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The rifle felt alive in his hands. Its fire rate was terrifying, a rhythmic staccato that turned long-range precision into a torrential downpour of lead. He loved the way the bullet split mid-flight, a hidden trick that tripled the lethality for those who knew the exact distance to stand.

Zer0 lowered the rifle, the barrel glowing a faint, heat-soaked red. He tapped the side of the stock, where the name "Lyuda" was etched in Cyrillic. Lyuda.rar

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