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... the National Weapons Research Institute, stood at six feet tall. Dressed in a well-tailored dark suit with a white shirt underneath, he stood with hands folded behind him. His broad shoulders and straight back, along with his short hair that was both neat and spirited, revealed just a few wisps of white at the forehead—not from age, but from the long-term mental strain of his work.
At that moment, he was intently watching the electronic screen in front of him, focused on the gun in Shen ...
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