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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. . . . Heart failure. . . "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!" . "Escorts - onto the Ural. " .
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. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. Just mark them with flags so we
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"What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to things yet?" . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl." . 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. . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone.
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. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.
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his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees.But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her.
. "Don't know, Vovka. . "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman.
He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. "Apparently no surprises this time. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . "It's okay. . Doc and the girl - get into it.
"You look lovely. And you're a real human being.
She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. 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.
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?" . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. As