C104 Grassland recovering the memories of the past(2)

The man was tall and vigorous with several people following closely behind him. They were all camouflage colors in the color of withered grass, and their faces were painted with oil.

With a crack, the bullet was loaded. The man faced the pile of grass and said, "Who is it, come out."

The people behind him loaded their bullets in unison, ready to do battle at any moment.

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