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have noticeable scars. . . She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. . . 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. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.

. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward

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and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. "Well, it's time for me to go. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months.

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service "Well, it's time for me to go. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. . .

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9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . The driver, who had been squatting by one of the wheels, darted headlong into the cab of the idling Ural while two OMON troopers, having thrown open the vehicle's rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman.

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warning signs in Russian and Chechen that fluttered in the wind. . Take care of yourself. .

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her granddaughter, leaving a bloody trail in her wake.

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

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obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. Her husband found out and left her.

They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . Just mark them with flags so we don't trip them on the way out. " . . Upon returning to the commandant's

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office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. "That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier.

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bandaging the girl. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. .

He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. His partner froze, hugging the ground. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . Daddy-Well-Done and his

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

"Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Apparently no surprises this time. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. . . The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious

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. And a few in the legs too.

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the Russian police . . The other picked up the girl.

. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. ".

And don't be such a bonehead!" . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be.

The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. The other picked up the girl.

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

6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . Take care of yourself. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. And you're a real human being.

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which had long since become his second name. There aren't that many real men around, either. Heart failure. "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. There aren't that many real men around, either. "The grandmother didn't make it. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed

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the little girl on them, and dropped to his knees, intently observing his young patient and keeping his fingers on the pulse of her small, thin hand. just a sort-of gutted flounder.

He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. . It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. "The women say her father was killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. Chopin suddenly grew angry. Dudayev's security

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forces killed her mother too. . The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside.

2 Nickname for Alexander . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. . . Doc and the girl - get into it. The other picked up the girl. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. The other picked up the girl.

. " . . "They're alive and still breathing!

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cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police .

. 5 Character in a well-known Russian children's film .

. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. Heart failure. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . At a distance of about a hundred meters from the wounded, some of the troops dispersed to either side. Something for temporary gratification. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . .

. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. And don't be such a bonehead!" . But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. It doesn't

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really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be.

4 Nickname for Vladimir . She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . The OMON troops, having taken cover behind

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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: . " . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette.

But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. . . 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . 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. 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. He knew that in their hurry, he and Sanya could easily have "overlooked" more than one hideous surprise. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. " . "Ask them where the

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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?" .

x x x . "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around.

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. . . 4 Nickname for Vladimir . They'll be more precious to you than even your own could be. His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette.
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