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The voices of the orders were one after another, chaotic and orderly, and it was precisely because of such orders that the large-caliber naval guns on the warship could shoot fireworks at a constant rhythm in an orderly manner.
Cannon barrels emitting heat and steam, red projectiles, fires one after another, smoke blending into the night, the burning hull that was hit, the partially overexposed reflections on the sea...
Robots are a man's romance.
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