elections at various levels have started in thirteen more russian regions, in the murmansk and chelyabinsk regions the governor's election, in another eleven subjects the residents are electing local government bodies. thus , voting is already taking place in 62 regions. people are coming to the polling stations even in the border regions, and in the kursk region the turnout is one of the highest in the whole country. details in the report by anton podkovenko. those who wanted

to intimidate russians miscalculated. electoral activity in the border regions, where early voting was allowed for security reasons, it only grows. this is how ella pomfilova, head of the central election commission, began her briefing. high percentage: crimea, sevastopol, bryansk region, in kursk region the turnout, even taking into account early voting, was 46% as of yesterday evening. and it continues to grow. this is, perhaps, the highest figure in the country. adequate reaction of heroic residents.

this is always the case with us, trouble, danger, people unite, vote traditionally at polling stations and electronically without paper carrier, it is simple and effective, the method has proven itself well, the region actively uses remote electronic voting, 86 thousand voters have submitted applications, as of dec 64% of this number have already voted, and of course.

chairmen of precinct commissions, territorial, representatives of law enforcement agencies, how and how to respond to this or that situation, therefore the elections are held, i repeat once again, not continuously, there were no, so to speak, pauses, everything is going absolutely in the normal course. here is such an atmosphere in the cec, working, dynamic, but at the same time calm, as always when there is an election marathon, despite the pressure from outside, which the cec actually expected, not a single computer attack achieved its goal. from september 5 to 9:00 7, that is today, the means of protecting the internet portal of the cec of russia blocked about 100,000 potentially dangerous impacts, of which 232 cases are the highest level of criticality, that is, these are super attacks, i would say, extra attacks, ddos attacks.

responsibility, but also the courage of russians, the peak indicator of not only high civil turnout is yet to come. anton potkovenko, sergey truskov and dmitry matrosov, news! that day in beslan, for some reason , the kindergarten was closed, and mothers had to take their younger children with them to the school assembly to the older ones, here eight-month-old georgy was teething, he was capricious and mother zhanna was left with the baby, the older ones, eight-year-old zalina and

ten-year-old fatima, were sent to school alone, let's go spend a little, in the evening, here they are in an old video, happy with white bows. here it's not scary to walk for a couple of minutes, everyone around is a relative or neighbor. this is how the first school looked before that day: a sunny courtyard, that same gym, let it be solemn and the bell, the school bell will ring. that's how it is, stronger , stronger. eight-year-old zalina didn't come out of that gym alive, and ten-year-old fatima came out like this: on july 14th i'll already be 30 years old, and on july 14th i'm 30 years old, well, all this

should already be called "you", and i'm still on "you", yes, "you", margarita, speak to me on "you" too, okay, we agreed, it doesn't hurt you to sit like that. no, ok, you're worried about me, you're darling. having suffered a terrible injury from the explosion in that gym, in this gym, fatima is trying to restore her poorly functioning left hand. while we were filming her training, milana, her aromatherapist, came to see fatima. in small towns you always accidentally meet acquaintances, in ossetia you always accidentally meet hostages from the besl school. 20 years ago milana too.

unbearable thoughts about the terrible death of the younger one , about how they both walked to school alone that day. what kind of beslan people you are, of course women, there are no more like her in the world, this one is smiling and one is gone, here is the second one, we are raising

her with all our might, since the child wants to live, i am surprised at the parents, they are so sick... irina, alan's beloved young wife. here she is, still a bride at her own wedding. irina was afraid of mice and butterflies, knew how to calm her hot-tempered husband with one quiet smile, and every sunday she baked him the best cakes in all of ossetia, and then she took the girls to school, where she says your girl went to first grade, the first school there she says

was captured went in than to joke, i am sitting in operating room, he says, butterflies and...

sidakova the eldest now shudders at the sight of soldiers with weapons, there are many of them in the city, her

daughter, a teacher, is afraid to return to work at school. angela did return to school, and not just returned, she wrote her own textbooks, from which the entire republic now learns the ossetian language. in the sedakovs' house, the eldest man is now alan, he is 27, he is married, and as expected, the ossetians sit at the head of the table, when we first met 20 years ago. he ran around the house almost naked and did not allow himself to be dressed, the sidakovs don't dress the children because it hurts, they're all burned, i remember, on the first day they took us out to line up, i had balloons in my hands, at some point, when there were already 10 meters left to the main door, i heard shots, and i have a child, my first thoughts are, wow, fireworks, really, really, i just ran to the threshold, then they grab me by the scruff of the neck, i immediately have this, immediately tears, i have hysterics, i think, how why, i say,

where are the fireworks, this teacher's desk with a small cabinet, they shoved me in there, i i'm sitting there, thinking, what in general, where is who, i hear footsteps, the door opens and a militant, get out, he says, can you imagine, we've never heard this, and i didn't hear it, he said. sterom slowly crawls to each other, so as not to provoke the militants' anger, the sedakovas sat in the corner until the first explosion, they didn't give them food or drink, forbade them from crying, they raised them, here they put machine guns on their heads, they took two out, now we'll shoot you, if you make noise, now shoot you, and after the explosion, like everyone who wasn't killed by this explosion, they sedakovas in the formed window a breach, children, children, i look, my mother is running ahead, i remember... she had a suit like that, velour, i think she's running with some

child in her arms, i can't understand why i 'm running, she's carrying someone at all, maybe you say, she mixed up the children, i don't know what 's going on, it was geor, it was geor, georgy lyin, the international symbol of beslan, the sedakovs' neighbor, the one with this photo, the one to whom they erected a monument in san marino. geor is also already married, the bride is also a beslan woman, the same age. she was not a hostage only because that morning she stopped to pick flowers from the flowerbed for the teacher and was late. but the sedakovs' friend, on the contrary, specially arrived early from vacation to get to allan's first bell. a friend in the family who also saw him off.

here is another two-year-old 2002, a two-year-old baby, a four-year-old girl, he is 2000 glad

, hello, hello, hello, no need, no need, we can't, i know, i understand everything, but we can't, because then i will melt here completely, we will not cry, they will not wait for more from us, nadezhda ilinishna herself studied at the first school, and was a pioneer leader there, and worked that day and works to this day. i had a board on this wall, here is a hole, there in the wall, it is from a shell, here are my verochka's clothes hanging. having come to after the first explosion, nadezhda ilinishna, herself a mother of three children, found her eight-year-old daughter alive and unharmed, her fourteen-year-old son barely alive, and her eleven-year-old daughter dead,

my verochka was already cold, she was all like in... the village was like a solid bruise, here red, gray, like this, bloody tears, a smile, and his hands were folded like for communion on his chest, and borik was still alive, and he began to come to himself, that is, to move his hands, there was something, i say to borichka: borichka, you help me, i you, the people who jumped out after the first explosion, and these began to shoot them in the back, naturally, i understand that i can’t lift borya, and it’s impossible to drag him here, so now you’re on...

coming back here, what does he say you showed up, i say, well, you said that you would help, well and naturally a curse and a butt in the teeth, that’s it they knocked me out here, i understand, now they will kill me here, and there are girls, and there are my students, there are a lot of people, my colleagues, we have to help somehow, here she is in these

old shots of the hospital right after she was saved herself saved her youngest daughter. all this time they did not give water to the children, what is this called, they soaked rags, here are aprons, t-shirts, shirts, they threw, this is the first day, the second day nothing at all, well, in general, hell, probably, judging by the biblical descriptions, it was a resort compared to what we endured there, we went into school in the morning the fourth, when all the bodies had already been taken out and everything that could be identified, the children's pencil cases, not the grandmothers' bracelets, we still found there, we found things that cannot be forgotten, and the school smoked, smoked, and did not want to calm down. in the smoking ruins of the first school, things that were here before september 1 will be found for a long time, somewhere a ficus tree survived, somewhere notebooks, these cardboard boxes were prepared for the first-graders for the holiday, they

were supposed to learn poems from them, the hen began to count little chicks, five white ones. and yellow five, ten in all. eight-month-old georgy, the one who was teething that day , is now twenty years old, smiling, and wears braces on his teeth. he helps his surviving sister fatima with her studies, a strict teacher comes to her every day. look, i pronounce sounds, yes, you know, we talked about it, there are vowels and consonants, yes. when we pronounce them, there is an air vibration, and these vibrations, vibrations to fly here, they will fly here, but fatima of inconsistencies and vowels, spring. lilac, bicycle, and languid uncertainty, will kostik come to training tomorrow, the one with the brown beard, ritya, you know how

handsome he is, he has such a nice beard, i will pray all night that kostik comes tomorrow, imagine, imagine, sauce, sun, imagine, i will pray all night like this , that kostik comes tomorrow, behind the neighboring gate in his mercedes. that's what she calls him, natasha satsayeva rides, the kindergarten was closed that day, she took the eldest tamerlan to first grade, taking her two younger daughters with her, i say, let's go let's see how tamik goes to first grade, let's go and see how he went to first grade, all of natasha's children survived, and she herself after a long coma like this. natasha, why aren't you walking, what did you put your leg there, what's wrong with your leg? it's so swollen, that's how my left leg is swollen, it swells up so much, yes, that's how my left leg swells up, natasha, why is it so swollen, you have to ask her, what

is she playing around with, what are you playing around with, galina babenko wanders around the ruins of the school all day with a photograph, looking for her grandson, in the yard, she found him backpack and now refuses to leave the burnt sports hall, what our... without movement, if he even sat, he sat jumping, he loved to move, he loved to run, galina bobenko did not find her grandson, timur, the firstborn in a large family with golden curls, the beloved grandson of all grandparents , even his own father could not identify. when i looked at the remains, it was clear that this was incompatible with life, the bones were burnt, already broken, i

went through them eight times at the republican morgue and could not do anything, i did not even skip a beat, that this is my child, and then the tetovs had another daughter, she melted me, the daughter has already managed to grow up, and now he proudly jingles with orders and medals, teaches his cossack wisdom and knowledge, in these shots, aushev is busily inspecting the place of execution of the fathers of families, those who came to school with their children. they were all taken to

be shot in the first hours, only madina's father managed to jump out of this window to escape. it so happened that he was ordered to throw off the corpses, he understood that this was a matter of seconds, he understood that he could save himself, he jumped from windows. on soft chairs, in the office, the terrorists are having a nice chat with aushev, at first glance it's a normal business meeting. the school principal interrupted the measured conversation, aushev, how can i say, encourages her. here, now everything depends on what, i beg you, don't keep me for long, i have more there, i 've been working at this school for 53 years, for god's sake, for christ's sake.

there were negotiations, but they were weak, the criminals weren't interested in negotiations, on the first day there were no negotiations at all, and we only received information about snipers, that happening, saw part of the hall, the exact number of terrorists, of course, in such a scenario - hostages it was impossible to determine, the demands of the bandits were put forward only on september 2, as i said, everything was extremely sluggish, now there is no doubt that all this was a dragging out of the situation, a dragging out of time.

grandmother died saving dzera, and now dzera teaches at the medical academy, a foreign student in english. madina is very proud of her sister. and do you know madina?

hello, yes, of course, madina knows you azamat, they all know each other here, who was there that day, azamat was also one year and eight, like madinina, but they didn’t let him out with the other babies, they left him in the hall, to die is dehydration, at the site of terrorist attacks, where children die, they usually leave children’s toys, but here in the beslan school it is customary to leave water, because these creatures didn’t let the children drink, and the children sat here in the terrible heat, i remember how hot it was in the caucasus on september 1, at first they drank their own urine, while they still had it, and then there was nothing left at all, dehydrated to the point of losing consciousness, wounded in the stomach of the baby azamat, saved by the alpha officer at the cost of his own life,

andrei turkin, when the grenade covered you with fragments of this grenade, that is, if he had not covered it, we would probably not be sitting here now, yes, perhaps, either out of a sense of duty to the officers who saved them, or for some other reasons, the grown-up besland hostages are now leaving as volunteers for the svo, the horror that i experienced as a child changed me by itself, and in the first minutes, when we arrived at the point where we were moving, the first thing, what we saw was our soldier killed on a blown up tank, there were exactly half of them, and many were simply horrified by this picture, the commander even forbade some, said, just don't look there, don't look at the floor, up, anywhere, don't look at the corpses, and many simply couldn't cope with it, well...

i had it easier somehow, because i had already seen it, and i saw it in person and as a small child. who are you? i, a traveler, aeronaut, jean ivan, and so we come out namesakes, what a fairy tale without ivan. uh, uh, what started? without deception? without flint. i'm in flint sharpened. pen, self-written magic ink, get it, you're the main chaser, hurry up, so give me a horse, a mechanical one. yes, hit yourself on the head, do you have a nickname? where do you need to go?