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... kill.
Exhausted. Faint. Pale. Almost gasping for air.
The medics scrambled around him.
"Check his vitals!"
"Quick... reload the blood packs!"
George tried to speak, each word a rasping struggle.
"No... leads... so far..."
"Alright," the boss said. "Good job. Rest for now."
George slumped, skill fully shut down. The medics scrambled to lift him onto a stretcher, but the uneven, bumpy ground made him bounce l ...
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