Yurii Tiutiunnyk - Military Service in World War I

Military Service in World War I

Tiutiunnyk was drafted into the Imperial Russian Army in 1913 and initially served in the 6th Siberian battalion in Vladivostok. With the outbreak of World War I, in 1914 he became a non-commissioned officer and was injured during the Battle of Lodz, in Poland in October of that year. For his recovery Tiutiunnyk was transferred to a reserve regiment in Kremenchuk. Upon recovery he came back to the 6th battalion which at that time was fighting near the Lake Narach (today - in Belarus).

Later Tiutiunnyk was offered command of the 6th Siberian battalion by the regimental command, but because he was interested in military strategy, the army suggested he undertake formal military studies. Tiutiunnyk successfully took entrance tests to the 1st Kiev gymnasium, but soon he was sent to the Caucasus where he finished a military school in Gori (today in Georgia). After completing his studies, he was again offered command of the 6th battalion, which was still actively fighting during the war. Tiutiunnyk was wounded a second time, and after recuperating, he was sent to Simferopol, where he joined the 32nd Auxiliary battalion.

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