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... numerous bullets that found their mark. Shells and grenades sent their limbs flying into the air. Their skin melted in the face of chemical weapons. But they laughed on, and Joon-young laughed along with them.
They were the phantoms of the battlefield. Those who would walk the line between life and death. Unfazed by the mountain of corpses that they’d built and now reside in.
“What are you doing here?”
Sergeant Min asked. He still had the cigarette in his mouth and ...
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