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It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . 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. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look,

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one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.

. . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . And you're a real human being. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around.

. The OMON troops, having

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taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: .

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"It's okay. "It's okay. .

While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. And don't be such a bonehead!" . Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office an old woman and a small

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girl walked through a wasteland scarred with ditches and littered with smashed bricks. There aren't that many real

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men around, either. "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 your feet! And if he's a real man, not some shit like your ex, he'll adore your scars.

And you're a real human being. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. . 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier .

. " . "Do you really

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think I still look alright?" . " . She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed

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sobs. "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!" . The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce

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barbed wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. . "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!" .

. 2 Nickname for Alexander . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . 2 Nickname for Alexander . . Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield.

He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. . . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the

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suspicious sectors with rods.

" . He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other

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physicians, but they should be human beings too. . " . . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. .

Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. He fixed his

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eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. Take care of yourself. 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.

. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . And you're a real human being. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. Doc and the girl - get into it. . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . And you're a real human being. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. . .

" . x x x . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. 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. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit.

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The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first the "green area" and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. . In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. The old woman, dressed

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in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. . 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. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. And don't

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be such a bonehead!" . " .

. . 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . Put the old woman on top of the BTR.

She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. . " . 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. His partner froze, hugging the ground. . . 3 A narcotic

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antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" .

. Upon returning to the commandant's

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office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . His partner froze, hugging the ground. The OMON troops, having taken cover behind the armor of the BTR and using their field glasses to observe first

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the "green area"

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and then the wounded, were quietly discussing the event: . Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. .

"It's okay.

The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . . And a few in the legs too. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got

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rid of him, saying: `I can find

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other physicians, but they should be human beings too. " . "Well, it's time for me to go. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit.

"Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily

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the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.

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Heart failure. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. "Escorts - onto the Ural.

But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. . "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" .

Men from the commandant's

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office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman.

. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding

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guard posts. . .

But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. Meanwhile,

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the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. just a sort-of gutted flounder. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . 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. . "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore.

"Well, it's time for me to go. "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!" . . " . " . . "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. Dudayev's

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security forces killed her mother too.

. . .

But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.

While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely

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the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.
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