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Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. Heart failure. The vibration is less. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. Something for temporary gratification. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. While Doc attended to her, Sanya arrived carrying the old woman. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: .

Sanya lugged the old woman. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . 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. . . 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally

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. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. The other picked up the girl. "Ask them where

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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. . . Doc and the girl - get into it. "It's okay. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now.

"In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. .

"It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles. The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. She was astonishingly

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" . Chopin nodded silently. " . . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

And a few in the legs too.

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. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. "Well, it's time for me to go. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly.

"Apparently no surprises this time. Gather them together and give them love. " . . . "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. " .

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. . 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 take care of yourself too, my friend.

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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. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. .

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