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... n older war, remnants of the Belgian retreat.
A single oil lamp lit the room, casting jittery shadows on the rusted rifles stacked in the corner and the freshly oiled Garand pattern laid out on the table.
The air smelled of sweat, cordite, and diesel.
"They’ll pass through the Groveroute before sunrise," said Captain Makono, pointing at a faded topographical map of the jungle highway.
His voice was calm, confident. "Six Werwolf vehicles, light armor. Standard mine ...
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