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... uietly, raising his hands and showing eight fingers.
Lang’s brow furrowed for a brief moment before he gave a sharp nod. Without a word, he slid closer to Paul, pulling back the bolt of his rifle and chambering a round with a muted click.
Paul scanned the grass, trying to spot Fischer or Weber, who were hidden a short distance away. Finally, he caught sight of one of them. Their eyes met, and Paul gave a quick thumbs-up, still pressed low against the ground.
The four Germ ...
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