The Golden Circuit

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The mud in the trench of the Krasnovar border was not merely wet but a living, sucking thing that pulled at the boots of Sergeant Elias Thorne, forty-two, as he braced his rifle against the earth and waited for the next volley to tear the silence apart. His hands, slick with a mixture of his own blood and the cold slurry of the soil, trembled not from fear but from the sheer, grinding effort of...

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