American idea and, during the Afghan Campaign, swapped all 7.
adding their semi-processed fuel exhausts to the thick smoke cover.
One thing isn't clear
- Bored, - simply said Yura.
Human garbage, from first to last.
- North-east, white five-story house.
Well, I've been to the HQ.
hot food, we would not be able to take Dudaev's Palace that night.
Bullets ricocheted from the columns
If they hadn't screwed around, we wouldn't have come here in
Wait for us and we'll be back, you'll see, -- I cited a line off a coach purse
At first, it seemed superficial, but the more
Shooting rose around.
No one is better than our
cover of dark, they'll try to get him out of there, - I could see Kleymeonov
- Slava, the Moscow shithead says he saw you before in Kishineov.
Here they are, - I pulled a bunch of
Apparently, the spooks retreated
mob, especially when somebody else will hit the enemy in the back coach purse
- Pasha, you know when a person is dying; his last will is the law.
Bastards! Don't you see that I am tending a wounded? I left the
- Get out of here!
we invited you down for a visit, so that you, prick, could see the war for
Dreadful, very dreadful.
- Which, by the way, came to your rescue when the ragheads pinned you
Here coach purse
- Do we have to tie you up or what?
the spooks' defensive structures, no artillery runs to soften them up.
gravity and when it hit the target, it reeled on almost all of the target's
Our personal folders then fell into
from pouring out Vodka and opening sardines cans.
themselves loose and do not exercise proper behaviour code towards their
them, however we knew that if we did not pick them up by tonight, dukhs
ready to scatter off and take security around perimeter at any moment coach purse
The grunts were like lightning-struck; they fussed about Semeonov,
If we do not
open space with well-fortified enemy.
- That's what I said, bastard.
with a foot.
All of us poured outside to breathe in some fresh air, take a leak and
But the baron
You shoot the fingers off his
hundredth and two hundredth.
Blood was streaming between the fingers.
blast the shit out of this f.
He made every coach purse
engine roar from the back.
As soon as I found cover, a bullet pierced
not survive and was determined to take me with him.