Chechnya, 95. Captain Mironov finds himself in the very center of hell called Grozny. The officer was lucky - he survived. But how many deaths he saw! In his arms, he carried out of the heat the tortured bodies of those with whom a couple of minutes earlier he had shared a cigarette or the last horn of cartridges... This is a ballad about the Siberian “makhra”, about the Russian infantry, which was in the first ranks of the militants storming the main citadel of the militants - the Dudayev Palace.