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... he death-like silence, the eyes of the two froze almost at the same time.
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There are ruins everywhere.
The sky is full of dust, and a few faint but tenacious smoke rises, streaking across the pale sky, and the scorched grass and trees fall sickly by the roadside.
The little girl in ragged clothes crawled out of the cellar, her face and hands were as black as coal, only the white buns on her hands were so clean that they were out of place.
She walked ...
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