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. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. Cut her stomach all apart. He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. An OZM fragmentation

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mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. She was astonishingly attractive

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but had a tired, sullen face. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . Her husband found out and left her.

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. . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. . "It's okay. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. " .

" . Chopin clutched her to his breast

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and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR

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and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were

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quietly discussing the event: . 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.

. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. Heart failure. . . Cut her stomach all apart. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears.

. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. Heart failure. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. " .

. He fixed his eyes

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on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.

But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. . " . . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. "Well, it's time for me to go. . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . "The grandmother didn't make it.

x x x . . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. One

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of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins.

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. Doc and the girl - get into it. . And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander

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who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. "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.

"The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . "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 grandmother didn't make it.

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A young,

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25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel

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fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . Cut her stomach all apart.

"In January, she herself was wounded while

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pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. . 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. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. The

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guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. "The grandmother didn't make it. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" .

. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. " . Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through

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the side hatch. " .

Chopin suddenly grew angry. There aren't that many real men around, either. 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: . "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our

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guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . "Apparently no surprises this time. . Chopin nodded silently. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. "You look lovely.

The old woman,

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dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled

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with rubble. . 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

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

The other picked up the girl. Gather them together and give them love. Aibolit went into

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the corridor, smiled knowingly, and squinted approvingly at the two, as if to say, "What a great

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guy the commander is - he certainly knows our personnel. 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. Once inside, he covered the seat with field

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jackets, placed the little girl on them, and dropped to his knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her

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small, thin hand.

1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. " . 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . " . . x x x . " .

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The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field

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hospital.

. The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce barbed

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wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. " . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. "In January,

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debt consolidation pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. " . " . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. " .

"She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

. . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office

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an old woman and a small girl walked

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through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks. The vibration is less. Upon returning to the commandant's

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office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. " . .

. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . " . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. 2 Nickname for Alexander . x x x .

3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "It's okay.

Chopin rubbed his temples with his

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hands and stood there briefly. . 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. "We need to get to the hospital,

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and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house

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next-door, bandaged her. . . Sanya lugged the old woman. . Her husband found out and left her.

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. Vovka dashed through the

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corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier.

. " But

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meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. just a sort-of gutted flounder. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. 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. He spoke briefly with those in charge

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of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around.

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"Well, it's time for me to go.

. Something for temporary gratification. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . Take care of yourself. The Doc rushed

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out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . "You look lovely. There aren't that many real men around, either. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went.

. . The

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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.

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