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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. . Heart failure. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier.

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. . Something banged. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. " . . 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. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are.

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