Branislav Negic, a hero from Kosare, died 27 years ago. Today, representatives of SUBNOR and his family paid him tribute in Banja Koviljaca.
Branislav Negic, a member of the 125th Motorized Brigade, died 27 years ago on this day in battles against Albanian terrorists and NATO aggressors at Kosare. On this occasion, representatives of the Loznica City Committee of SUBNOR laid wreaths at his monument at the cemetery in Banja Koviljaca today, in the presence of Negic’s mother, sister, and friends.
Negic was a soldier at the Kosare watchtower.
He was born on February 25, 1978, grew up in Banja Koviljaca, and finished high school in Kraljevo as a forestry technician, working for only one year in Mali Zvornik. His plan was to complete his Forestry Faculty studies in parallel after serving his debt to the state; he did not hide his affection for that calling. He was an athlete—karate, basketball, and later football… On weekends, he would go down to the Drina; he loved to fish.
He will forever remain an eternal boy: Never without a smile on his face, always meticulous, he did not know how to get angry
He went to serve his military term in June 1998 in Valjevo, like many of his friends. From there, together on the night of September 9-10, 1998, they set off by train to Kosovska Mitrovica, leaving with the song “Everything I want in this moment.”
In Junik, he mostly spent time at the Command, but it was not foreign to him to go out into the field; in his spare time, he made letters out of shoelaces… Whenever he spoke with his parents, he said he was well and that he was alongside friends whom he would never leave.
He set off on his final action on April 14, 1999, in the region of the Kosare Watchtower, carrying a radio device (RUP) instead of another soldier, even though he was not a signalman.
That day, shoulder to shoulder with his best friend, he set off with a smile on his face, head held high bravely, with his collar meticulously set as always and even specially polished boots, treading through deep snow with heavy equipment.
That snow contributed to his leg getting stuck in some branches beneath it. By all accounts, he was being stalked by a sniper from the Legion who killed our soldiers mercilessly from April 9 to 27…
His friend pulled him, and they fell into cover together; that is when the first bullet hit him in the calf. While he was bandaging the calf, a hit to the thigh followed. He was aware that it would be difficult to get out with both legs wounded; his friend kept him conscious while the red stain spread further and further across the snow around them. The third hit was fatal.
With a frozen smile and a gaze: “Shure, I’m done…”
He was decorated with the Order of Merit in the field of Defense and Security of the First Degree; a street in his Banja Koviljaca bears his name, and to this day, his remains have not been found.
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