14/01/2026
On September 27, 1993, the day Sukhumi fell during the Russian-Georgian war in Abkhazia, Kabardian militants who were part of the North Caucasian confederate forces set fire to the building of the Council of Ministers of Abkhazia. The flames quickly engulfed the entire structure; glass shattered violently, bursting under the intense heat as black smoke poured from the windows.
Suddenly, from the swirling chaos of fire and smoke, a tall, well-built Georgian fighter emerged. His automatic rifle hung lowered in his hands. It was clear he had no intention of firing, yet he did not abandon his weapon either. Calm and unhurried, the soldier began descending the stairs, step by step, as if untouched by the inferno behind him.
The Kabardians shouted orders at him to drop his weapon. The Georgian appeared not to hear them and continued walking forward with the same measured calm. They repeated the command several times β still in vain. The Georgian soldier then slung the rifle over his shoulder and kept moving toward them.
Amazement spread among the Kabardians. They exchanged gestures and signs with one another, signaling not to shoot. But one Abkhaz fighter ignored the unspoken agreement and opened fire with an automatic burst, killing the Georgian soldier on the spot.
When the confederate fighters later picked up his weapon, they made a startling discovery: there was not a single bullet in the magazine.
The Georgian hero had chosen death with a weapon in his hands over the humiliation of captivity β choosing to die with dignity, calmly, proudly, and heroically.