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everything else is intact.
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hand.
- What are the estimates of the enemy force at the Minutka complex?
soldiers were carried away.
If you agree, blink once, if not, I'll just strangle
can do nothing in response.
visitors and after that, as it is customary, they'll be left to themselves.
Shooting off the doors and tossing
battalions.
Dukhs hit both our tanks.
enemy.
And let's drink to that, shall we.
eventually had to run for his life too.
- May be so.
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- I don't know.
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are dead.
chronicles of Stalingrad half a century ago.
Knowing the surrounding terrain much better, they didn't select the
the conscripts arrived six months ago, he was begging not to be assigned
A buzz in my head had not passed yet, but I tried not to pay any attention
three flats, grenades detonated almost simultaneously, probably about eight
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Belongs by the law of war.
shit about.
with all sorts of idiomatic expressions.
lot of excitement.
By the way, lend us a few bags for the groceries, will
No need to yell at anybody.
elderly, not for the children, not for the women - NO BODY will be spared.
It was
Other details like air and
- It's all horseshit.
Judging from the noise, the
Since I had the
ventured to ask any.
Someone grabbed their chief and whispered:
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brandy, vodka, hot food and hot tea were in immediate need.
Yura was catching up fast.
We tried to reason with our multi-star commanders that we are not ready
Excitement of battle came back.
short burst.
I reached out and shook the major's hand.
The most important was
when I changed the mag I glanced at the running men.
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With dread I heard dry click of my Kalashnikov.
something, a?
equipment and people ready.
Convulsively,
was so smoky that we could not see a thing on that square.
defensive line.
pointer.
Soldiers had to dig in
and bleak.
drenched us with their oily exhaust fumes, adding some kind of foppish gloss
There was nothing suspicious there and I waved to the guys the go
with my skin.
we slowly stopped walking into chechen traps.
At last we crash into the doorway of this once apartment block, others
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The sweat is blanketing my eyes, fatigues are steamy; the taste of
it open smearing my pants with his blood.
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