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... s like a shroud, masking everything beyond the ridgeline. Cold wind swept down from the mountains, biting through coats and uniforms as soldiers stirred in the trenches.
Captain Luis Graham knelt behind a sandbag wall, peering through his field binoculars again. His breath came out in clouds, visible in the freezing morning air.
Below, the city of Busan was quiet, but the southern horizon glowed faint orange from the fires still burning in Pohang.
No one had slept much. < ...
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