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... > That was why, instead of joining his fellow marines out in the practice arena or in the mess hall, Kaden secreted himself back to his bedroom.

It was a simple small, narrow place less than ten feet wide and twenty in length and barely had enough room for the single bed, closet and table and chair he had within the place.

The marine branch he was with before, had large barracks where the soldiers slept. But, G5 was different.

In the sense that the amount of marines stati ...

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