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"Achoo—"
General McClellan, standing at the entrance of the tent, sneezed. He didn’t manage to bite down in time and accidentally spat the cigarette butt from his mouth into the sand.
He rubbed his sunburnt nose and glanced at the discarded cigarette on the ground, muttering a curse under his breath.
"Damn it."
Although this was a perfect plan, the indignation still lingered in his heart at the thought that he, a dignified two-star General and the noble "Conqu ...
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