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... t of our coworkers ahead of us going in the same direction.
By the time we all made it to the senior officer’s fancy barracks, we all froze as we heard a weird sound coming from inside.
More specifically, a woman’s moan followed by a man’s groan.
We looked at each other for a second, standing still as no one wanted to be the one who interrupted someone’s business.
"Zhaoxun, you’re the youngest here. You go in." The oldest soldier suggested.
"Hell no."
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