Chapter Forty-Four
It is really strange that no one in the IMU ever found out that Yosir had been a professional soldier. They continued to regard him as one of those people who did something or other that was incomprehensible, but took his assignments directly from the top, and so, although the rank-and- file guerrillas were rather suspicious of him, at the same time they were wary, and they didn’t talk too freely about him. Who can say how his life would gone if at the first firearms training sessions he had said that flailing away at isolated targets with a grenade thrower is too expensive a luxury, but the class was being led by someone called Ilkhom, who had not only been trained in Chechnya, but had even fought there, and in the process had picked up his own ideas of how one type or
