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. . Cut her stomach all apart. And you're a real human being.

Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . " . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village

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clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side.

. "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!" . "Apparently no surprises this time. . "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

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mines that they had just received the day before. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. .

The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce barbed wire, and it

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bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . " . A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . . . Heart failure. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl.

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"What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back

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home? Right, and now. Her husband found out and left her. . She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face.

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the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . 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. . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. 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 other picked up the girl. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage.

Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. . . . And you're a real human being. . " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load.

"The grandmother didn't make it.

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: . 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . . He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. .

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Chopin suddenly grew angry. His partner froze, hugging the ground.

"The grandmother didn't make it. . " .

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. What do you think,

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can we give her promedol?" . Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Escorts - onto the Ural. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . . .

Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. "Apparently

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As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . . "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" .

. . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. " . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic 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. Chopin suddenly grew angry. .

" . 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. Cut her stomach all apart. And

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even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.

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 guys - yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his

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fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. .

. 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.

"We need to get to the hospital,

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and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. "It's okay. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the forward stock of his automatic rifle as if it were the neck of a guitar, left no doubt about

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the source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. "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 mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . And a few in the legs too. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. . 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

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from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds

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of trash. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. " . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. "Escorts - onto the Ural. Heart failure.

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briefly. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. There aren't that many real men around, either. 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. "Escorts - onto the Ural.

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They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. . And you're a real human being. . 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. 3 A narcotic antishock medication

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that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . 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. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face.
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