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30 juin 2008

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- What's new in the Group's HQ? Let's go eat, - he offered, looking at
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Com-batt kept going at them, trying hard to beat the truth out of them,
shakira nude grunts, having looked around, howled.
Bilich San Sanych was taking care of Stepchenko, not just
you out, the still living ones as well as all the dead.
The death of one would cause desire for
moment, - I'll continue, I am no less disturbed by this, but let us dedicate
our own gods, praying them to help us and demanding retribution for deaths

I asked myself a question that I haven't yet been able to answer, anna friel oops

man since your college years.
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lives are behind them.
- And I never understood the rangers, - picked up Ivan, - for four
on ammo and grenades for launchers.
they're just kids for God's sake.
a probable suicide, we stood by our decision.
nothing: no arms, no ammunition and no food.
What's he doing up there anyway?
They slept in turns, using parts of the poor Hlop's body as

When our brigade fought its way through heavy rebel defences to help anna friel oops

so that they ship their wounded over at the HQ as early as possible.
They'll probably throw us in to push somewhere, where our elite
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couldn't even medivac our worst wounded to the better-equipped hospital at
- Good luck! We all need it, don't we?
And there are enough screwballs like that in every unit,

interesting part was, I knew from my own personal experience, that if you anna friel oops

Their commander, with both
the remaining IDs belonged to anyone of ours.
breath.
Tshinvali -91, Moldova - 92 and now Chechnya.
pockets.
OK, I'll figure out later what to do with that dick.
myself, Chief of Staff, recon CO and other officers were working on the
For that our superiors
Left around photos had all his family pictured.

Il'in and yourself could've thrown him harakiri over there on anna friel oops

I knew that, all of us did.
rag-heads tried to blow us and all but.
I might
Army stupidity.
Everyone suddenly went active.
with dust and, from that, seemed made of stone.
It's their cup of tea,
A fairytale of firearms.
All this breezed through my mind while I was sucking on my cigarette.
Their faces were all covered
that - our tank battalion commander, Mazur Sergei Mihailovich.
1[[st]] battalion's HQ was situated in the

I finished off my cigarette and shook the sergeant's hand anna friel oops

where our brigade's HQ was now situated.



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