knows when the next opportunity like this would present itself.
I called him on the radio, he says that he
Nobody was paying any attention to us.
- Nineteen year olds forever, like Baklanov wrote.
Flares rose up in the sky and
Medics carried the wounded and killed from
skirmishing along the way, their grunts were slowly sneaking home.
walks by himself though, his arm patched tightly, meaning that he'll live.
officer and soldier had reserves in their tanks and APCs: canned stew and
At once we felt the fake boobs
remember the soviet times, when they proclaimed everyone equal? They also
up on vitamins too as well as nicotine patches, zhen-shen balsam, tablets
on the dead bodies.
will never forget about your saviours.
Not enough years in the service to
In our country, the most fearful prefix to your status is ex-.
I raise my hand and the grunts start
This time we went along with the remains of the 1[st]
and civilian abuse? He is the same kind of pervert as everyone who fake boobs
All of us, riding atop of the box, opened
All of us prepared for the
Having noticed our arrival, my
- So, Slava, let us go?
reflexes kicked in at once.
already dripping out of my ears.
Barely escaped with our lives.
A spade in a slipcase was
Remember the romans: divide and conquer? Do you also
equipment failed from vibration.
The dukhi would
whom else fake boobs
layouts - NO-THING.
Take him and try to break through! We'll cover you up! Ivan said.
Let's write in the report that he
Infantry ran from behind it.
pissed? - Yurka obviously had a philosophical twirl up his ass.
About one and a half weeks ago, when he and the reconnaissance CO broke
- For the whole duration of this war.
You might want to hang
Nobody listened to anyone anymore.
They also had another slick idea: they
Somebody even made a little fortune from this war, someone else
Thus, my reader, listening to the news bulletins, multiply our losses by
battalion, who was earlier declared missing in action fake boobs
just couldn't get enough.
Wounded were shooting themselves.
we fast picked up the young man under his arms and shoved him into the dark
The Gods must have been on our side that night.
There was so much scorn in his voice that it made me sick.
know? Ha? That's it.
flashes and seeing no stars continued, - By the way, why aren't you wearing
Our first ranks fake boobs
would have to go and try that suicidal assault at the Minutka.
elderly, you know.
removing him carefully from the cross.
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