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... the battlefield.
Inside a narrow and cramped triangular black house.
The heavy breathing suffocated a depressing depression. Several wounded rebel leaders were sitting with frowning brows, their brows furrowed and their lips chapped, sucking bad quality tobacco, and every time the sound of gunfire fell. The shock caused them to frown even more, and it was like a violent flame was about to lift their heaving chests away.
"We can't rush out at all. The military's firepower is ...
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