A related thread here: Russia's secret wars
An Egyptian tragedy
And then there occurred a whole bunch of catastrophies, as if to spite headquarters. The Jews stole a brand-new radio-location station, using a helicopter. The flew in across the canal, smashed the weak guard detail, hooked the wagon up to the helicopter and just flew off with it. We set up a new air-defense station, but the enemy would just not give up. They flew in before we got them in operation, and blew them to bits. Many of our air-defense officers were killed.
Another big event: three torpedo boats left Port Said to lay some AMD-500 sea-bottom mines. The first boat flopped around and then broke off. The second dropped its mine and then blew up; nothing was left. The third boat turned and took off to who knows where - we searched for it for a long time. The (Egyptian) command had been following them, to review their heroism, but was located on the second torpedo boat which blew up. The Arabs had been laying these mines on their own, without our instructors.
And so, our Soviet command steps in. It's an emergency situation. The entire Directorate of Mines and Torpedoes arrives from Moscow, and the hotel 'Hyde Park' is full of these specialists, though many never made it out of the bar. After this, the Arabs didn't trust our weapons anymore. Bagir (the officer he was seconded to) would follow me around, whinnying like a horse: "I've got six torpedoes at ready and six in reserve. Twelve altogether," and the he'd look at me, to see what I'd say, waiting.
And so, the Egyptians decided to conduct a test. They decided that they would secretly select a boat, point to a torpedo and order it fired. I saw how Bagir was so afraid that he'd be the one. What if it blows up again? But they chose another boat, it launched the torpedo and all went alright. The Egyptian commander came by, bringing with him a piece of the exploded torpedo: "Wow, Mister Volodya!" Why this "Wow!"? He was carrying around this hunk of metal, and shaking all over. Children.