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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

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wind. . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in the mirror? Someday you'll meet

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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 women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. " . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

" . An OZM fragmentation mine

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that had long awaited

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its appointed hour hurled thousands of

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steel fragments in all directions. 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. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast,

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panting and whispering in her ear: .

While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Once inside, he covered

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the seat with field jackets, placed the little 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. . 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. 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. .

. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . . But Vovka, nicknamed "Daddy-Well-Done", was running his own race, knowing that his five-year-old sweetheart Natashka and one-week-old twins - who had not

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yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. Gather them together and give them love. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. 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. " . .

. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. " . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. 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?" . . . . 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.

Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little 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. Something for temporary gratification. No,

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wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still

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be alive!" . "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore.

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. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.

. And don't be such a bonehead!" . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . OMON

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troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her.

. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . But after an instant of hesitation,

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Chopin issued a staccato order: . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield.

" . But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging

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the girl.

It's not

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too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. . . Something banged. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. .

" . . Chopin nodded silently. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: .

"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. . . He hurtled across

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the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed the little 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. "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. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander,

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as he finished bandaging the girl.

"What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. Chopin nodded silently. . "In

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January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. Something for temporary gratification. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police .

The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . . Put the old woman on top of the BTR. ". Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.

"Shit, those combat engineers are walking one very fine line! After all, who hasn't planted mines out there - the Chechens, our guys

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- yet there are no sketches or maps! The Devil himself couldn't figure things out!" . Sanya lugged the old woman. Heart failure. " . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . . Something banged. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches .

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. " . . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" .

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. . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. "You look lovely. Something for temporary gratification. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs.

" . . "The mine

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may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should .

"Ask them where the little girl's parents are. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. His partner froze, hugging the ground. He then loosened the soil around an unknown object and, inserting his

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fingers beneath it, smoothly extracted a brown, ebonite-like cylinder from the ground. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. And that their commander's lips were trembling

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- a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . .

" With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. "It's okay. Doc and the girl - get into it. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing

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by the window at the end of the corridor. . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 .

. While talking, the combat engineers performed

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a cursory examination of the wounded. And you're a real human being. . He had taken off his "sphere," which was

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black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.

. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. . "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. . 9 Dzhokhar

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Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . . .

. . . . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . . . Heart failure. . . "Apparently no surprises this time. . He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were.

"The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. Something for temporary gratification. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. . Heart failure. The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled

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toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it.

"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman.

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