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... these bastards gone mad?"
In a half-collapsed residential building.
Standing in an open-top bathroom missing its ceiling, Night Ten, holding binoculars, gaped in disbelief at the street three hundred meters away.
It was five in the morning, the sun had not yet risen, but there was already a hint of light in the sky.
He saw about fifty Looters huddled close to a truck welded with steel plates, on top of which was mounted—not one but exactly four machine guns!
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