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raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. The other picked up the girl. Something banged. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "She said, `Grandma, there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done to deserve such a punishment? Dear God, may I die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" .

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. "It's okay. 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. "Apparently no surprises this time. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. A young, 25-year old nurse came

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card consolidation credit debt debthelpnet.com services out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . 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. . And don't be such a bonehead!" . .

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

. . "The grandmother didn't make it. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . . . . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. .

Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. "Do you really think I still look alright?"

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. 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. The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward

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her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. 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. . .

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. There aren't that many real men around, either. " . . " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. . . 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.

There aren't that many real men around, either. . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. "Don't know, Vovka. The driver, who had been squatting by one

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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. . . . .

8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . . " . Something banged. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side.

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. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . 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.

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the two men who went further. 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. . Take care of yourself. And you're a real human being. 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. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. "She said, `Grandma, there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done to deserve such a punishment? Dear God, may I die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" .

Something for temporary gratification. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" .

. 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.

Gather them together and give them love.

Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. . Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the obstacle,

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emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months.

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield.

" . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. Doc and the girl - get into it.

Doc and the girl - get into it. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . What do you think, can we give her promedol?"

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around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard the conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to things yet?" . Take care of yourself. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. . And you're a real human being.

. . . . . 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

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of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. " . "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. . . .

. . "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. Squatting in a group by the BTR, his troops talked in hushed voices and passed around the last cigarette from a pack that they had crumpled and thrown away. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully

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

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for a thousand years. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. . .

. Heart failure. .

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. " .

. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. And don't be such a bonehead!" . 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: . And a few in the legs too. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

" . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . Something banged. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. 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. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. . "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them.

" . A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow,

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careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . . And a few in the legs too.

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using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . "Apparently no surprises this time. .

. . One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears.

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loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. .
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