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Everyone understood perfectly what the words clean up meant.
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Everyone has different tastes
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After the counterattack, destroyed our
00 in the morning we began loading our wounded onto cars and
If needs be, I'll tear anybody apart
of our friends and brothers.
jacket and fetches his papers and the dog tags.
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sniper after all.
Get down
BDUs, for me.
own grunts.
And you are buying it with your dogfaces.
using the same radio frequencies and call signs that they did when they came
idler.
the problem and began experimenting on the spot.
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and inappropriate with the dead man onboard our APC.
He was a driver-mechanic with the surname of German or Jewish
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No one of them
your interlocutor to it with two stripped wires and spin the handle, having
The five escort grunts were
that the convoy won't be able to break out and would have to return.
his guilty conscience killed him.
departure.
that a group of well-known human rights activists headed by the Duma
here: all floors were covered in carpets, not the cheap stuff but handmade.
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short, almost shaved, hairdo at the back, according to soldiers' fashion,
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Our underwear we just chucked, putting on new pairs each time.
Carefully avoiding open spaces.
that's OK.
- OK, children, let's move it.
Army stupidity.
what we've been taught to do.
Occupied by this kind of thoughts I entered the main HQ's room in the
What
And now again, we are beating our own Russian land on
that a group of well-known human rights activists headed by the Duma
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All of us called him San Sanych.
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Our brigade's Commander,
There, marching our men under the
Tshinvali -91, Moldova - 92 and now Chechnya.
If it were up to them,
- If I had only known about the cognac, Alexandr Alexandrovich, I
excitement, picking at the rag-heads with long bursts, keeping the bastards
gave off a remark.
must've told you all about it by now.
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blood to drown my rage, breaking their skulls with my rifle's butt, crushing
- Give me paper, will you.
We tried to reason with our multi-star commanders that we are not ready
operate on them.
I've seen enough of our
One of the APCs blew up right in the parking lot with its
dropped them into one of his parka's outer pockets.
- If I had only known about the cognac, Alexandr Alexandrovich, I
eventually had to run for his life too.
to the good fortune and started our journey.
In two neighbouring flats the tara reid oops
his cheap religious mottos.
other useful and not so useful information.
My APC took a sharp U-turn, which nearly cast me off the armour.
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