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... anding behind him uttered in a low voice into his ear, before tossing him under a nearby tree to sit.
"I, I think I’m dying..."
The sniper struggled to speak, looking at the unwarrantedly thin and dark man who’d suddenly attacked him. He was clad in green camouflage, the kind used by the Army. He was blinking confusingly, as if he had no clue about what just transpired.
Logically, aside from the female warriors surviving in the wild, there should only be their platoon of ...
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