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have cut them to pieces!" . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . " . .. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. .
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A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. "The grandmother didn't make it. "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, may I die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" . x x x . . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them.
"Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . . What do you think, can we give her promedol?"
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. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side.The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled
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by candlelight? So now she can't have children.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. 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked
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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. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . .No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is
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rushing - she must still be alive!" . " .While Doc attended to 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
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may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. " .Gather them together and give them love. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. "That's good - a little girl
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shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. " . . Chopin nodded silently. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . ."We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked.
But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. "Apparently no surprises this time. And don't be such a bonehead!" .
"Well, it's time for me to go.
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"green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. Chopin suddenly grew angry.. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods.
. . 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid
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caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. " . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . .. And don't be such a bonehead!" . . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. She was no longer crying but
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quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs.They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. . "That's
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just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" ."In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping
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his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. "Hey! And just where do you thingconsolidation debt non profit service
you're going? Go back!" ."She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. "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!" . " . . But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside.
"We need to get to the hospital,
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men around, either. Sanya lugged the old woman. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . . . .. . .
The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side.
. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.
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Put the old woman on top of the BTR. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.. "It's okay. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way
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out. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. 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. "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!" . . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield.The other picked up the girl.
" . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. "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
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himself couldn't figure things out!" . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should .No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the
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obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears.The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. 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
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children. . . . It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" .He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. 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 combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle
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her hand. . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. . . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier.No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . 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 source of his personal callsign, which had long since become his second name.