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... t the frontline command of the Italian “Sniper” brigade.
Luca Bertolini stood with his back to the entrance, facing the large map of the war zone on the wall, his shoulders tense.
Actually…
He knew this was a trap.
The Mexicans’ clumsy provocation was obvious.
But… there’s no choice.
The wind has changed.
His father’s exhausted voice from a secure phone call last night still echoed in his ears: “Someone in the parliamentary military committ ...
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