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... oor and shouted inside.
"Come in." A middle-aged man in military uniform, muscles bulging, did not look up and said.
"Brother Jun, someone has arrived outside, right at the main gate." Huang Zheng reported directly.
The man before him, their leader, their platoon commander, Xiao Jun.
Originally a platoon of over a hundred men, over the past year, had been decimated to only thirty-five.
And now it was the apocalypse, so formalities in address had loosened. ...
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