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A green band on the
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pocked, looked at my cavalry and shook my head, assuring them that none of
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- If they wanted you dead, they would've left one good sniper there and
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If it was only so! These charms only relax you
No use now to jump about, especially
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- I do, you are the dogs.
stocks are too small.
order.
position they were in, but your wounded you medivac yourself.
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problem too, wouldn't want to meet them either.
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Ready.
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cover of dark, they'll try to get him out of there, - I could see Kleymeonov
for any war, not technically, not logistically.
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Mad cranks.
Besides, considering our next objective, we had to free up room for
- Please, Vechaslav
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- Let's just hope the carriers are fine!
Once at the end of their journeys they popped open
We're struggling to feed you and you, bastardo, don't even
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- Yep, - he handed me a packet of Palmira, or, as we call it, Bum in
He was talking on a butt fucking
- Any more cognac left?
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intact.
It was hard to talk.
service, otherwise I would've told you to shove your orders up your ass, sir
- That one's cooked, - I yelled in intoxication, meanwhile spotting
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Is that true we'll have a go at
- Go for it! Just watch for the ricochet, allright?
meant to die, so we kept moving on.
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General Zaharin has just familiarised himself with it.
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According to the
- If, while we're absent, they'll be dispensing the aid, you come to
We only huddled closer in response.
There was a huge crater,
He said stuff it, I won't go and that's
As for the officers: he
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We take the launcher and the seven
foxhole for his horse and himself if you don't keep your mouth shut.
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forgotten about them.
But the guys did not succeed in their attack and rolled
- That's right.
- Sasha, did you load up everything we talked about? - I was gradually
What's the password?
They were launching grenades into the
We gazed at him upset, as to demand that all accusations be dropped at
from the third battalion with whatever they still have that we can ride on,
maybe send more of our children to the next bloodbath? No problem, sir! We
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