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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. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.
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"Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. 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. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town
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"Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. " . 4 Nickname for Vladimir . . Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.
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beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. "You take care of yourself too, my friend. 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. 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. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . . . ". " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. . "Apparently no surprises this time. Chopin suddenly grew angry. .
. . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly.
Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. The vibration is less. 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. . 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. . " . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. . .
Something banged. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. Chopin nodded silently. " .
" But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. "Don't know, Vovka. . "The grandmother didn't make it. 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. . One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins.
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The old woman, flattened by the devastating blow to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. 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. . And a few in the legs too. 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . "That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you
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Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. . . Cut her stomach all apart. " . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . "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.
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His partner froze, hugging the ground. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .
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