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go! The soldier was shouting trying to break loose from his friends.
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and that kept both sides well apart from each other.
- Conscience.
The gunfight
- You go ahead, we'll cover your rear.
He had had a special account with the dukhs.
discharge.
other for greetings.
it into skies again.
too slow.
Other than that we have to notify the battalions
It was dark in there, rubles or dollars, all in the
- What did he write, Vechaslav Nikolaevich? - Pashka enquired from the
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Many corpses
and then took us through piled up slabs and breaches.
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expropriators.
stop the bleeding, but it did not work.
The helpers held him
We move out from the doorways, hiding behind the concrete walls.
grenade launcher shot popped on the left flank.
are making any attempt bound for failure.
- Hmmm, you're right, you know.
summarised the situation.
I could not leave the battle field with concussion, that would
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- It seemed that the tank battalion
something, a?
squeezing out of my face some kind of smile.
We'll continue our little talk some other time,
the North.
I reckon that your sidekick
smoke.
continued to sing.
an artist's effort.
me with your Kalashnikov, idiot, it can shoot.
- Great idea, man!
He organised everything nicely and quietly, like a man.
syringe tube with anaesthetic was in place.
- So, you see - nationality is not biological, it is a rather social
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During the whole encounter, Semeon stayed next to me and now declared,
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crossed over to the other side.
do with our dirty stuff.
squeeze out of our darling APCs.
That's all.
No one of us
Sedov told them we want to change sides and thus refuse
You couldn't have guessed, could you?
Occupied by this kind of thoughts I entered the main HQ's room in the
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My buddy Yura and I had
to our black appearance.
In the North they all went nuts.
was just running into darkness.
choke in an attack, blasting from my beloved AKS left, right and forward
A tank and a BMP rolled out.
- Sasha, we'll be there for about forty minutes, so, don't forget that
narrow slots, made by our tanks' shells.
was he, Semeonov.
I remembered four people
jacket and fetches his papers and the dog tags.
Here, though, all guards were soundly asleep or
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awful.
Sergei Kazartzev was walking next to us.
Me and my boys, we don't give a shit about
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