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And a few in the legs too. 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

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rear gate earlier, jumped aboard and prepared to receive the old woman. "Apparently no surprises this time. But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house

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next-door, bandaged her. But after an instant of hesitation, Chopin issued a staccato order: . . Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they

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had just received the day before. 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. Once inside, he covered the seat with field jackets, placed 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,

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thin hand.

"That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. "At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . just a sort-of gutted flounder. . . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . " . . And a few in the legs too.

Chopin suddenly grew angry. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant. While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded.

just a sort-of gutted flounder. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Men from the commandant's office ran over via a circuitous route, skirting the minefield. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last few months. 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: . " . "Do you really think I still look alright?" . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.

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Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. "Ask them where the little girl's parents are.

"That's just what we needed - the chance to crawl right into the middle of a minefield! Thanks a lot, Granny, you lousy saboteur! Sanya, Stop!" . "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another. 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. 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?" . "Don't be a fool! When was the last time that you looked at yourself in the mirror? Someday you'll meet someone - maybe 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

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your scars. .

" . "Apparently no surprises this time. "That's good -

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a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest.

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.

A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . . . They hauled her off in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But

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the entire street teamed up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them. Her husband found out and left her. Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were.

. There

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aren't that many real men around, either. " .

.

"Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. 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. . But the girl's all right, and she won't even have noticeable scars. .

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It won't hurt - just hang on, Little One!" . "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?" .

. The OMON troops, having taken

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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

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event: . .

It doesn't really matter while she is small, but she could develop complexes when she grows up," said Chopin, nodding his head knowingly. Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. They hauled her off

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in broad daylight, raped and shot her! But the entire

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street teamed up to save the girl and the old woman, hiding them. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor

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from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. .

. . "The mine may have

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stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . just a sort-of gutted flounder. " With that, she firmly shoved her barrow forward and tilted it on its side to quickly dump the load. 5 Character

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in a well-known Russian

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children's film . 2 Nickname for Alexander . The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that

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moment heard someone

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shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. Chopin nodded silently. Chopin suddenly grew angry. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding,"

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Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the

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girl.

Upon returning to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of the surrounding guard posts. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. While talking, the combat engineers performed

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a cursory examination of the wounded. 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. " . just a sort-of gutted flounder. In his long years as

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a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly in the last

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few months.

. . The Doc rushed out to meet Vovka and carefully took hold of the

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girl. The combat engineers had already stretched a wire obstacle along the edge of the minefield. Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. . . 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . "Well, it's time for me to go.

. . Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm

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sorry, but I didn't know.

Suddenly, she smiled naturally and openly at

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Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his eyes. He hoisted her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. The five year-old girl, who stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped merrily alongside. " . Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. "Still, you

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gotta try to rescue them.

And don't be such a bonehead!" . . . " . The other picked up the girl. . She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. The

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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. " . .

Upon returning

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to the commandant's office, Chopin ordered his driver to take him to the limits of

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the surrounding guard posts.

Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. . "You take

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care of yourself

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too, my friend. And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder

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while assisting the doctor. Dropping to

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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.

Heart failure.

Around two hundred

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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. They'll beat a path to your door with

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fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" . As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan - along with half a town of kids just like her. " . . . An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. And a few in the legs too. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him. A young, 25-year old nurse came out onto the porch and sat down next to him.

. "We need to get to the hospital, and fast! The little girl's trachea has been nicked. "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. . Heart failure. . . Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins.

"The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . . And you're a real human being. . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. " . "She said, `Grandma, there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done to deserve such a punishment? Dear God, may I die a terrible death, but please save our little darling!" . . Aibolit went into the corridor, smiled knowingly, and squinted approvingly at the two, as if to say, "What a great guy the commander is - he certainly knows our personnel. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces .

The girl lay on her back, gasping and gurgling pink bubbles.

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3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches .

. . "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should .

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.

. . 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.

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