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Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry,

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but I didn't know. . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. And don't be such a bonehead!" . . But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. . . Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile

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and wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her hand. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy.

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. . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto

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"the j-jerk!" . Chopin rubbed his temples with his hands and stood there briefly. . One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. 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.

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He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on

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His fingers

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trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. And don't be such a bonehead!" .

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. .

. . 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.

Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular

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cuts, and carefully laid it to the side. What do you think, can we give her

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promedol?" . "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a

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company first sergeant. "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 old woman, flattened by the devastating blow

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to her legs, emitted a piercing scream and crawled toward her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl.

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: . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the girl. . "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. . "Apparently no surprises this time. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons, they kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . 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. It doesn't really matter while she

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

3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . .

His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. 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. 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

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the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. And a few in the legs too. Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard the conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to things yet?"

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. Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now.

"They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . Her husband found out and left her. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. " . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . 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.

"Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital.

Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. . "Do you really think I still look alright?" .

"She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . . And you're a real human being.

"She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. . Cut her stomach all apart. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side.

. "Do you really think I still look alright?" . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. 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. Meanwhile, the talkative

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his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor.

"The grandmother didn't make it. " With that, she

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firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. Gather them together and give them love. "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in the mirror? Someday you'll meet someone - maybe

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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.

Then he

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said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. . Gather them together and give them love. " . "Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" .

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And a few in the legs too. "The grandmother didn't make it. 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

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barbed wire, and it bore fresh warning signs in Russian and Chechen that

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even in the daytime!" .

. Dropping to one knee behind various forms of cover and shouldering their automatic weapons, they

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kept a tense lookout over the nearby "green area" and covered the two men who went further.

Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. "It's okay.

"At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" .

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" . 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . . " . . " .

Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin

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ordered his driver to take him to

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began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. Cut her stomach all apart. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. He knew that

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in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. . 2 Nickname for Alexander . Chopin suddenly grew angry.

' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . Confused, Chopin turned to the young medic smoking beside him, who had heard the conversation: "What's wrong with her? Is she new? Hasn't she gotten used to

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things yet?" . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. . . Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. . "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind

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old fool.

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. " . "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. . . "Don't know, Vovka. The latter started

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off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble. . The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods.

"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.

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