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But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks

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a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . Heart failure. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. " . . Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. .

One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. .

. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too.

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9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of

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the "bouncing Betty" type .

. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. There aren't that

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consolidation credit debt homenetworksite.com mortgage many real men around, either. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" .

But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve.

. " . . As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be.

It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . " . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . And a few in the legs too. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: .

. "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!" . x x x . "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. 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. . . "The grandmother

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didn't make it. And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. Something for temporary gratification. .

" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit.

While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. . " . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.

Doc and the girl - get into it. "The grandmother didn't make it. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too.

. . . " .

And a few in the legs too. . . 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid

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few months. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small girl walked through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks. " .

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And don't be such a bonehead!" . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. "The grandmother didn't make it. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. " .

It took the men about ten minutes

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to reach the old woman and the girl. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. . . Chopin was sitting

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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. .

No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done

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is rushing - she must still be alive!" . 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film .

. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. " .

A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black,

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fiery smoke. " .

It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander,

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as he finished bandaging the girl.

"Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. . Aibolit went into the corridor, smiled knowingly, and squinted approvingly at the two, as if to say, "What a great guy the commander is - he certainly knows our personnel. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. Her husband found out and left her.

" . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see

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a damned thing, the blind old fool.

And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. There aren't that many real men around, either. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how

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Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. .

. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.

A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and

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exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. just a sort-of gutted flounder.

. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained,

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adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now.

"At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. . The vibration is less.

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little girl on them, and dropped to his knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand.

He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. .

" With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. . . Her husband found out and left her. " .

And don't be such a bonehead!" . 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.

They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. . " .

. " .

The vibration is less. " . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her.

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