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“Vadim inhaled, but couldn’t form words, struggled with translating soldier concepts into something civilians could understand. Dan moved into the breach. “Violence, Duncan. I’m afraid we didn’t meet under a full moon with roses and a bottle of wine. We were set on killing each other. Just … that it didn’t work out like that.”

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Special Forces - Mercenaries Part II

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