“Vasily, can you see the launcher?”
“Da. Seaward of the building. Recommend you approach from the east, Sacha. He will not be able to see you.”
“Two, see if you can distract him while I position.”
I crank into a tight turn, noticing as I do what looks like a military convoy on the Suhumi highway.
I radio it to Vasily, who looks through his binoculars and confirms — it was the source of the radar contact.