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on a helicopter marked with three triangles interlaced, inside was a small squad with submachine guns firmly in hand when it saw any terrorist group intending to advance any further. will be showered with rain to help "wash" sins. There was one guy who also had red hair but had a tag with the name 'sergeant Kevin C. Belfort'. He cast a glance down at the suburbs that were tinged with a scarlet color of smoke and fire. It could be the blood of the new government soldiers or the blood of innocent people lying on the cold ground.

"Looks like they haven't made a definitive decision yet, sergeant?"

"Yeah, they say it's just an ambush with one goal in mind, so as long as you fish it out long enough, it'll be self-destructive."

"Then will more citizens die?"

"Yeah, but just to help talented people like us live."

"Senior Sergeant... If you don't mind, isn't this the act of carrying a snake and biting your chicken?"

"Yes, but this is an order f

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