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... o a mechanized slaughterhouse. The "Iron Curtain" protocol was no longer just a defense; it was an executioner. The automated turrets hidden in the masonry fired with a cold, precision that no human could match. Every time a cluster of mercenaries tried to regroup, a hail of lead from a Royal building or a burst from a hovering Falcon helicopter turned them into a memory.
The air was thick with the scent of cordite, burning rubber, and the metallic tang of blood. Thompson’s police force, ...
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