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she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. . "You take care of yourself too, my friend. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. Take care of yourself. Chopin nodded silently. . .

In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. . Sanya lugged the old woman. " .

. But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old

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twins - who had not

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yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away. . . 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. . . .

While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman.

But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he

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was not alone. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid

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of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too.

. As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating,

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heart-rending wail. . 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.

Chopin rubbed his

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temples with his hands and stood there briefly. " . .

Chopin nodded silently. He hurtled across

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the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. 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. " . But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . Men from the commandant's

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office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. " . And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic.

But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . " . But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings

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too. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile and wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her hand.

Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. One

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of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . . She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage.

"The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. . . . "The grandmother didn't make it. . . "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . 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. "That's just what

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needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . .

"Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. " . . The obstacle consisted of

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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. . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the

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neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name.

Just rush her to the doctor,

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he'll sort things out!" . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely

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taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . .

The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it

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were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. .

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"It's okay. . "You look lovely. " .

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the old woman. "Apparently no surprises this time. . . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small girl walked through

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a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks.

And you're a real human being. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.

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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 vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman.

". "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . " . "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. Gather them together and give them love.

. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. Take care of yourself. " . "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!" .

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.

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 vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman.

"It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. . 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. " . . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.

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. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. Gather them together and give them love.

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. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. Something banged. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed

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hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. . 2 Nickname for Alexander . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow

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filled with rubble. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. .

"Well, it's time for me to go. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face

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away, straining to hide her tears. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods.

Something for temporary gratification. .

" . .

"In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end

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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

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his death in 1996 . Doc and the girl - get into it. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" .

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

"Ask them where the little girl's parents are. . And a few in the legs too. The old woman, flattened by

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. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like

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