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But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . . And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. . And don't be such a bonehead!" .

9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . Something banged. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. 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. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.

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make it. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. . "The grandmother didn't make it. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. "Don't

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a real man, not some shit like your ex, he'll adore your scars. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. And a few in the legs too.

It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly.

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where the little girl's parents are. 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

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the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile and wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her hand. . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must

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Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. The other picked up the girl.

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"At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . " . 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. . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" .

. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . 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. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation

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mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.

Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign,

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He hurtled across the killing

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field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . At a distance

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of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. 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.

As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . Squatting in a group by the BTR, his troops

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talked in hushed voices and passed around the last cigarette from a pack that they had crumpled and thrown away. The vibration is less. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. "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. An OZM

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fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery

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can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce barbed wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind.

Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. "Well, it's time for me to go. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. 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.

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" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. .

Meanwhile, the talkative

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trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side.

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

Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield.

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

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. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. .

The other picked up the girl. . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. .

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the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. " .

At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. And don't be such a bonehead!" . " . Just mark them with flags so we

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trip them on the way out. . x x x . But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. .

But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too.

"She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. Cut her stomach all apart. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. Her husband found out and left her.

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"She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. "The grandmother didn't make it. . "She said, `Grandma, there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done to deserve such a punishment?

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Dear God, may I die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" . " . But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. . " .

. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. 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. .

"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. The old woman, flattened by the devastating

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blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" .

Put the old woman on top of the BTR. "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!" .

"Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . .

" . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka

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" . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . .

"They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . . Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons,

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they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: .
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