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Karpov Vechaslav Viktorovich, Allied HQ representative, General Command HQ
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- Well, if they are so anxious to fight for mother Russia - let them do
then we didn't kill prisoners; they were kind of the same as us, fighting
Help keep this insane tempo.
There, marching our men under the
on ammo and grenades for launchers.
Driver wounded, Gusarov, you know him? First, busted the track then
a decision to personally head the convoy to the North.
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Luckily (or may be not), a heavy fog came down on the city.
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APCs.
The humming in the room stopped and everyone was now looking at the
tank battalion? They found him strangled by this very rope with bullet, just
Talking or rather shouting through roaring diesels seemed senseless
What was on their minds could only be
burns badly, a lot of smoke and not much heat.
Eh, what a wonderful device, this launcher (Russian GP-25, under-barrel
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job even further.
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- Let's go, - I whispered.
He could
that they, absolutely sober and voluntarily, would jump off of a perfectly
Thus, boys
we, in turn, were feeding with his own furniture.
- Go to hell, - I jested back.
plan, we could be back by about 17.
Secure our perimeter.
the first place.
sweeping cord and he vanished.
tell at the HQ? How did it happen that he didn't make here? I knew well, amature teen sex
collect around here.
There is no one human being who
I couldn't conceal my emotions and went straight for a hug.
we, in turn, were feeding with his own furniture.
Mironov, continue.
Meanwhile I was finishing off the
special account to be invoiced to spooks some day.
this? So now he's stuck there.
anymore.
Please note that the hotel must be taken
- F.
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happened many times before, - I couldn't help myself and again kicked the HQ
pocked, looked at my cavalry and shook my head, assuring them that none of
San Sanych carefully listened to me, looking straight into my eyes,
Though, I think he's just lifeless, like a jellyfish.
Somebody was discharging long bursts, meaning that the contact was a
decomposing human flesh that otherwise turns your stomach inside out.
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The grunts didn't have to be told twice.
with five).
Because the packet depicted some kind of hobo with a stick
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