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"Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. " . 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. . He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like

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cylinder from the ground. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone.

Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. . "Don't know, Vovka. . Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. His partner froze, hugging the ground. . . .

" . But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic

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had long since become his second name. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him.

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The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble.

And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. " . "Apparently no surprises this time. His partner froze, hugging the ground. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail.

One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. . . Chopin nodded silently. . . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya

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could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant.

One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . " . He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. .

A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . Chopin suddenly grew angry.

Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally

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He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small girl walked through

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a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks.

The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that moment heard someone shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. Chopin nodded silently. The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into the cab of the idling Ural while two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Chopin nodded silently. " .

. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. . He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.

Her husband found out and left her. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. There aren't that many real men around, either. . x x x . The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into the cab of the idling Ural while two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to

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receive the old woman. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are.

"Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in the mirror? Someday you'll meet someone - maybe even more than one "someone" - who will just kiss your feet! And if he's a real man, not some shit like your ex, he'll adore your scars. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev,

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the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . Sanya lugged the old woman.

" . "Don't know, Vovka. . . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. . But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka

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Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to

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make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that moment heard someone shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. . . 1 OZM

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- an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . " .

They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . Cut her stomach all apart. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard

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much as a second, muttered to himself: . . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute

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our Doctor Aibolit

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will check you over and give you some candy. Cut her stomach all apart. . " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small girl walked through a wasteland scarred with ditches

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and littered with smashed bricks.

4 Nickname for Vladimir . just a sort-of gutted

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Something for temporary gratification. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully

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watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. .

. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander

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- and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back.

. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

The other picked up the girl. "The grandmother didn't make it. "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . The other picked up the girl. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that

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Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches .

It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. "We need to get to the hospital,

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and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked.

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. . . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. " . Just rush her to the doctor,

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he'll sort things out!" .

Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before.

. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. " . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up

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the way it should .

Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the

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OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back.
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