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... tute, two machine gunners were smoking cigarettes boredly, the scarlet flames alternated between light and dark, and they didn't realize that the invitation letter from the **** of death had been issued.
A kilometer or so away, the AWM's corner frame was inserted into the soil, and the **** of the gun rested on Lin Shu's shoulder. Through the optical sight of the sniper rifle, the cross had already locked the gunner's eyebrows, and Lin Shu silently counted the time.
After two ...
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