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" . Something banged. . Take care of yourself. 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 took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. He spoke briefly with those in charge
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Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. . Sanya lugged the old woman. . . " .
Something for temporary gratification. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . " . 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. Doc and the girl - get into it. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Chopin suddenly grew angry.
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. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. Cut her stomach
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Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. "You look lovely. . " . just a sort-of gutted flounder. . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor.
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. . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. " . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl.
But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable 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. "It's just that I'll never get used to the