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the girl. . . . A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident.He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . A Ural truck
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He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . ' And imagine, her husband served right here in this hospital," the outgoing informant explained, adding with gusto "the j-jerk!" . . "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" .
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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. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. " . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. "Escorts - onto the Ural. . Heart failure. 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. x x x .
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"Do you really think I still look alright?" . 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?" .
As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. .
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. " . In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. "Well, it's time for me to go. . Meanwhile, the talkative trooper pulled out an imposing knife, removed some turf with precise, circular cuts, and carefully laid it to the side.
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