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... Limits
The gunfire had ceased, leaving only the lingering scent of gunpowder hanging in the cold morning air.
“Unload!” came the sharp command from the supervising officers.
In perfect synchrony, the recruits moved. Magazines were ejected, chambers checked, bolts pulled back with a crisp metallic snap—an effortless sequence drilled into them through weeks of repetition.
“On your feet!”
A chorus of boots snapped together as the recruits rose in ...
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