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Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. . " . "Escorts - onto the Ural. "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!" . " . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. " .

He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise.

' And imagine, her husband served right here

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in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Sanya lugged the old woman. . He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.

An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. . . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were.

"Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" . It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. Chopin nodded silently. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door.

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"Escorts - onto the Ural. .

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" . "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit.

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by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side.

Put the old woman on top of the BTR. . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. x x x . . 7 BTR-80 - an armored personnel carrier . . 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. .

Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them

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on the way out. . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. ". No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . . "You look lovely.

. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops

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out from under a mortar barrage. . Chopin nodded silently. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . . It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. just a sort-of gutted flounder.

Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears. The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce barbed wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian

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and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. Chopin nodded silently. "Still, you gotta try to rescue them. just a sort-of gutted flounder. Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things

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out!" . 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. "Hang on, Little One, hang on! Don't be

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and give you some candy. . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands

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and stood there briefly.

Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . The vibration is less. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore.

5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. . The vibration is less. Something for temporary gratification.

Sanya lugged the old woman. . .

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Put the old woman on top of the BTR. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile and

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wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her

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hand. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around.

. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.

Take care of yourself. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. "

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human being. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . . "Well, it's time

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for me to go. .

. " . "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. The obstacle consisted of lengths of telephone cable and sections of critically scarce barbed wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. . But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . .

Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. "It's just that I'll never get used

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to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. . . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit.

. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the

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everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. " . " .

They sewed her up, all right, but what kind of plastic surgery can you do in a cellar by candlelight? So now she can't have children. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. . A young, 25-year

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old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. "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

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"Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. "She said, `Grandma,

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there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done to deserve such a punishment? Dear God, may I die a terrible death,

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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. "Ask them where the

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hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. .

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. " . The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that moment heard someone shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. Put the old woman on top of the BTR. . "Oh, damn, was that

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ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom.

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Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the

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marker flags like a downhill skier.

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He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise.

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