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... mporary supply point that had just been erected next to the assembly hall.
Soldiers were handing over various supplies seized from the traitors to the quartermaster to be logged into the register, after which they would be redistributed.
"Amasec, one hundred and twenty credits," the quartermaster, a meticulous veteran, said while pointing his finger at the dividing line in the ledger.
"One pound of pan-fried Grox steak, genuine, two hundred points."
"Dextrose, fiv ...
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