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Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. . . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. 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. "Well, it's time for me to go.

They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. .

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and knew that he was not alone. . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard the conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she

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. " . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . . . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty

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OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her.

"Don't know, Vovka. . . " . . "Don't know, Vovka. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. . 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. "Don't know, Vovka.

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

Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. 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. . Chopin suddenly grew angry. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. .

Cut her stomach all apart. . . just a sort-of gutted flounder. .

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . " . 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

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posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . . There aren't that many real men around, either. . .

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just like you. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. Her husband found out and left her.

" . " . " . Her husband found out and left her. . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" .

"Escorts - onto the Ural. "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. And a few in the legs too. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor.

But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. just a sort-of gutted flounder. He fixed his eyes on

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something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . . She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a

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close relative whom she had known for a thousand years.

At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning

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sign is posted there, and out further is another. " . . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . . 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.

As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.

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side to quickly dump the load. "It's okay. Chopin nodded silently. "Escorts - onto the Ural. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.

One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. .

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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. .

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. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. 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 bricks. . . . ". The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . .

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . .

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. "Apparently no surprises this time. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. " .

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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. . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . " . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . 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. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.

The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield.

But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . .

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" With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. . 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. They sewed her up, all right, but

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what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. ".

"We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.

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