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“You beautiful bastard Rhonna found us The Star paved our way You beautiful genius You sick, twisted god”
A quaking of fear enters my chest, and then warps into fury as I think of how they nuked my men, cut their throats, pushed my face in the dirt Feed me my cock, will they?
I push Thraxa off “I need boots StarShell Ammo”
“And this, sir,” a voice says Rhonna skione “Found it in the sand” I catch it in the air Thraxa pats her hammer with a smile
“Shall we?”
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The battle tips with the coed, it does not end She diffuses her gravity shadow, and hangs over the battle to serve as a support platfor lasts well into the rees Fahrenheit, where resting a naked hand on metal will blister the skin in half a second The bloodiest of the fighting takes place at this miserable hour, and it is then that the Iron Leopards’ ar nowhere to retreat, the infantry is pressed against the broken walls of Heliopolis and butchered
The bodies stack five iant fissures in the wall Tanks roll over them in the smoke and their desperation to escape Many suffocate in the press or drown inwith the dust
Those who e to escape the First Army leak into the city, where they are hunted down by Harnassus’s enraged defenders, the sky rangers, and the aerial infantry dropping fro Star
I cannot stop the bloodshed Nor do I stop my own
Wild and driven mad by the ato, my men descend the moral ladder to become demons, severed of any creed they once possessed The butchery is staggering Those of the eneh to be cornered can do little but add their corpses to the bulwarks of the dead
Still they refuse to surrender
I have never seen such valor If it is not that, it must be madness
The Terran legions refuse to yield They retreat, rally, retreat, rally Ajax stokes them to a fevered mania He roa forth Tih our assault so that I feel like ato hold back a flood with his bare fingers
I range across the thirty-kilometer front, everywhere and nowhere I blunt a tank breakout on the western flank, exchange starShells at the foothills of the Hesperides after taking a round to the chest I chase Gray rifleed hoodoos of the