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on his chest.
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Although even I had doubts
my friends hot mom mrs milan How about artillery round? How do you know that this
this madhouse - boy-scout camp Sunrise.
Slowly the buzz settled.
Men are not prepared
Now we can relax a little.
property, just like Suvorov described in his Saviour.
Some of them you have to stand for two years, others for twenty-five.
stretched my lips.
learnt English language, wouldn't have ended up in this shithole.
Alright, now catch your breath, find your way around and race ahead -
This kind of questioning
- All of which means that we'll be sent in to help them soon - Com-batt
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In the second APC, fellows echoed
and then go home.
under the weight of his radio transmitter and scraps of the armoury we
appearance was just repulsive, and his quiff, that he was fixing constantly,
our blood, Russian.
possible options and combinations.
In the North they all went nuts.
went down underground sewage network and afterwards and had to climb back
As we started for the home base, furious fire came down at
hilltop with your kids.
Tired of the circus, I asked surrounding us grunts, amongst which I
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Everyone knew well, that those inside armoured carriers would
thoughts was the empty and terrifying look in my grunts' eyes, were I could
Still in the heat of the past clash, I knew that if I don't have a
for him) squalled that he regretted he only managed to nock off only
To free them you
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Poured out some of it into plastic glasses, a bit more for
San Sanych carefully listened to me, looking straight into my eyes,
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enemy and found these on the corpses.
The bodies
He could get behind the steering wheel of an APC, in
the summer kind and rather depicted a tomato sauce.
Suddenly, chief of the guards barged into the room.
- Let's move, - I ordered, turning to Semeon and Glue, pointing the
- Sonny, - talking to Pashka, I worked my way into the cab, - What
brain.
levels of the power pyramid were met with resentment.
at the Head Quarters.
Our second APC's cannon let off a burst, firing blindly in the
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I had to boot and kick them out
Our personal folders then fell into
- I shook my head.
them, our tanks had to struggle through barricades of corpses of our Slavic
and Karpov was illuminated, the rest was all covered in darkness.
More often than not, during clashes as well as during the breaks
What do I
him, - Kleymeonov shone his teeth.
here.
Do not write down that the man was captured prisoner;
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It would've chopped us to chips for sure.
Minutka Square and Dudaev's Palace.
Our corpsmen's motto is: Red eyes never
There is a third path however - mercenary.
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