Yevhen "Ryasik" Ryasny is a fan of "Zorya" (Luhansk) and "Dynamo" (Kyiv) football clubs.
Yevhen Viktorovich Ryasny was born on November 29, 1993 in the village of Mykhailiuki (Luhansk region). After studying at a local school, he entered the Lysychansk Pedagogical College majoring in Technological Education, where his brother Dmytro was studying at that time. During his studies, he was fascinated by the history of Ukraine, and the young man was especially interested in the nationalist movement and the figure of Stepan Andriyovych Bandera. Wrote articles and spoke among students with speeches on socially important topics. In 2012, he switched to the Ukrainian language of communication. According to his brother's memories, from an early age Yevhen dreamed of becoming a politician and changing Ukrainian society for the better. Since childhood, he was active in sports, played football.
"Zori" got to the fan stand for the first time at the age of 13. Yevhen's father took him and his brother to the team's home matches once. Since Dmytro supported Shakhtar, Evgeny chose their main rival. And also fans of Artem Milevskii's game. While studying at the college, trips to Luhansk and to away matches of "Dynamo" Kyiv began. He hosted guys from the capital movement who were returning from a trip or were somewhere in the Donbas.
In 2014, he participated in the Revolution of Dignity event on the capital's Maidan. In April 2016, he again followed his brother Dmytro, who joined Azov a year earlier. Rick was not registered, then he signed a contract. From the very beginning, he was in the sniper platoon, he was the deputy commander. Evgeny took part in battles on the Svitlodar arc, in Shyrokyn and Dokuchaevsk.
Next, about "Ryasik" is mentioned his brother from "Azov" with the call sign "Humble":
- "I think that the way I knew "Ryasik" in the service - no one knew him. For about 5 years, they were in a sniper pair, they were each other's partners, they exercised together, trained together, studied together, performed combat missions and rested together . For me, Zheka will forever remain the best partner. We understood each other from half a word. How many of the hottest destinations of that time did we visit, Avdiyivka, Pisky, Shirokino, Svitlodarska Duga, Mari'inka. How much qualified, high-quality work was done and how many tens of kilometers of gray zone crawled on their bellies, how many enemies they destroyed...
I was one of those people who taught him sniping when he came to our unit, which at that time, you could say, was being formed. He absorbed information well, learned quickly and grew quickly in this difficult business. After some time, we already performed tasks together as part of the department near Sakhanka, and were a sniper pair. I saw how Zheka's eyes lit up when there was a result, and every successfully hit target was motivation for him to prepare for further work and study.
I learned some things from Zheka. His attitude to life was so easy and simple. He often got me out of depressive moods and, one might say, taught me how to accept failures or any difficulties in life. I am especially grateful to him for this, he was always in a good mood, you could never tell that something was wrong with him. Even when our unit suffered its first losses on the Svitlodar arc. Zheka and I were part of a group of 4 people that had to evacuate our fellow friend "Beach" from the gray zone. We then passed one and a half kilometers of the gray zone with landings and beams, and got closer to the enemy by 90 meters. Unfortunately, our attempt was unsuccessful, but this operation opened my eyes to many things: both people and working moments. It was hard for me to go through this moment, but we sat down with Zheka in the evening, talked heart to heart, and I felt better. Then I realized a few things. Zheka has a unique ability to bring people out of depressed states, and I was grateful that he was by my side at such a time. Second, there was no fear in him. Third, I realized who I can rely on.
I remember how in one of the winters there was a crazy swamp, and none of the available equipment could reach the position where we were working. The intensity of hostilities was high for that period, for several days we shared a bag with dried apples and melted the snow that accumulated behind the parapet of the trench because there was no more water. Provisions reached us only after several days of fighting at our position ran out of ammunition, we were all dirty, soaked through, but happy because a colossal job had been done. You know, against the background of all our successful activities, I was almost always sure that we would not die, and hardly even be injured, such a situation was simply difficult to imagine, with the level of professionalism we achieved.
Even when we were relaxing in the pub after successful tasks, sipping beer, Zheka was thinking about improving our efficiency, some innovations, innovations, things that could make our work even better. You know, there is such an expression "I wouldn't go scouting with you." So "Ryasik" was the one in whom I was always 110 percent sure. He was exactly the one I always wanted to see around during our operations, he could always be relied on and trusted to cover his back. Zheka was a beautiful person with a bright soul, a real warrior, the most ardent patriot of his country that I have known in my lifetime, intelligent and enduring. If he was given a task, it will be fulfilled with a 99.9% probability."
"Ryasik" met the beginning of a full-scale war in Mariupol. Although he had the release documents in his hands, he joined the defense of the city together with his comrades. During the fighting, he received two severe concussions with loss of consciousness, his comrades dug him out from under the rubble and transported him to "Azovstal". After a short recovery, he hurried back to his position. After that, he received a traumatic leg amputation. Having lost his leg, he was on the "Zalizyatka" together with other wounded. He agreed to be evacuated by helicopter, hoping to reach the Dnipro, where a girl was waiting for him. Despite the severe injury and amputation, he did not lose his optimism and planned to marry his beloved.
Yevhen Ryasny died on March 31, 2022 in a helicopter that crashed during evacuation. He was awarded the Order "For Courage" of the III degree (posthumously), the medal "For Loyalty and Victory", the "Cossack Cross" of the 3rd and 2nd degrees, the medal "For Military Service to Ukraine".