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We lifted up our plastic glasses - lots of these we chunked at the
Also, while
Trying a few combinations in my mind that could spare San Sanych's
of this damned square with all that's still there? And the grunts would
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- I muttered, buttoning my coat and attaching new magazine to my rifle.
but don't you dare giving looks to your COs.
whirled, finally coming up on one knee and scanning the surroundings in my
was meant for you.
has lost, - there was absolute silence in the room, - two KIA, private
imagination, rancour and time on hands.
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naturally, is fear.
basement and every window.
It is a petty though; we had people queuing up to converse with
And, ramming an
some basement with a hole in his chest.
or write: outcomes of the perestroika.
In about 30 minutes, the sergeant, who headed our
head-to-toe with an electric tape.
Moscow dandy and me:
Since we were under our full strength during the departure, we were
like he was an enemy of the state.
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And now I have to hoof back.
casualties, and this one, though a crank, still fighting.
excitement, picking at the rag-heads with long bursts, keeping the bastards
suspicious along the way.
Our com-brig was sitting at the head of the big dinner table.
the table.
we did, receiving his information from the comms operators.
It saved countless
nature.
no more.
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and more or less think clearly, escaped into the mountains seeking
When your boots slip on the bloody mucus, then the important thing
After the Yurka's news I went frantic and was hammering with long
again! Damn it, could it really be a sniper? Ducking
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stalled and frozen feet and started for the entrance dragging my stiff legs.
You didn't come out on the Red Square demanding to
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