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Podujevo 1999 – Beyond Reasonable Doubtthe time until the beginning of the Operation Storm (Oluja), that is, the attackon the Republic of Srpska Krajina by the Armed Forces of Croatia. Wewere not informed about these operations so my unit, all of it, remained fortwo days completely surrounded. From Dinara, marching 50 km on foot,my unit reached Drvar in the Republic of Srpska. When I got there, I went tothe brigade command, asking for assignments and explanations, not knowingwhat was going on. I did not know what was happening with my family.I only knew that my brother was alive as he was, at the time, in Serbia,rather, in Vranje, with a school excursion. Then I went to Banja Luka, to theInstruction Centre where earlier I had completed the secondary school education,and asked them to help me learn what had happened with my family.I was told to go to the Kozara barracks where I found my family in a verydifficult situation which it will be very difficult to understand by the peoplewho did not have to go through all this. The only thing I wanted thenand asked for was a shelter for my family, a place where we could start fromscratch, where we could lead a normal life. We found shelter in Novi Sad.There, for a while, I worked as a member of the security detail of a businessman,which means, in a privately owned firm, doing what I could findto do. In Novi Sad, immediately after that, my father and myself were practicallyarrested and transported to Zrenjanin. There we were told we werenot arrested, but mobilised and I was transported to Erdut. I insisted uponmy father being released and he returned to Novi Sad. I was then deliveredto the Serbian Volunteer Guard under the command of Željko Ražnatović“Arkan”. In view of my military experience, I was asked by the Serbian VolunteerGuard, I don’t know exactly by which officer, to form a platoon, asmaller unit for reconnaissance-diversionary activity. The unit was neverformed although I had started its formation and I asked to be relieved, thatis, demobilised, so I could go home, which I was allowed to do. Upon myreturn to Novi Sad, I went on with my job of providing security to some persons,businessmen, to earn the living for my family and myself.In Novi Sad I met a number of people from Krajina whom I had known earlier.On 17 November 1994, in Bihać, I met Slobodan Medić, aka Boca, whoused to be the commander of the Special Antiterrorist Units (SAJ), the Scorpions.My unit, the reconnaissance-diversionary platoon, had already operatedwith his Scorpions, in 1994. In Novi Sad, upon my return from Erdut, Icame across Medić, who I used to meet rather often after that, had drinks263