In the city of Pokrovsk, territory is constantly changing hands. Amid the ruins, Ukrainian troops risk their lives to deliver supplies and rescue comrades
When Joseph saw the explosives-laden drone barrelling straight towards his flatbed lorry, his vision darkened and the world switched into slow-motion. His thoughts turned to the two young soldiers riding in the back alongside a mountain of ammunition and drones bound for Pokrovsk.
“You don’t have fear in those moments, you just think of the lives you have to save,” Joseph recalled. He remembered swerving left in a split second, dodging the full impact of the drone, which crashed into the window frame and exploded, blowing out the windows. From the back he heard one of the soldiers shout: “I’m 300, I’m 300.”
