the backrooms where the "local patrons" meet with local politicians, as of recently sometimes next to Russian flags. 
Orban has successfully removed democracy from Hungary. He would join without even blinking.
Serbia? Vucic, the current president, was a government minister while Serbia was still in the casual rape camp and ethnocide business. The average Serbian is filled with nationalist revanchism because "NATO attacked us for zero reason at all", "the genocide is a dirty lie but they deserved it" and "we must reunite Yugoslavia". Half of Bosnia is for Serbia basically what Donbas was for Russia, except with a far better point, because there are actually Serbs living there who threaten to genocide the other half of Bosnia every other month.  
Turkey might stay neutral or decide to join. Aggressive, religion-infused nationalism is rampant in the country, Erdogan has removed democratic institutions, and the economy is in the gutters. He might see an advantage in joining the "living piss-poor in dirt-huts but believing in the absolutely superiority of your nation" club of Putin. 
That attitude actually the big connecting factor between all these nations, even when we look at Trumpists in the US. An absolute belief in national superiority coupled with the absolute willingness to be pissed on by corrupt oligarchs. 
I foresee the "GDR separatists of Eastern Germany being liberated by Russia" as more likely than an attack on the Baltics. Russia already has its fingers dug in firmly in these countries, they just need to be connected by a land bridge.
Let's not forget, Russian nationalists don't think in "Ah, of we can't get Kiyv in 2026 we might as well give up". 
Even soft-spoken commenters on Russian politics like Vlad Vexler are very clear on this. "If we don't get Berlin in 2030, we try in 2035. If we don't get Berlin in 2035, we try in 2040...." The whole nation of Russia is building itself for a permanent conflict with the West through all means. Putin's brainwashed children will do it in 2100 and beyond. 
That doesn't mean that Russia will succeed, we just have to be real about their mentality and how many in the West would join them. Even a 5% separatist movement (completely realistic numbers in Austria or Germany, if they could get weapons) that locks shoulders with the Russian Army is a good way to massively disrupt a country.

There had been some discussions in the papers here if Germany should have its own nukes. The question was what to do if the US withdraws its protection. The French don't want to share. I don't know what the UK's policy would be in that case. That leaves the rest of Europe without nuclear protection.
That discussion didn't create much political traction that I'm aware of. But that the question was even asked is really something new.

Got some sources to cite for this assertion? 😁
I think Russia is quite capable of doing so, they may not get very far and would likely suffer astronomical losses, but could wreak some significant devastation in the process. Are they likely to? I doubt it.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

Hey, it turns out there are sober-minded officials in the West

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.

Ukrainian soldiers began to receive Tsukorok (sugar) drone detectors. This detector scans the radio air and, based on the characteristic frequency at which a certain type of drone is controlled, determines that there is a drone nearby and you need to hide.
Allegedly, this device is inexpensive, and its effectiveness has already been tested by soldiers on the front line.

In general, in my opinion, missile attacks on Ukrainian cities today play a negative role for the Russians. Russia today is conducting one of the most successful information and psychological campaigns against the Ukrainian state. The Kremlin has successfully undermined Ukrainians' faith in its leadership and is quite successful in countering the mobilization of Ukrainians, pitting them against military officials.
However, massive attacks on rear cities reduce the effectiveness of these informational and psychological actions, returning Ukrainians to reality and indicating who their true enemy is.