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... e pine-covered ridgeline, sharp and biting as it slipped through the cracks in the hastily reinforced tents and concrete outposts surrounding the mountaintop. At the edge of the plateau, a stretch of hard-packed earth extended outward like a defiant scar—the airstrip.

Still uneven in places, partially covered in makeshift mesh, and far from regulation, it was the best they had.

And it would have to be enough.

Sergeant Sato knelt beside one of the runway marker poles, hamm ...

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