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Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "The grandmother didn't make it. . Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. And

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a few in the legs too. . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. Heart failure.

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And you're a real human being. 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

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office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" .

. . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are.

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. . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. 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

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bricks. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police .

She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face.

. . 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

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guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

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"Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . Something for temporary gratification. . x x x .

. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. Sanya lugged the old woman. The

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latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. " . Something banged. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. .

Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.

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. "Well, it's time for me to go. No, wait, she moved her hand!

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See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . "Well, it's time for me to go. " . "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. "Apparently no surprises this time. The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream

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and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake.

. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle

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of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . "Well, it's time for me to go.

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

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deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail. And a few in the legs too. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. . Doc and the girl - get into it. . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

. "Apparently no surprises this time. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor.

"In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. "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. The

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old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage.

"Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had

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it. . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his

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debt texas eyes. . " . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant.

"What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. 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. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. " . . A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. x x x . . "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.

. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little girl on them, and dropped

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The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. " . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. 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. "You look lovely. 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.

Something banged. . And a few in the legs too. Chopin nodded silently. . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.

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Chopin clutched her to his

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breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. 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. . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic

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

. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . Her husband found out and left her. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. 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

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in the wind. His partner froze, hugging the ground. "Well, it's time for me to go.

3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. " . Cut her stomach all apart. The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . " . 4 Nickname for Vladimir .

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"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . Sanya lugged the old woman. . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!"

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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. . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . . "Apparently no surprises this time. Heart failure. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently

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peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. " .

. Chopin nodded silently.

. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.

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Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. The other picked

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up the girl. . . . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. He hurtled across the killing field,

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holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: .

And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. . "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield!

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Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" .
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