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. . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. Aibolit nodded in agreement, carefully lifted the girl, and crawled in through the side hatch. 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. There aren't that many real men around, either. . Chopin suddenly grew angry. 4 Nickname for Vladimir . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" .

. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. There aren't that many real men around, either. 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, thin hand. No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . 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. . A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. " . Take care of yourself. .

. Sanya lugged the old woman.

OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the

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killed while fighting in the anti-Dudayev opposition.

. . Doc and the girl - get into it.

The vibration is less. Then he said, "Let's go!" and slammed the door. Doc and the girl - get into it.

. 3 A narcotic antishock medication that Russian

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forces carry in their individual first-aid pouches . "She took hits in the throat and the right side of the chest. "Don't mess with the rest of them, there's no time to screw around. An OZM fragmentation mine that had long awaited its appointed hour hurled thousands of steel fragments in all directions. A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke.

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It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. She was no longer crying but quivered spasmodically from repressed sobs. 4 Nickname for Vladimir .

. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. . . . He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. "They're alive and still breathing! Look - here's shrapnel from the mine!" . 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. Or the wheelbarrow

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may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. . A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery

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smoke.

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. In his long years as a physician, Doc had seen a great deal of blood - particularly

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in the last few months. Suddenly, she smiled naturally

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and openly at Chopin, placed her hands on his shoulders, and gazed into his

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her onto his back, carefully watching beneath his feet and silently listening to her wail as he went. Then he said, "Let's go!"

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and slammed the door. . Just rush her to the doctor, he'll sort things out!" . . Something for temporary gratification. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident.

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

. 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. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it. Take care of yourself.

Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond

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the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. "In January, she herself was wounded while pulling troops out from under a mortar barrage. " . Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier.

8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police . Aibolit noticed how unusually irritable and upset even these exceptionally experienced men around him were. . . " . "Oh, damn, was that ever a direct hit!" he drawled out with a mixture of reproach and sympathy. . . "The grandmother didn't make it. x x x .

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And don't be such a bonehead!" . Take care of yourself. " . While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. " . Following on the heels of the standard

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expressions of consolation that she had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. As for children, there is your Goddaughter - an orphan

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- along with half a town of kids just like her. The old woman, dressed in typically dark village clothing, pushed a wheelbarrow filled with rubble.

One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins. 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. It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl.

He had taken off his "sphere," which was black with sweat inside, and placed his automatic weapon on his knees. Chopin got up and nearly raced after the nurse, who was standing by the window at the end of the corridor. But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. 10 A round titanium helmet worn by Russian special purpose forces Chopin's colorful Russian epithet literally means "ruptured condom. 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. The five year-old girl, who

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stood scarcely taller than the wheelbarrow itself, skipped

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merrily alongside. " She kissed him

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tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years.

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She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. The guys who survive this war will be searching for women just like you. "It's just that I'll never get used to the fact that I'm not really a woman anymore. .

"The grandmother didn't make it. There aren't that many real men around, either. Following on the heels of the standard expressions of consolation

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that she

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had come to despise, this unexpected dressing down affected the nurse in an equally unexpected way. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her.

"Apparently no surprises this time.

. He spoke briefly with those in charge of the work details, then got onto the running board of the Ural and glanced around. But after an instant of hesitation,

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Chopin issued a staccato order: . One of the men made his way silently, while the other, without dropping his guard for so much as a second, muttered to himself: .

Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering

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into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. "Fuck the old hag! But it looks like the youngster has had it. . . . "You look lovely. 2 Nickname for Alexander

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"Apparently no surprises this time. " She kissed him tenderly, as if he were a close relative whom she had known for a thousand years. . . ". 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 a cursory examination of the wounded. .

. But on that day, he just felt agitated and knew that he was not alone. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it.

. Dudayev's security forces killed her mother too. There aren't that many real men around, either. . "You take care of yourself too, my friend. "Screw you!" grumbled the old woman. A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. .

"Don't know, Vovka. "The mine may have stuck rather than bouncing up the way it should . . " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. . .

A strange dark object bounced up from the grass, struck the side of the wheelbarrow, careened away, and exploded in a cloud of black, fiery smoke. 6 Ural-4320 - a five-ton truck widely used by Russian military and paramilitary forces . Suddenly the nurse tensed up and turned her face away, straining to hide her tears.

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While talking, the combat engineers performed a cursory examination of the wounded. 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. " . Something banged. . "Well, it's time for me to go. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. 8 OMON - elite special purpose forces within the Russian police .

1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . . Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were

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digging in the field

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beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. OMON troops, together with Chechen women who had run out from the house next-door, bandaged her. " . One of them quickly administered promedol to the old woman and applied tourniquets to her shins.
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