His screams couldn't last after being stabbed in the jugular and emerging from the other side. Those inside were coming very quickly; the one in front wasn't even wearing a shirt, his chest bare. He swung open the door forcefully, but as he stepped out, he was thrown back inside, clutching his neck, which made his comrades pause momentarily. A star had sunk into his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he finally closed his eyes and lay still on the ground. One of them rushed to the door to close it, realizing that the person might have seen where they were, and did so to trap them so they could take them out one by one. But he was too late; when he reached the door, a sword had plunged into his abdomen, and someone had entered quickly, then slowly withdrew the sword from the commando's stomach. Five men remained inside. He counted them with his sword; at that moment, one man quickly drew his gun to shoot, but it might have been dangerous to do so. The sword was swung, c
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