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complemented by one more battalion from Novosibirsk.
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according to the martial law.
I knew that, all of us did.
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The no longer hanging body dropped to the ground with a thud.
that, but the corpsemen sewed it back.
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- By the way, let me introduce you, - he turned to the major, - Major
com-brig's pencil.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine - I opened my eyes, - Bastard, you scared it
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old Head Commander.
They naively think that they are actually fighting for their own
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fifteen APCs.
- I added.
Mortars and BMP cannons hit us again young milfs
A window nearby was blocked with
- Yura, don't twist his brain, - I interrupted his lecture.
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Same difference.
completely.
- You guys go ahead; we'll stay here 10 more minutes.
for a while and then asked:
At last my normal breathing came back.
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I raised the barrel of my Kalashnikov and put
- He says he was in the Prednestrovie at some stage.
that we could get some sleep, I can't see the palm of my hand.
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engine roar from the back.
All our officers herded together and talked about something.
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response for once.
and drank his share.
that.
Everyone's pockets were full of
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Mironov, continue.
a theatre lighten the scene.
overseas, here, on the other hand, inside the boarders, the bustards can put
foreheads.
That's better.
wasn't me).
it is known that the bullet, which you can hear, is not yours, I duck
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Neither Capitain, no citizen Mironov had existed by
No point in flirting anyway, they
Judging from the spot he was at, we were now storming the State
heard so many of these gags during my commission that I can write a book
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That one's
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I gave the order and pointed my finger at Pliers, Badalov and the
with some dirt and some traces of recent shooting.
plunge into attack like this, something medieval wakes up inside you.
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- He's too busy for that now.
The stench around is horrible
Unless you're
At some stage we even
under the weight of his radio transmitter and scraps of the armoury we
commander's code): five-five-five.
into his chair young milfs
admiring himself in the mirror.
When soldiers are
Commander).
sight and hearing with liquor, but he couldn't stand closed and tight spaces
thumbs up.
What about you? Aren't you
The purpose of
burnt and mangled hulks of armour and strewn with dead bodies.
And what if you don't? They'll send more in, who,
hand.
He face turned white and eyes widened.
stars? I don't think so.
The problem is money.
- Let's go, flush some on to me and then have dinner, - I have already
Everything was on fire, all that could burn and
myself too hastened to take cover behind the nearest heap of rubble young milfs
pitched ding from the shooting was still in our ears, but now we had to
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