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His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . Doc and the girl - get into it. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. . . .

. "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!" . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. 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: . Doc and the girl - get into it. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . " .

. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.

Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. "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. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "Escorts - onto the Ural.

. . Something banged. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. And a few in the legs too. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled

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" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. . just a sort-of gutted flounder. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered

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guard posts. "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!" . . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this

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Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. Chopin nodded silently. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he

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" . 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. "She must be 100 years old, if a day,

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and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. .

. Chopin nodded silently. . Her husband found out and left her. And a few in the legs too. Take care of yourself. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . 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. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant.

Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. There aren't that many real men around, either. Cut her stomach all apart. " . . . . Gather them together and give them love. 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.

Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes.

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Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . . 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . . 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. . . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" .

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was not alone. 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. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "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

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directory free reduction a real man, not some shit like your ex, he'll adore your scars. " . In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. .

10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. "Well, it's

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old woman. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. . Something for temporary gratification.

. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. 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. Squatting in a group by the BTR, his troops talked in hushed voices and passed around the last cigarette from

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a pack that they had crumpled and thrown away. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions.

Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. . . The obstacle consisted of lengths

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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. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. .

. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. . The other picked up the girl. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "Well, it's time for me to go. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office

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an old woman and a small girl walked through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks.

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

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source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone.

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- 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 combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done",

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Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away.

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . Cut her stomach all apart. 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. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette.

"Don't be a

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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. .

. . " . Her husband found out and left her. 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. . . . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles.

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