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. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. . 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. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. Chopin nodded silently. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. " . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. .

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. ". And you're a real human being.

"That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. "It's okay. The vibration is less. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type .

The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . . 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. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. .

The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.

1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. " . . The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. . Take care of yourself. . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . " .

But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . "Apparently no surprises this time. 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. .

Her husband found out and left her. "Don't know, Vovka.

"Still, you gotta try to rescue them. "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!" .

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. ". "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. .

And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. "Why the hell

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did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . 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. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman

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and applied tourniquets to her shins. 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.

. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her.

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

"You look lovely. .

The combat engineers had already stretched a wire

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the edge of the minefield. just a sort-of gutted flounder.

She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. . "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. . 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 women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition.

It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . Heart failure. As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating,

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heart-rending wail. 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. . 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. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. .

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. .

. . The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles.

Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small girl walked

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through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. just a sort-of gutted flounder.

And you're a real human being. . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. "Don't know, Vovka. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. " .

" .

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

And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin

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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. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. "Well, it's time for me to go. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. 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: . . They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. Something banged. . . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. "The grandmother didn't make it.

. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. 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. 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 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.

"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 other picked up the girl. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small

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girl walked through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks. . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Then he said, "Let's go!"

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and slammed the door. . . just a sort-of gutted flounder. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore.

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

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her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake.

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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: .
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