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with broad bone, big and always twinkly face, little eyes but red hair,
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him, - Kleymeonov shone his teeth.
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with our boxes.
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would know the names of the unit's leader, radio operator and all sorts of
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our emotions and rancour to the enemy, right now, there is nothing we can do
Then don't you dare judging them!
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I repeatedly observed him in gunfights: many times he pulled out the truck,
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An officer, who knew about, maybe only parts of, but still,
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The General Command HQ Officer is a homo.
to the Station Plaza.
have nothing besides aspirin and their enthusiasm.
I have no desire
our blood, Russian.
Commander).
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Then Karpov made his speech:
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Our com-brig was sitting at the head of the big dinner table.
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