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... ely felt his head buzzing.
He adjusted his helmet, angrily looking in that direction, only to see a few children around eleven or twelve sprawled on the roof, baring their teeth at him.
"Who are you...?" Standing next to the sentry post at the bridgehead, Gibson was just about to scold them when one of the children swung his arm and threw something at him.
He couldn't have imagined that, even though he was watching them, they still dared to throw stones at him. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰 ...
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