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" . The other picked up the girl. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked.

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And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. . " . . 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. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 .

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. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . Something banged. . x x x .

" . Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. And

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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. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs.

" . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. "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!" . Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets

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

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with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 .

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. " . "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . . As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond

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can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. . Cut her stomach all apart.

" .

The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. "You look lovely.

" . She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. just a sort-of gutted flounder. The vibration is less. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. . .

Take care of yourself. 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. . " .

"It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. . And you're

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widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . " . Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death

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in 1996 . . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed

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hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions.

"Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. 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. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew

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for women just like you. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. x x x . .

The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. "Don't be a fool! When

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. . 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

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Doc and the girl - get into it. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the

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nurse in an equally unexpected way. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. Something banged. . "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm

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not really a woman anymore. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield.

The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. " . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. .

But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type .

just a sort-of gutted flounder.

"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. "You look lovely.

Gather them together and give them love. . . Heart failure. Sanya lugged the old woman. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" .

She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy

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without stooping over to pick it. . just a sort-of gutted flounder. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. There aren't that many real men around, either. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant

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explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!"

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. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl.

"You take care of yourself too, my friend. . "Escorts - onto the Ural. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. . Her husband found out and left her. " . " . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. .

No, wait, she moved her

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hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. . . . " . .

Chopin suddenly grew angry.

Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital.

" . "The grandmother

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didn't make it. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. .

. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. " . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . Heart failure.

He hoisted her onto his back,

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carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage.

. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. The other picked up the girl. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. " . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. 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

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Dropping to one knee behind various forms

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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. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years.
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