He told a familiar helicopter, further from his face.



In the First Chechen War we were placed in a barracks: I was on the top and I was on the bottom.

Colonel of medical service, pathologist. The bodies were brought.

"kamazami", and the colonel was missing in service until four and a half of the fifth

The Morning. When he came, he took a bottle of alcohol and insisted.

Make a company. My flights started at 5 in the morning and I went to sleep.

I wanted how. He woke me up every morning and I woke up.



One day the Colonel, having exhausted the usual arguments, said to me the following:



and Serena! You do not understand! I have no one closer to you! I am for

You... happen to you that... I’m making you so badly... to you

No flies will sit for six months.