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worst possible outcome.
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An infantry
and shaking.
some hair and your face got all wrinkled, you would recall just how shy you
- Pashka was boiling.
Only half an hour ago all of thought how
they'll shoot us to hell.
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sights.
Spooks made a good use of
Learn English! my Mommy always told me.
We must go back.
clicked and shut up, it was out of ammunition at a wrong time as usual.
All soldiers knew this axiom, watching them do nothing
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Then he catches up with him
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enough armour protection, thus are unable to effectively support us from the
with generous gifts.
Get it,
I pushed the door covered up by a raincoat-tent and felt the
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We looked back.
Pashka drank his too and we ate some more out of the almost empty
They told that Combat died.
Would you be able to get your
was sheer madness.
just bitterness mixed with gunpowder gases and nicotine.
They'll wipe the cigarette ingredients
were fighting here, at someone's obscure order, life in your country calmly
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Onward,
sparks in his blue eyes.
first place.
Another soldier crawled to the dead, not to help, but to take
How would you lead your men if you don't have your
We ran, ran,
Those snakes are capable of anything.
ever get out of here - quit smoking.
Bloody paranoia.
wasted the rag-heads in the back.
Thunder roared behind.
When he finally cleared his way to the
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hanging out and his hands tied up behind him.
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They
toll and skinny, with his head shaved, bushy moustache and glasses he
Moscow dandy and me:
don't know.
In the dark we fire on each other and take
himself died but killing his foe.
For that, we get to go home and they will pose for
A window nearby was blocked with
assault; more would be left for themselves.
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Crowd of officers
Other than that - screw them all.
shell or a Mukha grenade hits a tank, it produces a narrow stream of heat,
Everyone is just dead tired.
there in the same department and rank.
Meanwhile our wounded were being offloaded and carried into the
so on.
gravity and when it hit the target, it reeled on almost all of the target's
That's why major Mazur had
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Pupils reflected icy, slow winter clouds.
Allright, boys, I'm ready for anything now.
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