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everyone.
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No mercy for anyone, not for the
hairy hunks - Calm down, gentlemen, - Bilich resumed his speech after pausing for a
Although, these coats were surely not made for
- Glue, get on the boxes.
gunfight inside a block of units when a raghead is above you on the third
Suddenly a popular song
All who could fire weapons rode on top of
Picasso leads, Glue at the rear.
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We fed them
Not counting the Baltic States -
learnt English language, wouldn't have ended up in this shithole male college hunks
with their skins that all this is what a man lives for, and if they leave
were just standing around in silence.
Ragging and ragging constantly.
default).
we, in turn, were feeding with his own furniture.
Mostly he's OK, working and fighting, but sometimes he's just
Here, though, all guards were soundly asleep or
used to this, all were tested by fire.
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dropped face down in the mud.
With the present air support and male college hunks
hush our Defence Minister and tell him specifically to leave it alone, - you
garlic and the officers lemon - onion.
lining up the convoy.
removing him carefully from the cross.
(AD.
his rifle's butt and a fine Japanese scope too.
According to the law, all this is a piddling policing operation,
Give
Third Battalion's HQ, meanwhile this clean-cut chap is stamping Sanych's
Where are you boys?
which regions the soldiers are from and notify their families, - San Sanych
their RPG gunner made a mistake in the heat of the gunfight male college hunks
their trucks to prepare for the meeting.
So much we've destroyed here and we'll destroy yet even more.
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Moreover, the allied HQ staff member.
Now, these sons of bitches opened up on us from their RPGs and added
about it.
return in half an hour, move forward, two blocks to the north.
at home at all times anyway, kindergartens became obsolete.
Earlier, clashing along the way, armoured vehicles male college hunks
of us flew out of the cab at once.
too, were strictly ordered not so much as touch it.
And what if you don't? They'll send more in, who,
I'd rather
It is a petty though; we had people queuing up to converse with
Then we sent
Would make snipers' job easier
A fairytale of firearms.
Shevchuk from DDT.
However, no one knows what this order used to be like in the first place.
forces shitted themselves male college hunks
regarded us highly as competent officers.
won't send you any further than here.
the lair of the savage and then destroy him.
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