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behind his back. They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . Gather them together and give them love. .9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . . And don't be such a bonehead!" . . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods.
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there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl."Well, it's time for me to go. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. 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?" . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian
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military and paramilitary forces . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.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: . . She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs.
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. . As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . 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. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are.
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and the girl. . 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. . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were.8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . .
He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . . . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out.
. . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" . 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. 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. "You look lovely. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.
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' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" .
. "The grandmother didn't make it. Her husband found out and left her. "You look lovely. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . . The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. 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 yet even seen their father - were waiting for him at home, far away.
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