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. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . 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. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian

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forces . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. 2 Nickname for Alexander .

But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After

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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!" . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident.

The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. .

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. There aren't that many real men around, either. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. .

She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "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 old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble.

. . " . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. "It's okay. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident.

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" . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . .

The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. It won't

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hurt - just hang on, Little One!" .

" . 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . " .

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. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. OMON troops, together with Chechen

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It doesn't really matter while she is small,

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but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. Cut her stomach all apart. The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically

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fluttered in the wind. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. . 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. Next to those vehicles

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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 latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. Then he said, "Let's

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his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In

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just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. Doc and the girl - get into it. . .

" . 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. . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them.

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. . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly.

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A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. Take care of yourself. " . He hurtled

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panting and whispering in her ear: .

But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. " . "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. "It's okay. Something banged. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . . . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them.

It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. 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. Meanwhile,

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the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. Cut her stomach all apart. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm

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your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. "It's okay. .

She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy

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without stooping over to pick it. "It's okay. 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. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. 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 other picked up the girl. Take care of yourself. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years.

He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently

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listening to her wail as he went. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . "The mine may have stuck rather

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than bouncing up the way it should . . " . . "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out.

His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. Heart failure. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and

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turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. Dropping to one knee behind various

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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. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to

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pick it. They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl

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and the old woman, hiding them. .

"She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. Something for temporary gratification. Just mark them with flags

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so we don't trip them on the way out. "It's just that I'll never

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get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. The driver, who

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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.

. 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

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vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she

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had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.

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"She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of

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a company first sergeant. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently

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peering into the grass and probing

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suspicious sectors with

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rods. . . Something for temporary gratification. Take care of yourself. 2 Nickname for Alexander .

. . . "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!" .

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