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Chapter 614: Story : The Crimson Vow
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... dfang' Kruger stood at the center of the ruined square, his crimson beret barely visible through the haze. His gloved hand gripped a battered radio, static hissing through the speaker.
"Rook. Morales. Report."
Silence.
Kruger's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings. The village had been abandoned for years, left to rot after the initial outbreak. Now, it was nothing more than a ghost town—a perfect place for an ambush.
He crouched, running his fingers along the damp ...
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