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And you're a real human being. "The grandmother didn't make it. " . While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. " . "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile and wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her hand. 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. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!"

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' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . " . . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage.

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One!" . Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes.

. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. .

Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. . Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected

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years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. . . They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire street teamed up to save the girl and

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He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. It doesn't really matter

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while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. . .

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She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. "Apparently no surprises this time. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . 10 A

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round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom.

just a sort-of gutted flounder.

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Chopin nodded silently. . Doc and the girl - get into it. 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 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: . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: .

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the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. 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

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. . . A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. And a few in the legs too.

Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted

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sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor.

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"Still, you gotta try to rescue them. x x x . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. Chopin nodded silently. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . "Don't know, Vovka.

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One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard

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Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to things yet?" . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. Doc and the girl - get into it. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . The driver, who had been squatting by one of

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A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. 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. Heart

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failure. 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.

. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. "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. Chopin nodded silently. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles.

"Ask them where the little girl's parents are. . Chopin suddenly grew angry. . "It's okay. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . . . What do you think, can we give her promedol?" .

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"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!" . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. 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. 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.

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up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. "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!" . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. "Well, it's time for me to go. . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. Chopin nodded silently.

He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Chopin nodded silently.

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Chopin nodded silently. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.

And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. . "Apparently no surprises this time.

" . And a few in the legs too. And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve.

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