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on her chest.". . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. . Something for temporary gratification.
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" . 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. . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. 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. 8 OMON
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- elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . 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.Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. 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. Something for temporary gratification. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. . " .
It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . "Don't know, Vovka. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . "The grandmother didn't make it.
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Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . . x x x . "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy. . 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. .
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town of kids just like her. " . " . "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.Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. just a sort-of gutted flounder. . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into the cab of the idling Ural while two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. .
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. Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly.
"You look lovely. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around.
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almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. . 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. Something banged. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.And don't be such a bonehead!" . Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. .
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opposition. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be afraid! I'm your uncle - and a good one! In just a minute our Doctor Aibolit will check you over and give you some candy.A strange dark object
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bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. "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." . . . "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!" .