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They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. . He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in
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OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. . 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. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and
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signal flares - even in the daytime!" . . 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. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . " . ."You take care of yourself too, my friend. 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. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. . It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . . "Don't know, Vovka. . "Escorts - onto the Ural.
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