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"She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. The vibration is less.
But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. " . " . The other picked up the girl. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . Cut her stomach all apart. 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. Chopin nodded silently.
"You take care of yourself too, my friend. 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. And don't be such a bonehead!" . . He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. . 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.
He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins.
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