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Their commander, with both
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within the next three days.
Shmel, same
The only one who looked exactly like a Chechen, was, our recon platoon
So much we've destroyed here and we'll destroy yet even more.
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In the havoc and because of the
we might be able to complete the task within the previously mentioned time
neighbouring artillery regiment, and the lads, thinking they had spoken to
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tried to return fire, some helping the wounded.
Even submitted letter of
was he, Semeonov.
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Moreover, a wounded raghead would be a major pain in the
Horrible image, I have to
Karpov went back to Mozdok with the first available flight and from
and Karpov was illuminated, the rest was all covered in darkness.
both be black pages in the Russian Army's History Book.
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artillery support, time frames and interactions with other units would be
It looks like they are intentionally working for the
Shit! Yes! Our division.
to the Station Plaza.
signs, right to the very time of our withdrawal.
On the way back we drove into an ambush, one APC was
- His rifle, however, I'll take with me.
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Mozdok, where our General Command is, which in turn, was heading our
com-batt declared a phrase, which was then to become our brigade's motto:
pull our soldiers out of that shithole.
taking carbine away from him.
- God bless, - I said shaking his hand.
After a few deep gasps I
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- I reported, looking at Bilich, who was leaning at the map.
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the medical warehouse.
- Let's stop plotting against each other for now and go see Semeonov's
from frequent shooting and grenade explosions.
road.
- Yep.
With pain I was looking at the trees.
me merrily.
They met us while we were coming into town, at night,
meant, take no prisoners.
sick father?
no one prosecutor would lift his finger to pursue this issue any further.
container, fished a smoke out of the Com-bat's packet and started for the
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