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with them.
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Especially I like that fact that nothing ever happens in our garrison,
fifty meters behind.
like that.
All of a sudden somebody was screaming from upstairs:
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- Who said that? I suppose it's not a smart and honourable officer and
pattern and quality than ours.
Lucky bustards.
Left all his musicians at the airport and popped up
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The order Onward! Storm! sounded like a song.
We didn't wear any insignia, like many other officers.
seemed right though.
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- Cheers men, let's run.
my friend, you are as good as dead.
face smeared with blood.
We picked up whatever we could find: pieces of broken furniture,
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couldn't miss the opportunity to kiss his ass.
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turned out, were circling in my head.
You answer the question.
The body was lying belly down, a half of the
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Bullets ripped
One of them was still alive and while unconscious was
Might be hit, might be not.
Bloody paranoia.
A window nearby was blocked with
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body with horror, makes every cell of your body resonate.
before the dusk.
just lucky.
Only no one could possible tell how many human
- I don't know.
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Medics couldn't get up there.
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simultaneously two claps boomed in the air and the hissing rockets raced
explosion for the recovery.
the hatchway.
of them.
namesake.
Come over, I'll smash your mug and then tow to the medics.
coming from.
radios in to report they are again taking fire.
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forgotten you.
- What did he write, Vechaslav Nikolaevich? - Pashka enquired from the
Now I noticed that Pashka was wearing a rifle bullet on a piece of rope
(God forbid of course) you would naturally be sad.
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not watch the rest.
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to him.
him and the grunts.
chief of Ops.
- Of course.
sounds coughing.
This time nobody raised the grunts off the ground with his own example,
I had almost had no strength left.
mighty punch to about 400 meters, its shrapnel (after the explosion) cover
- May be so.
dukhi would work much better.
again! Damn it, could it really be a sniper? Ducking
Get out! Work, you shitheads, work! He closed his eyes again and passed
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The warmth of the fire made us drowsy, and despite hunger and thirst,
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Our first ranks.
- Sometime during my third year in college, - I continued, - we had one
the headquarters.
Having my second drink I listened to Yura telling me about my Moscow
levels of the power pyramid were met with resentment.
bullets.
Part of our ragtag force went down into the basement.
- It's a pretty good idea, but we don't really know where the pipes
head.
There is a third path however - mercenary.
now.
as Cargo-200.
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again.
Don't worry if you see lots of mines, we only need one go at it, move in and
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