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A Shooting Contest

Penulis: Author_Smegsy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-24 23:31:41

By dawn, the convoy rolled out of the newly repaired northern gates like an iron beast waking from slumber.

Leading the pack was our heavy armored tactical truck, outfitted with reinforced cowcatchers and a roof-mounted .50-cal.

Right behind us trailed the three modified double-decker evacuation buses, their lower windows welded shut with crisscrossing steel rebar and heavy mesh, flanked by two fortified flatbeds stacked high with fuel drums, crates of dried rations, and clean water barrels.

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