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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." .
The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green
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area" and covered the two men who went further. " . . Chopin nodded silently. x x x . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl.x x x . .
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forces within the Russian police . 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. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careenedconsolidation debt maryland
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" . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise.
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office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back."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
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your feet! And if he's a real man, not some shit like your ex, he'll adore your scars. Aibolit went into the corridor, smiled knowingly, and squinted approvingly at the two, as if to say, "What a great guy the commander is - he certainly knows our personnel. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. The old woman,consolidation debt maryland
dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. 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. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. 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. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. 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. 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."Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar
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. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery
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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!" ."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,
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across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around.Heart failure. They hauled her off in broad
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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. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl.Something banged. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. "Well, it's time for me to go.
. . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing
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knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. His partner froze, hugging the ground.But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. 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.