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... her head, as a man said, "My apologies, Ma’am!"
She let out a breath, as she watched him maneuver the ninety kilogram shell he was carrying through the door. Once again she was really unhappy with sharing her command post with an artillery crew, but she was more unhappy with Richards. That thrice damned engineer taking apart vital war machines was certainly getting on her nerves. If all of them had been up and running, she wouldn’t have to be sharing one with an artillery crew nor would ...
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