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"The grandmother didn't make it. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. " . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. Gather them together and

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give them love. The vibration is less. . . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. .

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. .

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While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Something banged.

Dropping to one knee behind various forms of

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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 combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. " . Something banged. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. 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. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander

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- and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. 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. .

It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman

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and applied tourniquets to her shins. . "Apparently no surprises this time. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . 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?" . . As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. Heart failure. .

As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . His partner froze, hugging the ground. 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. . "Escorts - onto the Ural.

"Don't know, Vovka. 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. Her husband found out and left her. In his long years as

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with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. .

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

" . . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions.

. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . . Cut her stomach all apart.

What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . . .

"You take care of yourself too, my friend. "Escorts - onto the Ural. .

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4 Nickname for Vladimir . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. . .

. Doc and the girl - get into it.

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. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . His partner froze,

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hugging the ground. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly.

They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . . 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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"It's okay. "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!" . Sanya lugged the old woman. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . .

His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. ". 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. . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . "Escorts - onto the Ural. " . She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. " . 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police .

"It's okay. . "You look lovely. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. Sanya lugged the old woman. Take care of yourself. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily

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cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. " . Chopin nodded silently. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

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

Doc and the girl - get into it. " . " . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for

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the exit. " .

And don't be such a bonehead!" .

Cut her stomach all apart.

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. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went.

The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't

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first sergeant. . 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?" . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches .

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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. He fixed his eyes on something

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distant above the heads

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of his men, but without really seeing it. . . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. . ".

" With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side

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to quickly dump the load. 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. . . . 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. 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. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. " . . He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.

Vovka dashed through

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the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. 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.

Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them

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on the way out. Confused, Chopin turned to the young

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conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to things yet?" . " . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl.

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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?" . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked.

. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of.

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. 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.

He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. 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 hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl and

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the old woman, hiding them.
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