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' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" .
It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. Dropping to one knee behind various 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. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. "You take care of yourself too, my friend.
Heart failure. 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. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly.
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