Dear military commanders and soldiers of the Armenian Army

We are in the military unit under the command of Col Vazgen Hakobyan, whose subordinates are on combat duty along the southern border of our country. We are walking around the military unit, and watching the daily routine.

He was tired. The legs were barely moving. The boys were ahead. He was walking behind them. Not walking, rather rolling. This was different. Two days had passed since the attack, but the brain was not resting.