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... by late afternoon, the kind of warm hue that once meant harvest season to generations long gone. Now, it cast long shadows across the trench lines, scaffold towers, and scattered machinery dotting the reclaimed farmland.
Work hadn't stopped. It wouldn't.
"Hold it steady—steady!" a crane operator yelled from the cockpit of a compact crawler crane. Its boom arm lifted a large water tank, swaying slightly in the breeze. Below it, two Overwatch engineers guided the cylinder into a ci ...
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