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friendship with the grunts from the HQ, communications hub and canteen.
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Wait a little bit! Aha! Here is this bastard! Not taking any aim
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Please give me some water, ma'am, cause I'm so hungry
Chose a dark silhouette of a dukh, who was hurrying to his death.
you are OK to drown in blood a few thousand soldiers! You better think of
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different thing all together.
En route to the Central Train Station, the streets are crammed with
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from schizophrenia.
Comms operators radioed every one of our
Nobody helped nobody.
sludge on them.
of this building.
Here it's more
So just in case he asked him not to
The thunder of battle, howl of shaved petite beavers
After a ten meter run under friendly fire
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fell on dukh's positions.
kilometre wide, the spirts of tracers were gushing everywhere, grenades were
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shit? - I replied.
- One battle is over and another one begins, the longer and harder one
and the basement.
with you.
Too high, I noted correcting.
There are commanders.
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As for the
There is nobody there too,
besides quiet chuckles and calm remarks.
engines.
Shit, no ammo whatsoever.
So you'll be digging a
scooting out of here and capture the Square.
less bottled in OK and started hammering our opposition, when the war, maybe
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He made every
We ran, ran,
and bushy-tailed in between the fighting, where they take every chance to
think his body can be used to plug ten machinegun nests at the same time shaved petite beavers
For a second, I thought it would be great if we evacuated the building
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Crystal, a few bottles of good cognac, surely some cheese for it
pressed the barrel under his chin.
were left up on the fourth floor.
So what's the point? I
pretty much done too.
Our appearances also didn't
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through my torn bronchi and nicotine plugs.
What do you scum think
syringe tube with anaesthetic was in place.
Other than that we have to notify the battalions
started to set.
ram it down completely this time.
positions.
We ARE rabid dogs.
him though, of everyone around him.
- OK, OK, we're joking, man shaved petite beavers
sure, that if you perish, regardless of how many years would pass, some
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All battalion commanders, their chiefs, com-brig's XOs and other HQ
We saw Sashka returning and called him:
I patted his cheek.
used to be when it came to dating girls; how excited you were when getting
that these men could easily give up their own lives for their comrades.
anything upsetting or make a gesture of that kind.
- Maybe, he wasn't even a
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Turks have this wonderful expression kysmet
The grunts didn't have to be told twice.
Hats off, all present
thirteen and quickly yell back: Reply - six! shaved petite beavers
- I'm not a Jew or a
- Hey, Slava, - he said and his eyes glinted a little.
him do it if he got to us.
As there was no
Looks like there are no cowards amongst
was scarcely lit, actually, only the table with the Com-brig, Chief of Staff
Sashka's gifts inside the compartment.
I only heard the result: popping of our launchers.
myself and the grunts cackled simultaneously.
Airborne
whatever else could be utilised.
- The third, - echoed us Pashka.
- Sure, Alexandr Nikolaevich, - and then to the surrounding him grunts,
you, just like you don't give a shit about us.
Pashka
A shrapnel piece ricocheted in his arm.
Semeon hit the target from his first attempt; I made it shaved petite beavers
dangling before my eyes, then to the Com-bat and now, I am smoking it while
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