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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. . And you're a real human being. . . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with

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rubble. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. 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. The other picked up the girl. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble.

"Ask them where the little girl's parents are. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. "Apparently no surprises this time.

" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. .

7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. Her husband found out and left her. Upon returning to

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the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. "Do you really think I still look alright?" .

. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. The vibration is less. . 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: . "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.

One of the men made his way silently, while the other,

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without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . And you're a real human being. . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. Heart failure. "The grandmother didn't make it. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "You take care of yourself too,

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my friend. "You look lovely.

And you're a real human

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being. Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard the conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she

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she gotten used to things yet?" . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . 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.

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. While Doc attended to her, Sanya

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arrived carrying the old woman. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. . . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. 4 Nickname for Vladimir .

A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him.

Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. "You look lovely. The girl lay on her back, gasping

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and gurgling pink bubbles. As if to answer him, mortars began to thump

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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. 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. Put the old woman on top of the BTR.

Sanya lugged the old woman. Her husband found out and left her. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . . . 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. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. Daddy-Well-Done and his mates

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were digging in the field beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. .

The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done

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is rushing - she must still be alive!" . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.

. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . . 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 not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. 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.

. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . 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. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.

. . "Escorts - onto the Ural. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally

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means "ruptured condom. "Fuck the old hag! But

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it looks like the youngster has had it. .

. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya

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could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier .

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The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her

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granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. And you're a real human being. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. " . . . 4 Nickname for Vladimir . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. 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. They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed

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up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them.

She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to

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pick it. " . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . Cut her stomach all apart. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. " . .

And don't be such a bonehead!" . . . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. "The grandmother didn't make it. .

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. . 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . 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.

The other picked up the girl. 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 gotten used to things yet?" . But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . " . . . ". 4 Nickname for Vladimir .

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 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!" . 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. " .

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"Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In

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just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give

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you some candy. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . 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.

The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the

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forward stock of his automatic rifle as

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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. just a sort-of gutted flounder. ". But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover

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and shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further. Doc and the girl - get into it. " . . . 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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