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That's a great diet, I thought.
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No I could not believe it.
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For that our superiors
done in our Army, the diesel fuel, that vehicles were filled with, was of
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dead Shmel launcher's face.
ram it down completely this time.
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Our underwear we just chucked, putting on new pairs each time.
what a hard work that would be, to pull a hippo from a swamp.
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He was shooting with Kalashnikov, taking aim carefully.
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just like the duck silhouettes at a shooting gallery.
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Work, work! Forward, only forward! Ten more minutes of sitting
one for the flight and two initial boosters.
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God, guard their souls and our lives.
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Lying.
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the HQ and let them rest as much as possible for now.
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manoeuvre too well.
To some their COs plainly lied, telling them that they
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Since we were under our full strength during the departure, we were
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seventy in hight, may be less, skinny and with small head.
talk.
It was suicidal to lie on the open
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Aren't we both alive? Yes! Unhurt? More or less so.
What
down hand grenades, but most of the enemy were cut off and cornered in the
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babki, cabbage! Since this is the State Bank, there may be even dollars in
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- Ready? Did they feed you?
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Bang, said my launcher, spitting the grenade towards the rag-heads.
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It's just a concussion
Bombs, five hundred kilos of metal and explosives each, are
They'll
help with his words or action, he could also swear like hell - was a real
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- May I? Comrade Colonel, - the CO nodded to me and I went on, - If we
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I wish those snakes
Chest pain knifed me again.
That's
Wheeled trucks were dropped in favour of the armoured APCs
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Hurrah! Kill the bastards! You are not wolves! Puppies! I rushed
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cognac that you won't.
About a meter
hold back, so too the rag-heads, not all are aware of the refinery's
Now they were shaking in terror.
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request for transfer and he'd sign it at the gunpoint of his own pistol.
Apparently, they both liked the
Rifle's voices of the first battalion sounded like dogs'
Projectiles blasted in
He did not look
Our boots
attached to his belt.
Let's go, shell we.
We don't fight
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My legs felt as if were made of cotton.
I ran brown pussy
Yurka and I cackled loudly:
I tried to distract the enemy's attention by keeping up firing, and only
Next to the walking, with important look on his face, Sashka, was
moaned silently, afraid of letting air out.
My head is spinning.
- Yeah, I've seen something like that.
I ducked.
Now maybe even
So it was
- Start offloading our hero, carefully.
head-on frontal assault of the bloody square.
Air out the cab so
Our future positions, imposed by them, they booby-trapped
has chosen for his guard and noted to myself that he did it rather cleverly.
Those who had their helmets or wool
- Third battalion's commander was thinking and talking at the
something on the way up and falls right back into your lap.
Our unit leader was not all too happy with such attitude, so he grabs brown pussy
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