About the book: 2006 / Where are you, ninth parachute company? Where are the guys whose young blood smoked on the hot stones of Afghanistan, whose last cry echoed restlessly between the rocks of the damned Hindu Kush pass? Almost all of them lie under white obelisks with a red tin star. Was it really all in vain, and no one needed this war? Whether this is true or not, the land, watered with the blood of soldiers and flavored with their dead bodies, will never become foreign... When demobilized Oleg Lyutaev got off the train at the station of his native Krasnoyarsk, he did not even suspect that the history of the ninth company was not yet completed. Fate had prepared more than one surprise for him, and it turned out that surviving and remaining human in democratic Russia was no easier than in the fire of the Afghan war…