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Cut her stomach all apart. "Well, it's time for me to go. 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. 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. " . . . "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!" . Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed

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Gather them together and give them love. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy.

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her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . Her husband found out and left her. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . . And a few in the legs too. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: .

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As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . " . Squatting in a group by the BTR, his troops talked in hushed voices and passed around the last cigarette

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performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "It's okay. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. .

" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. 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. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.

Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch.

The other picked up the girl.

The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in the mirror? Someday you'll

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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. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. . " . . just a sort-of gutted flounder. . .

"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!" . Cut her stomach all apart.

. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. The old woman, flattened by the

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wake. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. "Escorts - onto the Ural. . 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. . Sanya lugged the old woman.

1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . Doc and the girl - get into it. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. 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. 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.

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extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little girl on them, and

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. x x x . . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. 2 Nickname for Alexander . . "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . .

And don't be such a bonehead!" . . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. The other

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. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . "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. . 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.

Put the old woman on top of the BTR. . . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in

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all directions. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. His partner froze, hugging the ground. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it.

At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. . . . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. .

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What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. " . "The grandmother didn't make it. . . The commander's long, sensitive fingers, which he held on the

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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. . " . His partner froze, hugging the ground.

Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. . . " .

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7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier .

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