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It's true, the noon was almost over.
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Soldiers, who were just
Others followed my example and bumped their cups together.
It was five meters high and fifty meters
a flat square under the shower of mortars?)
a pack of cigarettes, and you, after all this, refuse to gear us up
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Passing grunts were watching this whole scene with surprise.
Out of his principles, Bilich didn't recognised physical methods during
My overcoat and pants were covered with
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The same thing happened in Battalion 1, and their platoon leader had
What the
dear man.
that kind of stuff - with firearms, who knows what's on the drunk's mind?
gave off a remark.
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They didn't give him a weapon though - he's pretty shortsighted, God forbid
Two men stayed
I understood, that I only impeded his own run.
Not counting the Baltic States -
had to breath slowly, through my nose.
- Yes.
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back in the bucket.
The face definitely
How about you?
feet, one by one, with your assault rifle.
- I'll teach the bustard manners.
and starts kicking the living shit out of the fellow.
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gaining consciousness.
everything the characters do.
Then help me to evacuate him.
But first desire, of coarse, is purely sexual.
One of
At first, they really mistook
comrades, fellows were hurrying to help them.
A number of square
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- No, never heard of him before.
Yurka and I weren't chasing it with food anymore.
useless here money and counted it.
them work.
When done, come back and help us
toward the bridge, but to Dudaev's Palace.
occupied a town, picked up the spoils and back to the field.
We don't fight
have to apply loads of pressure and they come out with huge pieces of filthy
Local opposition, which is on our side, would also be
- He just wouldn't let us breath for three days, - Ivan turned grim.
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was bad to sit right after run.
My rifle let off a few bursts before I
bent over the map, were my partner or, as we called each other, henchman,
There was no reporters
something, but, because of distance and shooting, I could not hear anything.
My mood was gloomy and ferocious.
Inhale, exhale, on the half-exhale, stopped breathing and placed an
Judging from the noise, the
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For now, my mind was occupied by thoughts of the dead sniper.
Squalled he was just a con, but
My body armor and the AK were pulling me down with
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