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. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors withconsolidation debt in program
rods. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. "Don't know, Vovka. 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.. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways,
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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. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. 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!" . . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. " . . .. " . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. 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
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wail. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectorsconsolidation debt in program
with rods. "Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys - yet thereconsolidation debt in program
are no sketches or maps! The Devil himselfconsolidation debt in program
couldn't figure things out!" . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. "Escorts -consolidation debt in program
onto the Ural. . But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained,
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adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . . Doc and the girl - get into it. Doc and the girl - get into it. 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.But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. 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. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. There aren't that many real men around, either.
The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into
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the cab of the idling Ural while two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman.Chopin suddenly grew angry. . . Heart failure. The guys who survive this war will be searching for
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women just like you. "Well, it's time for me to go."In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands
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and stood there briefly. . There aren't that many real men around, either. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of theconsolidation debt in program
girl. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. . In his long years as a physician, Docconsolidation debt in program
had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months."Escorts - onto the Ural. 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?" . 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. ". The guys who
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survive this war will be searching for women just like you. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. 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. . ." With that, she firmly
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and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. " . . 4 Nickname for Vladimirconsolidation debt in program
. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . . . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. And you're a real human being. .. He hurtled across
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the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering inconsolidation debt in program
her ear: . . ." She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. .
. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and
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the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. 10 A round titanium helmetconsolidation consolidation debt in program
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worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up,"consolidation debt in program
said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. ."Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . . The vibration is less. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a
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town of kids just like her. x x x .. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged
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her. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quicklyconsolidation debt in program
pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. " .Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets,
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placed the little girl on them, and dropped to hisconsolidation debt in program
knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. 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. "You look lovely. And don't be such a bonehead!" ."Apparently no surprises this time. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . " .
"She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. . "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. .
Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . " . Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little
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girl on them, and dropped to his knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film .But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins -
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him at home, far away. The other picked up theconsolidation debt in program
girl. Men from the commandant'sconsolidation debt in program
office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . . Something banged. Chopin nodded silently.
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. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side."You look lovely. . . . . " .
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. " . . 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. 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. .
Something banged. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. While Doc attended to
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her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. "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!" . . . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" ." . . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. But after an instant of hesitation,
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Chopin issued a staccato order: . ."The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. .
7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . She was astonishingly
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attractive but had a tired, sullen face."At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to
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his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . 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. x x x . "Well, it's time for me to go.. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.