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... Fang Clan's patrol teams changed shifts.
"I’ll leave the rest to you." Greyhound said with a yawn, his face marked with exhaustion.
As usual, he slung his rifle over his back, descended the stairs, and boarded a wooden raft to head to the military outpost on the outskirts of the 4th New District for shift change.
Recently, things were not going well for them.
The New Alliance's paratroopers seemed to have made contact with the local guerrillas, and the sound of g ...
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