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... t seemed unnaturally still—no insect noise, no city echo, no sea breeze. Just silence.
Too much silence.
Private Zandro Lacsamana stared through his night vision scope, knuckles white on his rifle. The last siege had ended just hours ago. Fires still smoldered near the southern perimeter. Yet something in his gut said this wasn’t over.
Then he saw it.
"Contact—Sector S-2!" he shouted into his comms. "Multiple IR signatures! Fast movers, fifty-plus—scratch that—hun ...
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