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... oulders. He clipped two MK3A2 grenades to the chest straps, their cold metal surfaces glinting faintly in the dim bedroom light. With practiced efficiency, he stuffed magazines into his tactical belt, each one loaded to capacity. He flicked the safeties off the Benelli M4 Super 90 shotgun, Colt M4A1 carbine, and twin Beretta M9 pistols, the metallic clicks echoing in the tense silence. His fingers moved with the precision of a man who’d done this a hundred times, muscle memory guiding him throug ...
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