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"She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool. 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. . 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.
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And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting
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the doctor. . Her husband found out and left her. ". "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . Chopin suddenly grew angry."That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.
" . 9 Dzhokhar Dudayev, the leader of the Chechen separatists until his death in 1996 . 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. 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. But they poured forth regardless, and she abruptly rose and ran back inside. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. . .
"Well, it's time for me to go. . .
"Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. " . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. Take care of yourself.
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And you're a real human being. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. . His fingers trembled as he attempted to light a cigarette. . It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl.
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