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“The land was thirsty,” says Grandpa Haykaz, shoveling the riverbed. The water gurgles, wetting the cracked lips of the soil. And suddenly, over the years, a picture of a small garden buried in the green wakes up. My father dug the shovel into the ground and hung his white shirt on an apricot branch.
Speaking about the military operations unleashed by Azerbaijan in Tavush, the victorious counterattack of the Armenian servicemen, the work of the army’s rear services was also stressed.
Last week, the Azerbaijanis shelled not only our positions in the direction of Tavush, but also the civilian population and infrastructure. However, even in the focus of the shelling, there was no panic among the residents.