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chronicles of Stalingrad half a century ago.
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And a few drinks along with it, - said Semeon.
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Walking up to our truck I noticed with satisfaction that Pashka managed
pointing at the breach:
He knew countless gags, funny
Just like rats, if you ask me.
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on his chest.
But the company leader: would he live and walk again?
Alright, my boy, look all you want, I can chill a drunken soldier with
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Why, though, should the whole country
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they were still confined inside their mobile steel traps.
Discovered an infantry
Some smarty-pants in the
There weren't many of them, but still, at least we earned them.
area around you! To the last spook!!! - Com-batt was yelling into the
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I'm ready.
stage.
Then, the gunsmakers came right to the trenches, studied
ripping his chest open, some blasted his head to pieces and it sprayed the
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At the rear, Glue was struggling
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smelled once more, I definitely liked the aroma.
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So could the grunts in his escort, get hurt for nothing.
It seemed they were feeling our mood
I finished off reading all of the remaining IDs, I was positive there
was he, Semeonov.
Suddenly something moved in the rubble, twinkling with rays of the
We all moved for the exit.
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thrusting into my head forcing out remainders of the grogginess.
task.
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He could
As a result, our brigade
For a few more minutes, in excitement, we kept going in the enemy's
Physically not so much a big man, but as a
mind, were squashed into armoured trucks using stretchers, crutches and
didn't always finish off their game, but rather wounded him, shooting him
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All was like always: a sofa or a chair, soft drinks, a
that anyone of them could escape.
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