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Chapter 132: Broken Pieces, Sharpened Edge
Author: Johnny
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The trench exploded with noise.

Simulated rifle fire cracked from both flanks with dirt spraying into the air as enemy squads walked in with ruthless precision.

The smoke hissed as pellets burst overhead, blocking his vision. The enemy had chosen their ambush well. They had expected an easy slaughter.

Kai’s squad panicked instantly.

Rikkon ducked too low and his rifle clattered to the dirt.

Jett cursed, fumbling to reload. Orik, the self-proclaimed strongman, raised his weapon and fired wildly. Every shot missed by meters. Denton froze, his hands trembling so badly he couldn’t even disengage the safety.

The recruits on the observation platform laughed cruelly.

“There goes Cruz’s genius plan!” someone jeered. “He’s done before it even starts!”

Lyle Craven’s voice cut above the noise. It was mocking like a blade. “Turns out you can’t write your way out of bullets, Kai!"

Kai heard their sneers and everything they were saying. He grinded his teeth, ready to prove them wrong. His instin
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