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2024-10-29 19:42:56Rustle!! Rustle!! The wind blew silently in the cold night, as the moonlight shone down on the temporary terrorist camp. The whole camp was silent just like a graveyard, only the faint sound of soldiers snoring could be heard.
Clark slowly opened his eyes to see the starlight shining down, as he calmly took in his surroundings. Yesterday’s battle was simply too much of an energy drainer, he figured that everybody in the camp was already asleep from exhaustion.
The battle was fierce and tedious, the only reason he could still wake up was that he held back during the battle. He slowly stood up with apprehension, as he got ready to complete his training.
After seeing the strength of the high-grade soldiers, especially the ranged specialist and the commander. He became more prudent, as he directly removed the commander from his list of targets. The commander was simply a monster, to a soldier like hi
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CHAPTER 462: WHERE IS THE PISTOL?
The next day, Clark and Arthur woke up with the intention to remain patient while waiting for their informant to contact them. They didn’t even go into the pirate city, it was too disgusting for them to stay in it. The more Clark felt this way, the more he feared what his girlfriend may have become now. If just a day staying in it could make him this irritated, he just couldn’t imagine what staying here for 4 years could have done. Thinking of this, he felt guilty again. “Why didn’t I come earlier?” Souring his mood with such thoughts, the day moved extremely slowly to him. Perhaps, having noticed his current mood, Arthur didn’t disturb him and opted to go out hunting alone. When he came back, he had a desert antelope with him. Seeing the catch, Clark was left speechless. “Can we finish that?” Arthur wasn’t fazed by his question. “If we can’t finish it today, we’ll just finish it tomorrow or the next. Don’t worry, I have preservation gadgets with me, and besides, your girlfriend
