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" . "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . Something banged.

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Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble.

. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "Escorts - onto the Ural. .

. . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. . He fixed his eyes

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on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now.

. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come

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to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way.

". . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's

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colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom.

They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. 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. .

But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . . "Well, it's time for me to go. x x x . He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.

"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!" . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. The other picked up the girl. "You take care of yourself too,

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my friend. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.

The other picked up the girl. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother

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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. . "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. . "You take care of yourself too, my friend. . Her husband found out and left her.

"The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . " . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. 2 Nickname for Alexander . "You take care of yourself too, my friend. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the

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youngster has had it.

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

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the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. 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.

. " . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . . . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. . The other picked up the girl.

He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially

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on her chest. A strange

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

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smoke. Chopin suddenly grew angry. . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.

As for children, there is

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your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. A Ural truck and the escorts'

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BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. . He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to

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her wail as he went. . . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. 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.

. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. "She only has her grandmother," replied

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a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. "Don't know, Vovka. . . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there -

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the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . "It's okay.

"Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . Her

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husband found out and left her. 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. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and

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shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further. 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. 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. " . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either

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side. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.

The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering

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into the grass and probing suspicious sectors

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with rods. .

. . 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. It doesn't really matter

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while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding

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his head knowingly. Chopin got up and

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nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing

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by the window at the end of the corridor. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. 2 Nickname for Alexander

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Chopin

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rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. And a few in the legs too. . 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. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. 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. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore.

She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. . The vibration is less. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: .

"Apparently no surprises this time. .

. . . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great

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deal of blood - particularly in the last few months.

His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . . .

"Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. 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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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.

"The mine may have stuck rather than

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bouncing up the way it should . . . "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

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die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. x x x . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. And a few in the legs too. " . And don't be such a bonehead!" . His partner froze, hugging the ground.

While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. . . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital.

4 Nickname for Vladimir . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

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