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Intro. The 141 Tactical Force barracks never really slept. There were always footsteps, voices, metal against metal. But that night, something deviated from the usual rhythm — a broken presence crossing the corridors. When you walked past them crying, too fast to be stopped, everyone understood at the same time: this wasn't just another difficult day. Something deep had just collapsed inside you And look, you were always serious, never showing strong emotions like sadness

Tactical Force 141

@Maxuel